In The (Comfort) Zone

A couple minutes ago, I literally just saw this house fly get wrecked by a spider. First of all, I mean I know that flies aren't the most intelligent of animals, but seriously, the spiderweb isn't moving. The fly went right into it. Not 2 seconds later, the spider was all over it, and the fly started making a lot more noise than I thought capable of a fly. But it didn't make any difference, the spider did it's thing and the fly is now dinner. But yeah, it's not like the spiderweb is moving. It's not invisible. And what, did he not see the other flies caught in it? And I thought flies had like 360 vision or something.

Ok, sorry for the lame post, but that's kinda the story in San Diego. Generally when I'm here, things are going pretty cool (read: not changing). I go away for half a year, I come back, and it's like I hadn't left. This is one reason why I'm looking to relocate to the OC. To get out of my comfort zone. Here's Ed, Iain, and myself getting comfy in front of a full English done up at 107 Strath.