Midst trip through CA hotspots.
Minimal time to post.
Will try anyway.
Familiar warm winds. Relatives and frozen water pipes. Traffic and Mexican food. Harp players and Waldorf zealots. Bloody poodles and ferocious rotweilers. Desert stars from the back of a pickup truck. Wine country and incompetent bank tellers.
Disclaimer: This is not intended to be poetic, entertaining, lyrical or even readable. I just felt I should post before boarding another plane.
I should have, however, just sent you here to check out my Simulated Self in action, selling flowers. It's far more palatable.