Drug Shipments and Me

It isn't very often, in my job, that I get to tell people, "I need you to do this for me now because there's a drug shipment waiting at the airport that isn't going to get loaded on the plane until I close this investigation." This is fortunate, because the other side of the equation is the folks breathing down my neck wanting 5 minute updates on why I haven't closed the investigation yet. For the last year and a half the situation I'm investigating wasn't important enough to ping anyone's radar, and then suddenly .... Well, it's all finished up now, but it made the week a bit too exciting.

Restaurant Review: Cesars on Piedmont

scotica came over for a belated birthday dinner, enabling me to shanghai her and the downstairs tenant into helping me cart the new grill up to the deck. (It comes unassembled and I was carrying it up in pieces, but the main grill unit still needed at least two people.) Then we went off to Cesars on Piedmont, the sister-restaurant to the tapas place I ate at before the Bryn Terfel concert in April. ( Read more... )