Ride the Lightning

After some trial and error (and ending up way over in Cerritos), I think I finally figured out the bus lines.  What sucks is that I roll off most bus stop benches and go flying into the intersection when I don't use my core and balance carefully on my thumb hole.  

Luckily I befriended a really cool business man who takes me everywhere I want to go for free.  In exchange I keep mum about the cocaine baggies he hides in my three orifices.  The things I know about him so far are that he really likes sweet cereal, taxidermy, and mortgage refinancing. 

He had some business in Marina del Rey the other day so I got to explore the docks.  Wow, boats are so beautiful.  What I wouldn't give to go sailing in a yacht and eat fancy cheeses and be able to say things like, "I know the difference between a nautical mile and a regular mile!" and, "Boy I sure am glad my drug mule days are over!"  I found the sound of the water rippling against the pier invigorating as my new acquaintance threw me in his trunk and burned rubber down Venice.

As for the holidays, I'm hoping the guy will at least take me out for a Christmas Eve meal at Yoshinoya.  Fingers crossed he isn't in one of his "moods".  Next Thursday we pick up his dead hamster which he is having stuffed and made into a tree ornament.  

Not sure what I will do on Christmas day...probably roll around, do some window shopping or touristy stuff, maybe catch a movie.  Or turn myself in as evidence.