LA i'm not one for writing a play by play, but it's a beautiful day. sunny, dry. breezes swaying through palm trees. santa monica by the beach. i'm heading to lunch with ex-colleagues, then to the beach to stretch out on the sand, body surf with my rocker friend, eat grapes in the sunshine. it's what i need. i'm listening to reel around the fountain. morrissey lives in LA. you just can't be sad here.