Don't call us, we'll call you

This Friday, Merujo and I are off to West Hollywood (known as WeHo, if you're a local, apparently). Merujo, being the logistics goddess she is, scored us a fantastic deal on airfare, so we are going to make a 48-hour visit to California. After we land at Long Beach, we'll pick up friend Gonzomantis at LAX, and then we're going to see Thomas Dolby and the English Beat play the House of Blues on the Strip. There should be lots of photos (but not from the HoB—they're Nazis about pix in the club), some of which may end up posted here. Stay tuned...