West Coast Bound. Plus, the End of America

After work tonight, Ana and I are getting on a plane to head to my grandma's funeral in LA. Leave it to the best grandma in the world to give us a break from DC winter, and also a chance to see Martina for a couple days.


In other sad news, Poloroid is ceasing to exist. Real Poloroid, that is.

BONUSBONUSBONUS Grandma at 20: