It's raining here at last. Really raining, not San Diego raining, which is when a few clouds fly over and the humidity goes up a little. And since the streets are damp, there is that air of hysteria out and cars are skidding all over the freeway.

On Thursday I'm meeting Hector in Dallas, then we are flying on to Philadelphia, where it is God knows how cold. He has a presentation there on Friday and we'll hang out until Sunday. He's been working in Guatemala City this week, which he says is like being in Tijuana. That's not a compliment.

This week I'm working on a large armoire for Chris & Jim's house. The lower section is complete but I need to get in there and start building the top part. And yet... strangely... I don't feel like it. I wonder what's on TV?