I'm not in California anymore

Here's how I knew I wasn't in California today: 1) There was a "Big Buck Hunter" arcade game in the sports bar. 2) It was right next to a game where you could win Budweiser racing gloves and "Old Maid" cards. 3) Someone behind me just used the word, "bamboozled," and he was being serious.

There are also two french children yelling and screaming, not far from me. Along with cell phone pacer guy, they're driving me insane. The kids' parents keep shusshing them, but it's obvious to all of us that it isn't working. They should change tactics.

My friends' new babies and kids make me want to have kids, myself. But travel makes me hate them, so I guess that evens things out. :)