THIS IS THE CULPRIT!* 
*We have named him “Punishment.”
I may be in my last few weeks in LA, but there’s still a lot to discover. I only just learned what a jacaranda tree is.
Swan communes with the jacaranda.
When you’re both writing in different rooms and you are definitely NOT talking to each other, or taking breaks to go get smoothies, or taking breaks to go on a hike, or taking pictures and texting them to each other, and you are getting SO much writing – not even Done, but Accomplished. 
The part right BEFORE The native Californian explains to the New Yorker that the weird holes in the steep and narrow path? …are snake-holes. In which, presumably? There are snakes. 
NOPE NOPE NOPE. Bye, mountain path.
Pilot season brings another one of our own from East to West… just in time to help cook a weekend roast.
VERY SERIOUS COOKING FACES.
There is nothing more LA (I am learning) than the ebb and flow of the NYC theatre population.
How many denizens of the East side does it take to test a mattress? #weekendquestions
Swan Huntley takes the wisdom of the universe to heart: 
Both of us are baffled by the difference between January in NYC and January in LA… 
In one form or another… 
