Day drinking drunken posting

Although two beers on top of some mega-tots doesn't exactly mean I'm drunk, just a little happy and less likely to be irritated by the "I just had my first beer and need to scream a lot" kids floating around for the Spring Game. And now I'm holed up in a quiet coffeehouse drinking a strawberry smoothie. The attempt to work on Italian homework isn't really successful, but I'm enjoying being out and about in the great weather.

Although people-watching isn't great when you're sitting near a new sculpture and have a college student on a bike ride by and call it "gay." I engaged him in some brief conversation and maybe he'll think twice about staying idiotic things in public, but I doubt it. (Sculpture in question is a granite piece that is shaped like a thin, rough-hewn throne. Why the kid went for that particular epithet I do not know, except perhaps he found it unpleasing. Or maybe the "do not climb" sign angered his sensibilities.")

Other than that things have been quiet - not much writing of any kind, busy at work, a trip to LA that went really well, an upcoming trip to the beach.