Monday, November 19, 2007

Write On

I haven't blogged in a while because I've been preoccupied with the writer's strike. (As a writer on strike, that seems reasonable). If you're interested at all, I implore you to check out LAist, for whom I've been filing a report "from the front line" nearly every day.


In the meantime, here are some firsthand photos:






















Sunday, October 14, 2007

Race For A Cure

This morning, Gina got up at 6am and ran a half-marathon in Long Beach! That's 13.1 miles! Not only did Gina acheive the amazing acomplishment of completing the race. She also raised over $2,500 for The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society. Thank you friends!

Gina's been training for several months with a group called Team in Training. They abbreviate their organizations' name as T.N.T. But we all know that it should be T.I.T.


Several bands played along the course. I saw this band doing a Credence Clearwater Revival song...
And I saw this band do a song by the Cure...

Volunteers were giving free massages at the end of the race. The line was almost as long as the half-marathon.
I found this row of port-o-pottys very photogenic. I also found it funny that there was a homeless guy peeing in the bushes right behind them.

Here's Gina (in purple) rapidly approaching the finish line.

Gina finished the race in 2 hours and 55 minutes! Great job Gina!

Saturday, October 13, 2007

Welcome home Daisy!

Right before taking her home:
The drive home:
On her wee-wee pad. Pee already!!
Relaxing on the hammock:
I'm thirsty!Her favorite toy:Her 2nd favorite toy!

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Saturday, September 29, 2007

Gina Verdugo

For those of you that have known me for a while know that I respond to the name Verdugo. You see, my last name is Vadurro. Since getting married it's Vadurro-Seifert. But for over 35 years I was Gina Vadurro, and a few select friends chose to call me Verdugo.

Fascinating piece of information, I know.

Anyway, you can imagine my excitement when I read that a new watering hole has opened up in Glassel Park called none other than...(drum roll please)....Verdugo!

It's like it was named after meeeeee!

Not really, but a girl can dream.