Monterey, Carmel, and Johnny Hatfield

I was back on the road two weekends ago to experience the beauty of the mid-coast of California and relax in Monterey and Carmel. When Mike Ness sang about driving up the coast on highway 1, he was right. The majestic beauty of the Pacific ocean under palm trees and the California sun provide a time to look inward and analyze one's life.

The Tarzan in me burst out again on this trip, and I ventured deep into the jungle with nothing on but a loincloth. The result was a bad case of poison ivy, two trips to the ER, and a string of itchy nights.

We also stopped at the second highest priced gas station in the country where a regular tank of gas was more than $4.50 a gallon. Brutal.

Then last weekend Johnny Hatfield came out to visit. It was his second trip to LA. We saw a Led Zeppelin cover band called Led Zepagain, saw The Black Keys at the Wiltern, ate at Roscoe's Chicken and Waffles, and John tried sushi for the first time. Thanks for coming, bro- good times. Enjoy the rest of senior year.