poolside

I've been thinking a lot about David Hockney lately.

Last night in Tucson. Hung out with massive quantities of Swedes. Ate a ton of gravalox (as well as some bacon cheddar crickets (yes, the insect)). Drank whisky. Ended with a huge gift exchange--won some new kitchen knives thanks to Emily and Michael.

But up at 4:30 AM tomorrow because the every-other-year Christmas road trip continues: Denver.