Captain’s Log 4,549
It’s Holiday Bowl day in San Diego. Groan. I know a lot of people like it, but it impacts my life and makes me crabby. I have to go to the Convention Center for a good part of the day, and the huge balloon parade makes getting there a nightmare. I tried to get down there and park last year and it was a disaster. My business manager will drive me down today and come get me when it’s over. All for the sake of automotive journalism. It is not unusual to wait 6-7 times through a light change just to cross an intersection.
Now THOSE are balloon animals! Take that, birthday party clowns!
I live just up the hill from the stadium where the bowl game is being played tonight.
Imagine all those people in cars.
Gads! I have lived in this neighborhood for more than four years now, so I know the tricks about getting around on side streets.
Heinous the Wee Clown also turns four today. The little jester has traveled thousands of miles since he became my “son.” If I can manage, he will also go to Amsterdam in May.
Heinous looks mystical next to his very own Christmas tree.
Off to battle traffic. Another four-day weekend is right on the horizon. I can see it from here!