UMTravels

Well — Up at nine and into town for a little breakfast round eleven.

Damn. Love Dog is only doing dinners, it must be winter. Not even open for breakfast on the weekends. Guess I’m at the Islander for a nibble.

Got to the ferry early and caught up on reading while I waited for the ferry, and my sleep once I was on the ferry. Probably could use a longer nap but it’s 5pm by the time I get back to the city — and that’s cocktail hour.

Spent the evening mucking about and eating steak, salad, and wine — guess I’m never getting skinny on this diet.

And on a television note: settle the damn strike — I want my late night talk show hosts back.