From My Pad to Yours

Time to hit the road!

Tonight was my last supper at Monkey Hill. We had homemade pizza and wine. I asked for dried flies as my topping, but J Bo was fresh out.




Darian took me shopping the other day. She said that if I happen to be in Mexico around the end of the month, I needed an outfit for Day of the Dead.

I've really enjoyed my stay here. Even though J Bo yells a lot, she still made me feel welcome and introduced me to lots of interesting things: her crazy dog and cats, the Seattle waterfront, her office, rush hour traffic, Nordstrom, mimosas, and overpriced cheese. None of which were captured on film since her camera batteries died a few days ago. I think the best part has been spending time with her daughter who told me that it's OK to get crazy and be silly most of the time. Even if I am already drunk.


My limo will be carrying me away tomorrow to head south. Portland, OR is my next stop where I'm looking forward to my next adventure with Charlotte. Good night!

Don't believe a word of it. J Bo was a great hostess! So she didn't have dried flies for my pizza - big deal! At least it was better than the liquid diet I got at Kristine and Shaun's, if you know what I mean. I'm sad to be leaving Monkey Hill, but I hear that Portland has a pretty lively club scene. Froggie OUT!

JBo You must be talented homemade pizza AND wine? Darian is darling.