Back in Los Angeles after a whirlwind week of East Coast mania and the culmination of several months’ work for my company.  Oddly enough, I feel kind of emotionally numb at the moment… like I took everything I had over the past several weeks and built it up and poured it into this past week — so now I don’t have much of anything left, and I’m home now and trying to fit back into this life that feels a little empty. 

Either way, it was a great experience.  I caught up with some old industry friends, made a lot of new ones, got some nice compliments from people who work in my industry… and, hey, did I mention that I saw Van effing Halen on opening night of their reunion tour?  It’s almost like a full circle: VH was my first-ever concert when I was a kid, so it was great to see them again, especially now that I can definitely appreciate them more.  Then again, we’re all taking bets if they’ll actually hold it together for the entire tour — I might’ve waited to see them once they came to Los Angeles, but who knows if they’ll make it here?

A few more 10-hour nights of sleep and a little more clearing-out of the TiVo, and I think I’ll be a little closer to normal.  In the meantime, here’s the requisite pictures of Manhattan from the air as I was taking off from LaGuardia last Tuesday.  It was just so perfect, I couldn’t help but grab my camera and start taking pictures like a madman.