Have you ever had one of those days where you have this vague feeling of dread, like something bad happened that you don’t know about, or it’s happening? I've felt like that since last week, ever since I figured out what a big production the West Coast Museum Tour was going to have to be if I want to get to all of the best West Coast museums. I put all of the different museums onto an iCal calendar and quickly realized that it's going to take nearly a month to see all of the museums that haven't already been trimmed from the itinerary. I have a laptop, so it's not like I won't be able to write in the evenings. It's just that the planning is going to be more complicated than I had thought it would be, and I'm horrible at planning. I mean, just thinking about booking all of the hotels is freaking me the hell out. And it's going to cost a ton of cash just in hotels and restaurants. Worst of all, it looks like I'm going to be sending most of my time in California, and I live in California. That seems pretty lame. What I'm thinking about doing now is reducing the California part of the West Coast Museum Tour to only ten museums, maybe even nine. I know that this means I'm going to miss some museums that I shouldn't, but I can't bear the thought of spending a chunk of my vacation driving around Southern California.