aaaaah, des moines. laurel and i decided we had the post-graduation, home-not-home blues, so i got in my little silver car (yet to be named) and drove down. the past three days have been a great break for me, complete with lots of eckhouses, new eckhouse dog (yet to be named), violent movies (gladiator, the italian job), and lots of gooood fooooood.

if you dine chez eckhouse, i highly recommend the curried onion and goat cheese omelets.

precious little else to say. we were just about to go to a democratic candidates' event, but it appears howard dean won't be there...something about his son, and a country club, and -- gasp! -- alcohol. in any case, we decided that sitting around on our asses is more the order of the day. and since my job starts monday, i actually feel rather justified in that course of action.