Los Asgard

*Sings "Welcome Back, Kotter" theme*

Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back...

Red Robin thinks you're tops!

Frankly, I haven't done much since returning to the City of Angels.  A city Loki vehemently demands to be renamed "Lok-Angeles," but that ain't gonna happen anytime.

For one, it sounds dumb.  Yeah, I said it.  What.

I have to say, though, Loki has been treating me like a princess.  He went and got my hair done as soon as we were back!

Which was good, because both of us needed new headshots!  Got turn it out, my friends.  And trust me.  Shit got TURNT.

Look at that GQ-Lookin' mother fucker.  No, I'm not jealous.  No, I'm not angry.  No, I'm not shaking.

SHUT UP.

I have picture anxiety.

With headshots out of the way, that only left auditioning my face off.  And boy, am I among some greats.

We ran into the bard himself, William Shakespeare, as I auditioned to be Mama Pig in a "Three Little Pigs" musical...

And what trip to SoCal would be complete without running into Jack Benny?

We even went to an audition in a church!  Loki was thrilled, as he finally had discovered a place where he didn't have to scream and demand and maim to get people to kneel.

With all the running around, caffiene has been sorely needed to refuel.  And so what better place to do that than at the chillest coffee spot with gorgeous cobra commander art on the wall?

Welcome.  To Moby's Coffee and Tea Company.

Where you can get coffee in mason jars, and you HAVE to try the "Sweet Lady Grey."  Trust me on this.

Say hi to Jennifer and Patrick when you get there, and be sure to check out the TARDIS teapot and various other nerdy gems settled throughout.  And seriously, everything is tasty, from the espresso to the smore'eo frozen drinks.

Well, I am off to try and un-screw my computer's audio.  I'd ask Loki to help, but he just waves his hands at it, then tells me his magic is being interfered with by the route of technology this primitive machine is based on.

Whatever.