I had a piece of food-service bacon on Saturday. It was crispy. With zero flavor. I've gotten seriously spoiled with house-cured bacon.
Galen hasn't thrown up in a day. Hopefully removing a kitten's worth of fur from him helped, because he's snubbing the hairball control food.
I picked up a friend at the train station yesterday and we went to the Neil Gaiman reading. We got there a bit late - the parking garage was full and didn't have a sign up, so we then had to drive around in Japantown looking. Eventually we found another garage, but it destroyed our error margin. Oh well - we didn't seem to miss very much. Gaiman is a good reader and we also saw previews from next year's
Coraline movie, which looks good. It's directed by the guy who did
Nightmare Before Christmas (not Tim Burton).
Homemade mushroom pate pizza is tasty.