Many days last term my walk around campus took me past the tennis courts. Just outside of them a row of bushes and trees somehow catches balls that fly over the fence. Most times a ball or two came home with me as a dog toy. My biggest day brought home five.

Yesterday I found seven. Woo! Happy, happy dogs -- you should have seen the look on their faces when I dumped out the bag of them in the living room: Balls! Woof! Woof!



Slushie season has returned to LA, so thank heaven for 7-11.

Sometime in the past two weeks, when I felt under the weather, the weather changed. Looks like we skipped spring. Last time I rode to campus, sweats and a jacket were necessary. Yesterday shorts and short-sleeved shirt were just right. And much nicer too.