Forest
Beloved Grand Eagle
(apologies to Led Zeppelin for the thread title)
Hey, folks, if you don't see me around the forum so much for the next couple of days, it's because I'm far away, off in California. My little brother turned out to quite the little smartypants and just got a job programming out West. (Previously he was programming the robots!)
Currently he's living in Massachusetts, so his new employer is flying him, his wife, and eight month old son out to San Francisco so they can find an apartment. It's quite rough in the red-hot housing market, so they've brought me along to handle childcare in case they have to run off at a moment's notice to see a place. I figure I won't get to see them when they move out to CA, so I'm just happy to go along for the ride (and it's free!). It's a pretty crazy schedule, though, so I don't have time to do anything at all besides support them (which really bums me out because I'd love to see Tennis Tom. He's promised me a genuine Picon Punch, and he's got the real stuff to make it from.). We left this morning at 3:30 and return on Wednesday morning at 6:00. If they don't have an apartment by then, they're going to be truly freaking out, so I'm on full time baby squooshing duty.
Here's a picture of the little tyke I took on the plane this morning:
Cute, eh? Despite the look of apprehension, he was a real hero on the plane. Not a peep!
BTW, regarding the title of the thread, Led Zeppelin IV was one of the first two albums I bought, on a cassette tape, in the early 80s. Here's the song I think of whenever I hear the words, "going to California":
Hey, folks, if you don't see me around the forum so much for the next couple of days, it's because I'm far away, off in California. My little brother turned out to quite the little smartypants and just got a job programming out West. (Previously he was programming the robots!)
Currently he's living in Massachusetts, so his new employer is flying him, his wife, and eight month old son out to San Francisco so they can find an apartment. It's quite rough in the red-hot housing market, so they've brought me along to handle childcare in case they have to run off at a moment's notice to see a place. I figure I won't get to see them when they move out to CA, so I'm just happy to go along for the ride (and it's free!). It's a pretty crazy schedule, though, so I don't have time to do anything at all besides support them (which really bums me out because I'd love to see Tennis Tom. He's promised me a genuine Picon Punch, and he's got the real stuff to make it from.). We left this morning at 3:30 and return on Wednesday morning at 6:00. If they don't have an apartment by then, they're going to be truly freaking out, so I'm on full time baby squooshing duty.
Here's a picture of the little tyke I took on the plane this morning:
Cute, eh? Despite the look of apprehension, he was a real hero on the plane. Not a peep!
BTW, regarding the title of the thread, Led Zeppelin IV was one of the first two albums I bought, on a cassette tape, in the early 80s. Here's the song I think of whenever I hear the words, "going to California":