Sorry I haven't written in a while, but life in San Diego is... a vacation. I've seen bands, played tennis, gone swimming in the ocean and the pool, hung out with friends, and tonight had a barbecue on the beach. Life is good.
There has also been the small saga of my mobile phone, but we'll leave that to another post because it's late ane I'm tired. More important than a mobile phone is the arrival of Huy's friend Christoph. He got to San Diego International Airport (which I prefer to call by it's cooler name Lindbergh Field) last night for an open-ended stay because he's an uber-brain and will be doing some sort of biotech research. I don't understand these things, so we didn't talk much about that.
And anyway, who needs talking when there is grilling to do and burgers to eat?
Sutton aka King-Of-The-Grill and Christoph
Ryan workin' the tomatoes
Sean workin' the Pringles
My mom workin' her burger
Yours truly workin' the camera
The sun workin' it