I'm sorry. But I'll be back in the swing of things next Friday.

I love you all...

No one injured or killed, and word is the cops got the guy. 10-15 shots fired.

Mrs. Aristus is all right. But the building security pulled a Uvalde PD move, and blitzed.

I strongly suspect the security company is going to get sued.

Hating this country more and more. Can’t believe I went to war for this trash nation.

Absolutely uncanny. When I was taking his past medical history, I half-expected him to say:

"I've seen things you people wouldn't believe;
Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion
I watched C-Beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser Gate..."

I was only gone for forty-eight hours. But it seemed a lot longer than that.

Thanks to all of you who kept me company.

I'm a three-hour drive from home, sitting in a hotel room, eating take-out, and looking forward to the end of the conference.

But I do love you all...

Other than Skittles, I mean.

Hi, Skittles! How's the night going?

I'm thinking another hour or so before I hit the sack. Who's out there?

I hoping that my beloved Loungers can pop in tonight to keep me company.

It is monstrously hot out there! Got the room A/C going full blast...

Who knew?

All I ever knew is that we have beautiful scenery, wealthy, progressive cities, a well-educated populous, fairly good weather (sure, it rains a lot, but that's significantly better than it not raining a lot.) and job opportunities that people leave other parts of the country for.

Do we have our problems? Sure. What part of the country doesn't have it share of problems? Including and especially homelessness. But homelessness here is for the same reason it is anywhere: the wealthy business owners don't want to pay a living wage for the labor they get rich on.

I guess the right-wing media has painted us as Mad Max or something. Which is really unfair. I-5 isn't always like that.

Tequila, créme de menthe, lime juice, and a slice of lime. Great for hot weather.

Yummy!

Happy Saturday, everyone.

Two shots to get the party started. Just cracked a bottle of Japanese vodka, and I like it. Smooth, slightly sweet, not too aggressive.

Now enjoying a Pall Mall. Gin, sweet and dry vermouth, a teaspoon of créme de cacao, and a dash of bitters.

I don’t know whether the pronunciation is American, rhyming with All Ball, or British, rhyming with Gal Pal.

I love you all.

Good day in clinic today. For now, life is good…