Displaced

Back in San Francisco after two weeks on the road. Want to know what I’m having for breakfast, blogosphere? Cookies, that’s what. That’s right: COOKIES. I’m tired, I’m jetlagged, and I’m having cookies for breakfast, so just accept it. They’re bad for me, I feel a little sick and they’re inappropriate breakfast eating, but that’s how I roll, so just keep your comments to yourselves and keep on walkin’.

And if that’s not enough, later I’m going to see that Wolverine movie and stock up on popcorn. By the end of today, I’m going to be good and ill and lovin’ it.

Also, I have the hiccups, for the third time in 24 hours.

That’s the news, such as it is.

I think the road’s really taken it out of me, don’t you agree?