Friends,
The weather up here in my little burg, the village that makes the gods smile, has been atrocious. Cold, to below freezing, but warming to melt the mess to a sloppy goo. People in other, sloppier parts of the world have experienced worse, but I haven’t. This is the biggest pile of mess that I’ve seen since I’ve been here. It’s lovely though in a weathery sort of way. Imagine if you will that you’re in Southern California and you’re able to experience four actual seasons. It’s true here.
The government of this once great State of California will soon kill our way of life with extreme prejudice (and taxes). In the meanwhile, please do what you can to come to this currently fine place and enjoy all we have on offer. Next month it’ll be gone. Or very expensive.
Your best pal in the whole world,
– bob