The Friday of 650 Miles

Everything's packed. More or less. Pretty much a box of random crap like air soft guns and charging devices, plus a bag of clothes, and my laptop. Some books. I also have a trunk load of artwork to haul back north. Possibly 2 surfboards. The audi manages. I'm happy that all my possessions can fit in the back of a small car again. It comforts me to know this. iPod charged? Check. Coffee? Ready to brew. Bag of dried mango chili slices? Oh yeah. Got a couple errands to run in LA on the way up. One stop in Folsom to meet up with Justin, then the season is officially underway for this guy. So long, SoCal. ('Till next summer). Here's San Diego from last month.