My Apology of a Life.

So Brian was over the other day. We had fun. Somewhere along the line I had apparently forgotten to tell him until now that not only did I propose to Beth, but that we're getting married on the 15th.

Speaking of Beth, she flew in from Vegas so the house wouldn't be so empty. And good God is it empty! There's no furniture, and it's huge.

We took the ferry from Oakland to San Francisco today and saw the Giants play the A's.

I'm an A's fan, which is hard to pull off in San Francisco. If I was a lesser man (Brandon) I may have been beaten by a mob of Giants fans.

Ronnie called the other day. I didn't quite catch most of what he said (he forgot time zone differences..it was 5AM here), but he seems to be enjoying England.

Brandon's still on his Paris sojourn, and David seems to have fallen off the Earth this week. He does that.

Alan's in London, we need to hang out once we get back there.

And did I mention you're all invited to the wedding?

I keep forgetting to tell people.

I'll call Dad tomorrow.