It’s a terrific day to avoid the headlines.

So… last night I found out that I’m heading for Calee-forn-eye-ay soon. Real soon. Sunday.

It’s going to be fun; for the next five weeks I’ll be livin’ the west coast life. Sure, there are some challenges. Do I have a car? No. Do I have a drivers license? No, no I don’t. Do I handle direct sunlight well? Um, no, I have sort of a vampiric constitution. Do I possess a breezy, casual, but neat wardrobe and a keen sense of style? Again, no. Am I geared towards a lifestyle full of beach parties, drivin’ with the top down, piles of cocaine, casual hot tub sex, red carpet premieres, and earthquakes? It’s hard to say.

But I DO have a bicycle, and a hotel reservation that puts me just a couple of miles from the studio. And a pair of shorts. So I should fit right in.

Naw, actually I’ve spent quite a bit of time out there, and I get along famously with the simple, colorful natives and have a great appreciation for their quaint crafts (film, television). It’ll be a great, big adventure full of interesting discoveries.

And Fanatical Apathy will continue, oh yes it will. This “internet” thing now extends to almost all of the fifty states, you know. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have pooka beads to purchase…