Like the Red Hot Chili Peppers always sing about California.
Currently I’m in transit from Indiana, but somehow I’m not sure I could make that many odes to it.
I made a rare weeknight appearance at the ‘rents house, having dinner and letting my 15-year-old sister update my Facebook status and drive me around to important places, like Dairy Queen.
Heading back to the city where sleep awaits.
Have a good night, everyone.