I went to Hawaii for eight glorious days last month. And it was, in fact, glorious... until the end of the trip when my sister and I were bitten by bed bugs in our five-star hotel. That's right. We got the hotel to clean our clothes and luggage, and they did comp us for the nights we were bitten. But only after some negotiation. I can only say I'm glad the bugs didn't get us until the end of the sojourn because they are a major buzz kill. At least I didn't bring any home with me (knock wood).
Since my return to San Francisco, I have been rehearsing with my little cover band, Sober Nixon, because we have a show coming up! It's on Wednesday, and I'll let you know how it goes once it happens.

Then yesterday I went to Vanessa's all-day breakfast birthday party. Is anything better than having pancakes, bacon and mimosas at 4:00 in the afternoon? I think not. And that brings us to this evening which finds me watching the new television drama Trauma as I write this post. Trauma is a terrible show, but my friend Katarina is in tonight's episode, so yay! I'm happy to tune in to see her, even if the show isn't worthy of her or her talent.
Otherwise, I'll just be singing songs through Wednesday night.
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