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2000:  The Americanization of Emily
Up Close and Personal
Finding the Key
2003:  Afterglow
2004: Marvel the Mustang
2005: I Guess I'm Doomed

2006: A Bed By Any Other Shape
2007: When Juices Flow
2008: I Remember You, Sort Of
2009:  Curmudgeon
2010:  Tools

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"Superior Donuts"

Books Read in 2011
Updated: 10/17
"The$80 Champion"


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26 October, 2011

Somewhere around 9:45 this morning, I sent a text to Char saying that I thought we would be leaving the house around 10:30.  She texted back and she and Mike were at Kettleman City, 225 miles from Davis.  The four of us were headed for the LA area, Mike and Char to Pasadena, Walt and I to Sherman Oaks.  We hoped to stay in the same hotel, as we will later this week, but we could not get a room for tonight, so we went back to the same Carriage House Best Western Hotel in Sherman Oaks.

We had no real deadline for getting here.  The only thing was dinner with our friend Michael, but there was no hard and fast time for that.  Mike and Char decided to opt out of dinner, saying it would take too long to get here from Pasadena.

We listened to a John Lescroart book (he's a Davis author) on the way down and stopped around 2:45 for lunch at In'n'Out...

...where there was definitely an interesting clientele!

He looked like a guy who had fallen face-first into the pink vat at the Peeps factory!

We settled into the hotel and waited for Michael to come and pick us up.  I had requested that we return to Dr. Hogly Wogly's Tyler Texas BBQ, where he took us last time.  It was just as delicious as I remembered from before, but Michael seemed a bit overwhelmed.

(No-he didn't finish it all but has enough for another 2 meals, when combined with what I didn't finish!)

We were back at the hotel in time to see the end of Dancing with the Stars, sad at who was voted off (not saying in case someone hasn't seen it yet), but I think it was the right decision.


As we started up over the Grapevine, it was looking grey and gloomy. 
I thought a lot about Laura Morefield, who died earlier this year,
since when we visited with her several times
she was living just a few miles from the top of this hill.


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