For real this time.

That's the truth. I'm REALLY flying out this morning. After a super fun night at 3rd Friday Food Truck Extravaganza and then meeting up with Reverend Chili at a kitschy piano bar in Hillcrest. My shock of "this ain't the Southern California I'm used to ..." is finally wearing off. No, it's not my beloved Laguna but it's still great weather, water and lots to do. Back to AZ means finally getting some time with The Mother Unit and of course ping pong. The rest will be a blur for a bit.