I've just written a bunch of stuff nobody would want to read. Twice. I'll just summarize. The past few weeks have left me in a dark hole, dank and deep. And so. . . .
If you can still laugh, feel yourself lucky. If you are enjoying any part of your life, feel fortunate.
I'm only laughing in my sleep. If I could become a somnambulist, I would. This waking life has got me down.
That's enough of that.
That is not Key West. It has to be somewhere on the coast south of L.A. They've just stuck the lettering on it.
Apparently somebody wishes they all could be California girls.