Sorry about the blog silence. As Rick Perry would say: "oops." I guess the week in Vegas overwhelmed me, I think some conflict between spending so much of it working and then beating myself up for being in Vegas but not leaving the hotel room. That often happens when I travel, so you'd think I'd be used to it. Sometimes we can be our own worst enemy. Or maybe just a week in Vegas is really too long to be there. Anyway, I still felt pretty overwhelmed last week once back in LA, but at least on one of the first days back, I thought to do something I do surprisingly rarely: walk down to just sit by the beach. I hadn't even meant to, but happened to be there just during sunset. It was nice to sit with my own thoughts for a bit and watch the surfers. Some guy was fighting the wind to fly a kite. A stuffed rabbit lay abandoned on the nearby rocks where some kid must have lost him. It was a cold day, but a perfect sanity break that I needed. It was nice. I really should do that more often.