Hey! Where's the sun?

Happy first day of September!

As it happens, I celebrated righteously last night. I went to the Monkey Club. It is not serviced by personal pan monkeys, unfortunately, but it IS a cute little club. I especially recommend the location ... just two blocks from my own little fun shack. In addition, the bartender has skillz.

I was hanging out with my girls Mari and Tex. A grand time was had by all. As far as I know, anyway.

My co-worker is reading out loud an account of conditions in the New Orleans Super Dome. Gah! I sure hope there's a better plan in place for when the big one hits S-F. I do not want to be herded into Candlestick with thirsty earthquake survivors.

Angela is sick today. It's hard to function without her.

It's chimichanga time.

Until later, love and kisses, xoxoxoxo