I’m not going to make any apologies for the fact that I’m wearing shorts right now. I’m aware that most of my audience is buried under half a foot of snow right now, but it’s not like I’m responsible for that snow. Look, I feel about about your situation, but I’m not going to pussyfoot around the fact that it is gorgeous here in southern California right now. And I’m not the kind of man who throws the word “gorgeous” around without second guessing himself.
It was all worth it: The five days packed into a car with an anxious border collie, the instant coffee, the frozen tundra of Nebraska and Iowa. They were all worth it to get here. Since arriving Tuesday evening, the sun has been consistantly shining as we’ve been enjoying the 70 degree temperatures. We did have a strange fog roll in from the coast yesterday afternoon, but that settled down over night and I’m back out in the “office” again today. In case you’re interested, here is what my office looks like for the next six weeks.
I feel that I should also report — or perhaps confess — that of our three evenings in Venice, I have visited our local In-N-Out Burger three times. They do have great burgers, but I actually have gotten a bit addicted to their “grilled cheese” sandwich. It’s basically the same as the burger with everything but the meat. Fantastic, and I can at least remotely convince myself that it’s “good for you.” Or at least “better for me.” Right?
The place we’re staying at has turned out to be a pretty good choice. It’s definitely smaller than we’re used to, but it’s set up fairly efficiently so we don’t feel like we’re crammed into a tiny studio, even though we really are. The owners are coming out this weekend to fix a few cosmetic things this weekend, but once that’s taken care of we’ll be sure to get some pictures to post.
Gus is having a really good time. In the picture above, you’ll see a door off to the right; That’s the main door to the apartment, and we generally just leave that open all day. The porch is entirely walled in, so Gus is free to walk from the inside to the porch at his leisure. He typically splits his days evenly between sleeping in the sun outside, tossing his tennis ball around, and barking incessantly at the skateboards he hears rolling by on the sidewalk.
We’re only about six blocks away from the Venice boardwalk and beach, and will probably end up spending a good part of this coming weekend out there. Look for some more pictures Monday, and until then try to stay warm!