Thursday, August 2, 2012

How I Know I'm Home

Is it the warm California weather, sitting in traffic for hours, or having people waving their finger at me telling me I'm Number 1 as they drive past me that tells me I'm home? Nope. It's taking a juicy bite out of a Double Double. I don't care what the good doctor says, but I haven't had a hamburger in over eight weeks, so by golly, I'm enjoying this one bite at a time.

And yes, my rental car drove right past Disneyland to get to In-N-Out.

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