What Up, Vienna? when a girl and a guy from los angeles move their asses halfway across the world

so i guess i am here and he is there…

The Los Angeles / Vienna time difference is an inconvenient one.  I just got off the phone with the newly expatriated Alexander Platt.  He had to get up early.  It's nine hours ahead there.  This morning we talked before I left for work.  When I get done with work, he's fast asleep.  So it's pretty much before bed and after I wake up as far as our phone conversating is concerned.  That's actually not such a bad restriction.  Those are the times I like to talk to people anyhow.  On the weekend, it may get a little frustrating.  He's lucky that right now he is the one with the ability to call me and not I him.  Because, let's be serious, it would take two minutes of boredom before I started playing the "Let's Irritate Alex at 4am" game.

In other news, I am still coming off this non-h1n1 cold.  I don't think air quality in Los Angeles is helping much.  When we were landing on Tuesday evening, I could actually see the flames from the big Station fire out here.   I could also see the smoky cloud settled over the city.  It also makes for very, eerily beautiful sunsets.  I think I'll take the non-fire over the beautiful sunsets though.  Too bad I didn't have a say.

I have some good news.  I should have reported this before but I was just so caught up in my goings-on.  Are you ready for this?  You might have to sit down.  It happened.  It really did.  I came home to an envelope from the Texas DOT with my beautiful baby title.  Hooray.  I'm not religious but God bless Texas.   So if you're playing Michelle's To-Do List Bingo, mark that square with your dobber.  And if you don't know what a dobber is, please go to your nearest bingo hall and play a few cards before you come back to this blog.  It is for your own good.

And in the category of fantastic news,  I just found out that I will be attending a taping of Judge Judy during my last week here in Los Angeles.  My super great friend Sharon has friends in high places and we are both going for a whole day of live-in-your-face Judge Judy.  I have also been promised a picture with the lady herself.  That picture is for my Grandpa.  You see, I went to Judge Judy a few years ago and sat through a few episodes.  I managed to catch myself on TV a time or two but my Judge Judy superfan Grandfather did not.  And I think maybe he doesn't believe that I went.  Well this time, I is going to prove it.  I most certainly is.

Yeah, I write that way on purpose.  Because I can pull it off.