About seventy-two miles each way, to be exact. At rush hour, through the teeth of the 101/405 interchange and up over the hill through the Sepulveda Pass construction zone. My first thought was that the “fun” value for the experience could definitely use some improvements. At least I had some good tunes to sooth my brain. (“Return Of The King” soundtrack. Tasty!)
The writer’s group made it all worth while. I think this may be a very good thing, as long as the commute doesn’t get too onerous.
But it does make for a long day, with lots of other stuff to get caught up on once I get home. And I should eat, I guess. As well as keeping an eye on the government to make sure they don’t do something even more stupid. Or, at the least, know about it when they do. (Eternal optimism can be a real pain in the ass some times.)
So have a before & after pair of pictures:
We Love The Stars Too Fondly 