Here we are. Here we are!

Two down, the rest to go. Everyone’s still jetlagged, so mornings are spent sitting in the living room in absolute silence, wide awake while it’s still dark, going on the internet and chowing coffee. There is a lot of takeaway sushi, and there was a Mexican meal, at the height of the lag, that ended in hysterical laughter and nonsense yelling after a series of exceptional margaritas. 

Is it just me, or has the valley had an explosion of pet specialists recently? We drove up Ventura the other day, and while we were waiting for the guitar shop to open we ended up at a Farmer’s Market/Petting Zoo. 

Dan: ‘wanna pig’

Me: ‘what?’

Dan: ‘see them small pigs? I want one. one under each arm.’

So that was ok - though, okay, seriously there was a stall selling ‘Probiotic Saeurkraut’ which is probably the most LA thing I’ve ever seen. But then on the way to the guitar shop we passed a pet dermatitist, a pet eye specialist, and a pet psychic. 

Are there really that many optically challenged pets? 

Last night Henning put on a knights helmet to do some overdubs. Video coming.