Life in the fast lane

Gotta love those lazy, hazy, crazy days of November.

Got to see Henry Rollins do 2.75 hours of spoken word on Wednesday night. From Wal-Mart to the USO, from the Trans-Siberian Express to Bush, Bush, Bush, and more Bush, he ran the gamut. Walked out, wrapped the mic cord around his left hand three times, raised the mic to his lips, and didn't stop talking for over 150 minutes. I can't even conceive of having the arm strength to hold the mic that long, let alone having that much to talk about, all while being consistently entertaining.

Last night we went to Disneyland for the employee Christmas party. Walked in, got our photos taken, rode Haunted Mansion/Nightmare before Christmas, ate at the Tomorrowland pizza place, got in line for Space Mountain, they closed the ride due to tech problems, went home. Definitely one of the least eventful DL trips I've ever taken, but Nightmare Mansion is so much fun, and it gets better every year. Whoever came up with the idea of a yearly complete transformation for a Disney ride deserves a big fat raise. At first I recoiled in horror at the thought of changing a ride that's been essentially the same for over 40 years, but in the last few times I've gone, it's slowly won me over.

85 degree high last Thursday, 65 degree high today. Not that I'm complaining, but the unexpected big dips can get to you after a while, especially when you wake up in the morning and can see your breath (when you had the air conditioning on the day before).