New laptop. Very fast. Fixing it up with the this and the that.

Drinking a lot of mango juice. Also, we have cheesecake. Home sweet home.

House is in a bit of disarray from remodeling/repair. Staying in my brother's room, pretty cramped.

Want some nice Mexican.

In Nashville. Just threw a bunch of heavy boxes into dumpster in my folks' driveway.

Got here yesterday, lots of talking and eating, started showing my mom Veronica Mars.

Peretz is enjoying the fenced yard action.

Slowly getting back in the swing.

Making a stew for later. It's gray and cold. Not the stew, that's bubbling away and a deep brown.

Anyway.

Just went out for a smoke to find a drunk guy collapsed in front of the neighbors'. His birthday apparently, also Irish. Had to walk him home, tell his confused wife about his broken finger.

Happy Saint Pat's!

Back from vacation, and boy, what a weird one, spent a bunch of it really, really sick, broke a tooth, honestly, WTF?

Still tropical paradise wins out, even lying flat out sick, listening to the magical birds. Not as much swimming, weird foods as I'd have liked, but still plenty swimming, weird foods. Charming yard geckos.

The beauty of the beaches in Kailua would be difficult to overstate. Green-covered volcanic curtains everywhere, cloud-topped.

Flight back, nightmare of stress positions and dry, dry air. A bit surprising that when they came around with water, they didn't tilt my head back and pour it up my nose to make the experience complete. Feeling the effects today, still, great to home with the pups.