We are still running amok

Well reader, as you review this posting, be advised that I am still running amok, and my poor, long suffering Husband is now, as I type this, laying prostrate with exhaustion.  Poor man. He's trying to keep me under control, but I just find tangents and we are off on another adventure.

But when Felix promised to show me the orbit of Uranus, who was I to turn him down.  

Yes, I met Felix - and my FULL report on him is coming when we get home.

Today, that wanton burst of energy took us from Taco del Mar, a small inland community nestled in this nation's "star city" in the morning.  We were enchanted, to a degree. 

By afternoon we were standing high atop a Mt. Sinai Memorial Park visiting my great aunt Sarah's grave (She looks, by the way, fabulous - they have real perpetual care) and I was morphing into a middle age Jewish man.   I do that, just like Zelig.  

Anyhow I have worn the hubby down and extended our stay in this scrumptious hotel - overlooking Vivid Entertainment's world headquarters.

More to come, including dinner with Ms. Donna Lethal herself!