I took a little impromptu trip to Los Angeles this weekend to visit TLBO. See, he’s been after me to come out and visit and see the house he and his partner bought over a year ago, so I figured, with all the stress my life has been filled with lately, I was due for a trip. So I packed my bag, jumped in the Blanco Mommy Wagon and was off to the airport to wait in what has to be the longest, most un-organized example of our government’s inaction in the so called “fight against terrorism”

I somehow managed to get into the slowest moving of the 8 lines stretched as far as the eye can see. Twenty-five minutes later, I removed my shoes, and walked thru the metal detectors and past the staff that wasn’t really even paying attention to anything going on around them. Airport security in the US is kind of like a Hostess Twinkie, a lot of fluff, a lot of hot air, not much substance.

I settled into my comfy Frontier Airline’s seat and prepared for the flight to Denver, a quick aircraft change and I was off to Los Angeles.

As the plane began it’s initial decent into the Los Angeles area, I was reminded of the Jet Blue flight that landed with the gear all messed up. I was sitting in my seat watching DirecTV thinking about what that must have been like for those passengers. And then, I got excited. I was landing in the land of In-N-Out. I started salivating over the thought of a double-double, fry and chocolate shake. It has been over 7 and half years since I’ve been in LA, more than 3 months since I’ve seen TLBO, and I was more excited about having a hamburger that I was about seeing my best friend.

That’s when I saw it. Lit up in a blaze of glory of which any Las Vegas casino would be envious. There was an In-N-Out under the flight path of LAX and we were flying over it.

As soon as I landed, I whipped out my trusty Razr (not so trusty in So. Cal. I might add) and phoned TLBO to let him know that he was feeding me at that very establishment before we took the trek to the San Fernando Valley where they make their home.

The line was blissfully quick. The food took a little longer, but was well worth the wait. The crispiness of the roll, the melted cheese and special sauce dripping onto the fresh, hand-cut french fries, and the long awaited smile that spread across my face, told me that I was enjoying one of my favorite things.

Ahhh the simplicity of a good burger.

Oh yeah, and it is goood to see TLBO and their lovely home in the valley.