Bubbles in the Bathtub

Meetings were in LA and the first one ran long, so I had to blow off the second meeting (two of my colleagues are staying until tomorrow and went on to the meeting). So just mosied to LAX to wait for my late flight. Four hours to kill. Maybe I can find a beer and get some work done.

All of the driving around LA reminds me why I hate it here. The smog is horrible, the traffic is worse. LA's sprawl is beginning to border on the farsicle (if that's not a word it is now)!

No turtles on this trip, unless you count all of the stuffed turtles in the tourist shops. Found that strange since not a lot of turtles occur in California waters.