
Three bucks.
Really, it’s three dollars a gallon for gas now. I don’t know why I bothered to take a picture of this – I’m sure it’s going to be like this for quite some time. Although I didn’t pay three dollars a gallon when I filled up last night. I paid $2.99 9/10. Oh, wait, that is three dollars a gallon.
In happier news, the film is going well. Check out the latest here.

Hotel Livin’
I was in Anaheim for work last week. This is the view from my fabulous room at the Grand Californian at Disneyland. Not that I had a lot of time to spend in there, but it was pretty nice.

Molly and Michael took us out sailing on sunday. We were there for the Tall Ships festival, which had big, old boats that shot cannons at each other. I had a magical ear patch that kept me from throwing up. Amazing!
other places to go:
hopeless virgins in love
baby magyar