I’ve never been a big fan of Kentucky Fried Chicken or any fried chicken for that matter. But ever since KFC announced these ridiculously fattening, hedonistic and some would say disgusting mashed potato bowls, they’ve become a true guilty pleasure that I tend to treat myself to once every few months. These “heart attacks in a bowel” (get it?) are so obscenely good that if I was ever on death row, they would surely make up at least part of my last meal. (Hell, you’re gonna die anyway! Skip the cheese though…that’s just disgusting. LOL)
So after a long busy morning at work, I decided to walk the few blocks over to this ratty little KFC on Sunset & Fairfax. While I’m indulging in mashed potato decadence and listening to my “This American Life” podcast, a silver Mercedes McLaren pulls up to the door of KFC. Mind you, this KFC is small. There’s no drive-through, there’s not even a customer bathroom inside. There are parking spots however, which didn’t seem to matter to the driver of this $500,000.00 car. The car was not only blocking the entrance to the restaurant, but it was also blocking the entrance to the parking lot! As the angel wing door opened up (like a DeLorean), Kanye West stepped out. Even before I knew it was him, I started snapping pictures with my cell phone, because I knew it would be blog-worthy.
Kanye getting out of his car. He’s wearing a camouflage hat and sunglasses.
Even though he was wearing the hat and sunglasses, his chipmunk cheeks were immediately recognizable. I tried to be discreet with my cell phone pics, but when I went outside to take a picture of his car, he glared at me angrily.
Kanye’s $500,000 car blocking the entrance. You’ll see in the video below that he “doesn’t want people looking at [sic] his car”
Try parking it in a parking spot next time, asshole!
He had apparently just left Popeye’s Chicken announcing to the whole restaurant that KFC had the best chicken of the year!
He didn’t get as mad at me as he got at TMZ at the same KFC. (Try saying that ten times fast!) But he didn’t have his entourage with him when I saw him. The car is the same though, as this video will attest:
I’ve taken the liberty of changing the lyrics to Kanye’s song “Stronger” to these:
Fried chicken that don’t kill me Can only make me stronger I need you to move your car now Cause I gotta work a little longer I know I should eat a little better Cause this can’t get much wronger Man I been cravin’ all month now Mashed potatoes I’ve been on ya
If I saw Kanye today, I would rap this to him:
I’m no fan of Taylor Swift yo,
Beyonce seems much stronger.
I wish you would shut your face though,
Cuz we can’t wait much longer.
ON THE LIGHTER SIDE
“Since Taylor Swift is only 19 years old, President Obama has invited her and Kanye West to the White House for a Root Beer Summit.” — Jay Leno
Today was the first day of school for Tommy & Andy. Growing up in the Midwest, the first day of school for me always involved getting up early, the cool air hinting of autumn and me and my brother walking to the bus stop hesitantly, wondering what the new school year would bring. (I wasn’t a popular kid until I got to college believe it or not….I was kind of the class clown in grade school, but then withdrew in junior high and high school.) I even remember my first day of Kindergarten. I cried and screamed…and didn’t want my Mom to leave. Andy however, took it all in stride today, bounding off with his teacher ready to start his academic career. He insists on being called “Andrew” in school! When his Mom showed up to pick him up, all the kids were lined up in a row. They were allowed to leave when the teacher called their name. When she said, “Andrew, you may go”, Andy let out a loud, joyful squeal and ran into his mother’s waiting arms saying “I missed you Mommy”. (Sound familiar??) That’s a memory Lisa will cherish the rest of her life. Good luck in school this year boys! xoxo
Unfortunately, Andy & Tommy missed President Obama’s speech to school children on Tuesday. Tommy would have surely enjoyed it. Speaking of the President, I was appalled last night as I watched his speech to Congress. I immediately posted this on my Facebook page and apparently I wasn’t alone in my outrage!
Glee was on later that evening though, and it put me in a better mood. Just like this video always does:
Lastly, the fires here are mostly under control, but the sunsets are still spectacular. We took Chazz up to Runyon Canyon the other night and I got these shots:
He met up with another Rhodesian Ridgeback (Chazz is Rhodesian mixed with Boxer) and they played so well together. Apparently Rhodesians always play the same way with each other and they had a ball!
I took the center photo in the summer of 1997 while sailing around the island of Manhattan on my boss’s yacht. It was a picture perfect New York day. One I’ll never forget.I took most of the other photos on September 11th, 2002.
ON THE LIGHTER SIDE “In an interview, President Obama has said that picking up his dog Bo’s poop is one of the highlights of his day. The interview was published in ‘The Journal of Depressing Metaphors for the State of America.’” — Conan O’Brien
Here at The Hotel Careyfornia, we pride ourselves on offering the finest accommodations of any fake luxury boutique hotel in Southern California. This past weekend however, we were filled to capacity, and our guests had to resort to sleeping wherever they could find a spot.
Is it too late to request bailout money to expand our facilities??
Of course there wasn’t much sleeping going on at all. I don’t think I got more than 4 hours sleep since Friday, as these photos show:
Bassam managed to stay awake through the whole Rodgers & Hammerstein spectacular, even though he had just flown in from Jordan and his arms were tired!
They even surprised me with a cake!
None of my friends had ever been to the Hollywood Bowl…it was such a great show and I was so happy to share it with them!
Even Claudio, who pretended to hate Rodger’s & Hammerstein, secretly loved it!He even invited our hotel’s maintenance man! Love ya Ryan!!!!
A very happy birthday!
I wonder if Eva will make this her Facebook profile picture…the current one is just of her feet! It’s not “Footbook” Eva!
The front lawn of The H.C. with the GLY Gang
Outside the Beverly Wilshire Hotel, from “Pretty Woman”
Marcelo & Emily had this “5 Star Hotel Careyfornia” sweatshirt made for me…and on the sleeve there’s a drawing of Oreo with the words, “Dogs Welcome”. Isn’t that awesome? I’m acquiring a whole line of Hotel Careyfornia merchandise! T-shirts, placemats, towels, and of course our flagship’s sign!Thanks to my wonderful friends for an amazing birthday!
Hugo, Claudio & I have been friends for nearly 20 years. As a child, Hugo had an dream that, without going into detail, prevented him from ever visiting the state of California. When Claudio moved here last year, we both lamented the fact that our good friend would not be able to visit us here. Fast forward to Thursday, when Hugo bravely flew from New York to Los Angeles, to help me and Claudio celebrate our birthdays; and a new tradition began. Then Friday, Marcelo & Emily flew in from Portland and we headed up to Ventura County where we had a big Brazilian barbecue with Eva & Bassam in attendance. Later tonight we head to the Hollywood Bowl for the Rodger’s & Hammerstein spectacular. I’ll let the videos and pictures speak for themselves. Ciao!
Claudio & Ryan had shirts made that say: Hotel Careyfornia VIP Hotel Careyfornia Maintenance and a hooded sweatshirt that says: Hotel Careyfornia CEO
Today, September 2nd, is Claudio’s birthday, as I am sure many of you know. I wanted to get more ideas about his new professorial life and, bingo, found some delightful quotes at RatemyProfessor.com. Here are some highlights, in my view…
“He is very knowledgeable in the subject matter, and even if he is sometimes slightly unclear with his initial explanations,…”
“His accent can be amusing at times, but in a good way. He is perfectly comprehensible.”
“Dr. P. is a world class professor.”
“One of the best professor [sic] I have ever taken in my life.” (lovely insinuating were it not for the obvious sign of poor grammar…my favorite quote in the group)
“This man is helpful, knowledgable [sic] and is willing to help you in whatever way possible.” (Do tell, Dr. World Class!)
“He really knows what he is talking about,…” (Ha! This one had me rolling on the ground)
Happy birthday to you, old friend!
I am looking forward to seeing you all in a few days! Luisao, any chance you can plan a last minute trip to SoCal this weekend?! Claudao, nao se preocupe que vamos falar mal de voce esse final de semana, com aquele carinho de sempre.
Abracos, m
From: Carey Anthony
Wed, Sep 2, 2009 at 11:18 PM
To: Marcelo
Cc: The GLY Gang
Many of you don’t remember that back in the early 90′s, before the Internet or ratemyprofessor.com, I used to collect Claudio’s evaluations from when he was a T.A at University of Illinois, because he spent summers in Brazil. My all time favorite went something like this:
Q: Did you learn a lot in Professor P’s class?
A: I didn’t learn a thing. I was too busy looking at his dreamy eyes!
15 years later, the eyes are more cloudy than dreamy and we won’t talk about the hair…
I was looking through my old diaries last night, and found this and sent it to Claudio. He wrote this in my calendar in 1991: “Birthday of the nicest Brazilian ever”. I’m sure Marcelo might have something to say about that my dear!
His reply:
From: Claudio
Wed, Sep 2, 2009 at 9:23 AM
To: Carey Anthony
THANK YOU!!!!
The scheduler was funny! To imagine you still had hair to cut… good times!! :) Ugh, Vicious!!
From: Carey Anthony
Wed, Sep 2, 2009 at 9:39 AM
To: Claudio
Ugh! You want to talk about hair!!?? Be careful darling. It may be YOUR birthday, but my old calendars hold lots of other secrets as well. Feliz Anniversario
The weatherfinally broke today. It was a little cooler with a touch of humidity in the air. We needed a break! Saturday it was 105° F (41° C) when Lisa & the kids and I took Aunty Lulu & Uncle George out for ice cream:
The fires did make for amazing sunsets all last week:
Whenever I need to smile I’ll just look at this picture of Buster!
Joel and I went to see District 9 over the weekend and we both enjoyed the movie. It was about 1/2 hour too long, but entertaining. Kind of a cross between Close Encounters and The Fly! There were a lot of blatant racial parallels that I won’t go into now. As someone who has been to Johannesburg though, it was a sadly appropriate setting for that movie.
The fires are far enough away that my home isn’t in any danger, but they’re still too close for comfort:
On the way home last night this is what I saw from the car. I’m surprised there weren’t more accidents on the freeway from people looking. It was an amazing sight to see:
The air today was an eerie, quiet yellow making the sky look like Dijon mustard. About 6:00 tonight I went up to my roof and shot this photo.
After taking this, I went back inside with my mask!
And finally, I got some very sad news today from Margie:
From: Margie Sent: Tuesday, September 01, 2009 6:34 AM To: Carey Subject: Daisy
I had to have Daisy put down today. I am very sad. She fell off the bed & broke whatever was misplaced in her back. When I picked her up she immediately lost her bowels & her head started rolling to the side. When I took her outside she tried to stand but could not. Later I will pick her up – couldn’t bear to be with her when they put her down – and bury her on the farm. Can’t stop crying every time I think about it, so I’m going to try not to think about it.
I’ve got a bunch of good friends flying in for the weekend starting Thursday. It’s going to be non stop. We’re going to the Hollywood Bowl for my 44th birthday Sunday. I’ll try to post as I have time. Have a good week everyone!
ON THE LIGHTER SIDE “The state of California is $30 billion in debt, and there’s no way we can pay it back, so what we’ve decided to do is set it on fire and collect the insurance.” – Jimmy Kimmel
Exactly one year ago today, the world was a different place. No one knew whether a black man could become President of the United States. A pot free Michael Phelps was the toast of America. Michael Jackson was still sleeping (alive) with little boys. And that morning, one year ago today, 99.9% of Americans did not know who the governor of Alaska was. Exactly one year ago today, I sat in front of my television and watched as John McCain took the stage in Ohio with a pretty woman (who looked like Tina Fey) and her admittedly telegenic family. With my laptop appropriately on my lap I googled a name I had never heard before, Sarah Palin. I found out she was still breast feeding her 4 month old son with special needs. I found out she was a former beauty queen (runner up) with a questionable educational past. I found out she was a radical gun freak with no comprehension of the Second Amendment. And I found out that she was a religious whack job that made George W. Bush look like a heathen. I even surmised that she liked the TV shows Charmed & Buffy (supernatural though they may be), as that could be the only explanation for her oddly named brood of white trash babies, Trig, Track, Bristol, Willow and Piper. I discovered all this within 10 minutes of learning her name, and a yearlong crusade began. Of course at the time I did not know that her preaching of abstinence had fallen upon deaf ears in her own household, as her 17 year old daughter was pregnant with yet another redneck bastard. I did not know that she couldn’t even name a newspaper she had ever read. I did not know she would be crippled by 19 ethics scandals. And I did not know that she could see Russia from her back yard. In short she was, and still is, an incoherent mess! Oh, and she birthed Michael Jackson’s son Blanket! Some people have suggested that I rename my blog:
Admittedly, in the past 365 days I have devoted 19 blog entries to educating the world about this dangerous right wing nutjob in designer glasses. Starting with my pronouncement that Barack Obama would win the presidency, 30 minutes after I heard the news about Sarah Palin being selected as John McCain’s running mate; and continuing with my blog being the first to note that the Alaska Daily News couldn’t even spell John McCain’s name right the day of the announcement and that Sarah held some eerie parallels to the equally idiotic Miss Teen South Carolina. A year ago today I wrote:
Friday, August 29, 2008
Palin & pal, Yogi
8/29/08 – John “McClain” as the “Alaska Daily News” called him, must really not want to be president. (See below, just above the second biggest story in the state of Alaska today, “Grizzly Attacks Woman in Tent“**. Incidentally, John McCain is 22 year older than the state of Alaska, LOL.) Call me a sexist pig, but I don’t think most of America is ready for a woman who’s still breastfeeding her four month old baby, to be a heartbeat away from the presidency, should McCain (who will be 76 if he makes it to the end of a first term) kick the bucket. Sarah Palin and her five kids, Trig, Track, Bristol, Willow and Piper (I kid you not. Someone’s been watching Charmed & Buffy too much) is the best thing that ever happened to Barack Obama. Oh, and she pronounces “nuclear” just like George W. Bush (nucular). As a former beauty queen, I wonder if Sarah Palin knows Miss Teen South Carolina? Maybe they could compare notes on “The Iraq”. “US Americans”, get ready for President Obama!
From the Alaska Daily News on 8/29/08 before they corrected their website.
**Too bad Sarah wasn’t there, she’s an avid hunter and would have shot the grizzly! What kind of governor are you Sarah?? Leaving innocent women to fend off bears while you travel to the mainland to hob nob with the Washington elite!
Will I continue my crusade? You betcha! Not until Sarah and her brood of misfits step off the national stage, will I stop calling attention to her idiocy. In his book, “Why Obama Won“, Greg Mitchell posits that:
After months of trailing, McCain came out of his convention with a bump that led to at least a tie with Obama in the polls — then he plummeted very quickly as the truth about Palin seeped out. In addition, he had lost his chief calling card: an edge in experience on Obama. A week after the GOP convention ended, polls were already showing (as many of us, if not most MSM pundits, had predicted) that, if anything, women thought less of Palin than did men. And surveys continued to show that while she drew crowds she actually drove more people away from the GOP than toward it. In fact, it’s a myth that Palin was broadly “popular.”
Imagine if McCain had picked even a neutral figure such as a Pawlenty or, say, Kay Bailey Hutchison. Yes, Obama likely still would have won (he ran a fine campaign and the economy collapsed). But if McCain hadn’t picked Palin, it would have been in a real nail biter. And Tina Fey would not have been named entertainer of the year, and we wouldn’t have had that turkey slaughtering video to enjoy.
That said, she’s still a dangerous radical who must never hold national political office. The fate of the world is at stake! Do you really want this moronic whack job anywhere near the White House or the “nucular” codes?? I know name calling detracts from my argument, but I’ve been hanging around with my 5 & 8 year old boy cousins boys all week and name calling feels good! Sarah Palin is a poopyhead!!!!
Lisa & Joel went to the Angels game tonight so I picked Tommy & Andy up at soccer practice. It was still over 90° at 5:30 and Tommy was so hot, but a real trooper. It was his first soccer practice, and I’m scared he may have too many of my genes because at one point they were practicing stopping the ball with their feet and when Tommy stopped it the coach said, “OK, hold it”. So Tommy proceeded to pick up the ball and hold it. I don’t know much about soccer at all, but I’m guessing that wasn’t what the coach meant, LOL. Afterward we went to the new Sonic, and it was really good. I had a Diet Cherry Limeaid, which was quite refreshing in the heat. The dog days of summer are clearly upon us. It’s usually not this hot in California! When we got back to Dar’s the boys and I took Buster & Roxy for a long walk. Luckily there were no sacrifices involved:
The Dog Days originally were the days when Sirius, the Dog Star, rose just before or at the same time as sunrise (heliacal rising), which is no longer true, owing to precession of the equinoxes. The Romans sacrificed a brown dog at the beginning of the Dog Days to appease the rage of Sirius, believing that the star was the cause of the hot, sultry weather.
Dog Days were popularly believed to be an evil time “when the seas boiled, wine turned sour, dogs grew mad, and all creatures became languid, causing to man burning fevers, hysterics, and phrensies” according to Brady’s Clavis Calendarium, 1813.
The boys are now sleeping (with Buster) and I figured I’d write a quick blog. There’s absolutely nothing interesting going on in the world right now. Aside from Ted Kennedy overload and the “murdered model” media mayhem. Ugh. I just read that they found her car in the Trader Joe’s parking lot 3 block from my house. I’m glad I wasn’t there today for that zoo.
Last night, Andy consistently beat me at Wii for hours, and I’m sure I got carpal tunnel in the process!
This morning I woke up early and was unusually tired. Even though I didn’t fly here, I brought my travel bag, full of travel sized items. In my stupor this morning, the toothpaste and the Neosporin looked remarkably similar:
They didn’t taste similar however, as this reenactment shows:
OK, I didn’t really put it in my mouth this morning…but I almost did!
“Lessons learned from Mother Nature [could] help airport security screening checkpoints better protect us from terror threats — if governments are willing to think outside the box and pay heed to some of nature’s most successful evolutionary strategies for species adaptation and survival.
“Biological organisms have figured out millions of ways, over three and a half billion years of evolution, to keep themselves safe from a vast array of threats,” said Raphael Sagarin, a DukeUniversityecologist who co-edited the book with Terence Taylor, an international security expert.
“Arm races among invertebrates, intelligence gathering by the immune system and alarm calls by marmots are just a few of nature’s successful security strategies that have been tested and modified over time in response to changing threats and situations,” Sagarin said. “In our book, we look at these strategies and ask how we could apply them to our own safety.”
“A study of animal behavior suggests that advertising your security procedures and continually conveying to others that there is a state of elevated threat only helps inform potential terrorists of loopholes in the procedures, while keeping the general population uncertain and nervous,” Sagarin said. Species such as marmots, which continually emit warning calls to each other even when no immediate threat is present, force the other animals in their group to waste time and energy trying to figure out if the implied threat is real, he noted.
Evolutionary models and ideas also can be applied to non-terrorism threats, such natural disasters and the spread of infectious diseases, he added.
“Whether you’re dealing with al Qaeda or an emerging pathogen, studying animal behavior teaches us basic principles of survival,” he said. “You can’t eliminate all risks, so you have to focus on the big ones, while adapting to minimize risk from the rest. You have to be aware of your environment, understanding that it’s constantly in flux. And when it comes to adapting and responding to threats, a centralized authority can get in the way. Individual units that sense the environment, with minimal central control, work best.””
And now comes word that you’re no longer allowed to bring snowglobes through airport security! Sorry middle America, time to find a new cheesy souvenir. What will they think of next? Urinals at the X-ray machine, so we don’t bring our piss on planes? Idiots!
“A glass eye, filled with weaponized ebola. A small child with a belly full of C4. A man with his blood altered biochemically to be a powerful explosive. A Muslim that has spent the last two decades training in the art of the Ninja, and has just mastered a technique to deliver fatal nerve-strikes from across the room using only the focused force of his own chi? WHY DO WE NOT WORRY ABOUT THESE THINGS? Oh… yeah. Because at a certain point we have to make the decision to accept the most minute possible risks or to continue rocking back and forth on the floor whimpering while in a pool of our own urine.“
In other news, yesterday, Lisa and I went to The Spectrum to see Inglourious Basterds (I loved it). We also saw that they are auctioning off Designer Dog Houses built by celebrities. Obviously, Chazz needs this desperately, so here’s a real live PayPal button to donate to The Hotel Chazzfornia Fund. Bidding for the auction starts at $20,000.00, so dig deep!!
Chazzitat For Humanity – Put a roof over Chazz’s head!! DONATE NOW!!
Speaking of Chazz, Claudio sent me an email with a video attachment of him playing soccer with some kids. To wit:
Carey Anthony
Chazz Playing Football 2 messages
From: Claudio
Wed, Aug 19, 2009 at 8:09 PM
To: Carey
Chazz has made it to 3 soccer practices with kids at the park. He is very popular around there. Several people call him by name and gather around to see him play. The coach has a separate soccer ball for him already. The first-timers get instructions on how to play with Chazz. Although the 8 and younger kids who are his usual teammates were not there today (when I remembered to take the camera), he still had fun.
I got quite a few funny videos, but most are too big to attach… This is the only one that can go. -Claudio
From: Carey Anthony
Wed, Aug 19, 2009 at 8:35 PM
To: Claudio
It’s clear he got his football skills from MY side of the family! Ugh!! Too big to attach??? The 90′s called. They want their ridiculously huge email attachments back!!
Ever hear of YouTube, YouDork???
And where the hell did you film that from? The Goodyear blimp??? I can see that when I’m not around Chazz’s care is left to amateurs. We’re going to have to decrease your visits with him.
Here’s an update from my last post: The plumber determined that the muddy Niagara Falls in my kitchen was caused by 2 things. Namely, the drainage pipes under my unit in the garage, were sloping upward rather that downward. Since I live in the bottom unit and have 2 condominiums above me, this was not a good situation. Secondly it appears that someone above me put a whole head of cabbage down their garbage disposal. With the pipes sloped incorrectly, that was the last straw. The good news: no charge to me! The bad news, my floors are soaked and I have a huge mess to clean up. It looks like I’m going to be fighting with my Homeowner’s Association too. They’re actually suggesting that if I did not have hardwood floors in my kitchen this wouldn’t be a problem. LOL. I told that to the former owner (who installed the hardwood floors) and we had a good chuckle!
You can kind of see the black sludge shooting out of the pipe. (Click for larger view)
Salad anyone?
No charge to homeowner!
Now the Homeowner’s Association just needs to do the right thing! They have yet to answer the last email:
Carey Anthony
Water Damage 7 messages
From: Carey Anthony
Fri, Aug 21, 2009 at 2:22 PM
To: Tony Allison
Hi Tony, The plumber left, and my sink is no longer backed up, but my hardwood floors in the kitchen are ruined, and carpet in the outside hallway is soaked. I’m getting ready to leave on a 9 day trip tomorrow, so I’m not sure how you want to handle this. Please let me know what to do. Thanks. –Carey
From: Tony Allison
Fri, Aug 21, 2009 at 2:57 PM
To: Carey Anthony
Carey, You need to dry your floors with towels and ventilation. Hardwood floors are personal property and the responsibility of the homeowner. If they were the original tile or vinyl floors which is preferable for a kitchen there would not be this problem. I will have someone come out and dry the hallway carpeting. Thank you, Tony Allison Allison Enterprises Olive Manor Condos
From: Carey Anthony
Fri, Aug 21, 2009 at 3:27 PM
To: Tony Allison
Yes, I’m already drying the floors, but the plumber said they’re going to warp and there may be mold. And they were the original floors…I moved in with them like this. Obviously the flood was not my fault, so please advise.
From: Tony Allison
Fri, Aug 21, 2009 at 3:48 PM
To: Carey Anthony
Then you need to get a restoration company only for the floors.
From: Carey Anthony
Fri, Aug 21, 2009 at 4:04 PM
To: Tony Allison
OK, thanks. Shall I have the bill sent to you or do you guys go through insurance?
From: Tony Allison
Fri, Aug 21, 2009 at 4:20 PM
To: Carey Anthony
You have to turn it into your own insurance. The hardwood floors are an improvement that is the responsibility of the owner no matter who put them in. The carpet will be taken care of tomorrow.
From: Carey Anthony
Fri, Aug 21, 2009 at 4:29 PM
To: Tony Allison
As long as I have no out of pocket expenses. None of this was my fault. So someone will have to pay my deductible. By the way, when will the other plumber be resloping the pipes?
I had a bunch of meetings in Orange County this morning, and I was running late. I didn’t get out of the house until 10 AM, hoping against all odds I could drive 60 miles in 60 minutes (a ridiculous goal in Los Angeles on the best of days). Sure enough there was a major accident down by Disneyland. The highway was covered in peaches and grapes. A produce truck had crashed with a car. It was a nasty accident, and I was stuck in traffic for an extra hour.
After a long day of meetings I hoped to turn the day’s tide by heading to Aunty LuLu & Uncle Georgie’s house for spaghetti. They’ve been in Michigan since I left for Italy, and they just got home. I’ve been missing that Thursday spaghetti for 2 months now! Dar joined us for dessert, and I began the long drive home at 9:30 tonight. As I walked up the stairs in the hallway outside my condo, I realized that the carpet outside of my unit was squishing. Never a good sign! As I walked in the beautiful lobby of the Hotel Careyfornia and headed towards the kitchen, this is what I saw:
I’m not sure if you can see from the photos, but the hardwood floors were soaked. I don’t know if it came from an upstairs neighbor or what. It sucks! The water is filled with shredded lettuce and who knows what else. I’ve not had good luck with produce today. Needless to say, it’s now 2:30 AM and I’m waiting for a call back from a 24 hour plumber. This isn’t great timing, as I’m leaving Saturday for a week. When it rains it pours.
One bright note…Andy finally lost his toenail! And guess who visited him? LOL. I got this text from Lisa the other night:
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