Starting to plan a trip to San Diego, now that gasoline costs half what it did a few months ago. I am looking forward to seeing Highway 1 again, this time in our Audi A6, which should be tremendous fun compared to my last drives (1985 Buick Century, 1991 Ford Explorer). This will also be my first trip to Cali with a quality digital camera to document the trip.
Laura bought me a Nolan N42 Outlaw for my birthday. Makes me look like Judge Dredd. But taller.
I love the integrated sunshield. The wind noise is not nearly as bad as I have read other people complain about. It’s NCOM ready, which may or may not be worth the extra money. It’s super-comfy. I love the ratchet attachment system. The stupid logo in the middle was attached with cheap glue so it came off easily; it’s now on my MacBook Pro’s Apple logo, and looks like Optimus Prime.
I watch Anthony Bourdain No Reservations on the Travel Channel every week. I’ve got his books as well. On tonight’s episode, he returned to his old restaurant Les Halles to work a guest double on the sautee line, and convinced his friend Eric Ripert to join him, working the grill. I would have paid to have been dishwasher that night.
A leatherback turtle swam nearly 13,000 miles in 647 days, from India to Oregon. A tasty jellyfish feast awaited. I can not get turtles out of my head because of a song in a Baby Einstein DVD that Owen likes. …I said, “Hey, Little Turtle, would you like to take a swim with me?” Oof.