How an unchallenged suburban kid from WNY who grew up loving Star Trek, joined the University of Arizona marching band and enjoys ice hockey, blackjack, documentaries, non-fiction sections in bookstores, musicals, Harry Potter, discussing the philosophical contexts of Lost, the Hollywood Bowl and misses the Fairfax Farmers Market karaoke, has found that he belongs in Los Angeles.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Iceland Day 4: prelude to a volcano
I slept great (at least compared to previous nights). I fell asleep just after midnight, hooray! NO NAPS NO NAPS! This volcano is going down.