I'm a man on the move -- these past few weeks, at least. I'm going of out town again. It's my cousin's wedding in San Diego, so I'm taking a four-day weekend and making the trip sans wife and kids. I'm not looking forward to the travel -- so much so that I thought about not going. I mean, it's not a great time, all things consider. We just got back from a long vacation, and it's a long flight (and I have a stupid layover in LA), and it's also a bad time to leave S alone with the kids (winter weekends are the worst and school is out Monday for MLK Day), and I just don't like being away from my boys in general. I worry about them constantly. Oh, you can also toss in the fact that I haven't been feeling great lately (although sleeping in a place where nobody will wake me up at four in the morning will probably help that). But, I really like my cousin, and I really like weddings, so I'm going. Also it's a chance to see family I don't see very often -- aunts, uncles, other cousins, etc. Who knows when the next time I'll be able to see them is? Actually, a different cousin is getting married in the summer, so I do know when, but you get my point.
Anyway, gotta hit it.
Until next time...
Anyway, gotta hit it.
[Incidentally, the Chargers' just announced they are leaving San Diego after 56 years to move to Los Angeles. A referendum in San Diego to build a new stadium using a hotel tax failed, so the owner has "no choice" but to leave. I mean, what do you expect him to do, use him own money to build a place for his $1.5-billion football team to play?]
Until next time...
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