It's done gone and happened again

Being on the road makes blogging difficult. Thank goodness the Wimpkiller Conglomerate is here for me.

Baby and I are living between Beaumont and Austin now. Baby's sister (Stands With A Fist, or Fist for short) just got a tiny, tiny house in Austin and we're staying there tonight. It's one room. Not even a very big room, actually, and there are saloon-style swinging doors on the bathroom.

Well, Baby and I have decided that she's going to sell her body to Pharmaco for a few weeks while I try to find us a place in California. So far, the housing hunt has turned up nothing. If any readers out there have a lead on a house in Pasadena, Glendale, Altadena, South Pasadena, or Northeast LA that allows medium-sized dogs, holla back.

I fly back to Pasadena on Wednesday. I'm going to stay with Colonel Rhombus and Mr. Boddy for a week or so -- until I find a place -- and hopefully spend as little money as possible. Baby will be taking experimental antibiotics on the weekends and possibly working at an overpriced coffee shop for a few weeks. We'll see.