I had forgotten how brown, hazy, and bleak it is in Southern CA during the roasting inland summer. I’d compare it to the way Iowa looks in winter really (except for the haze). I’d also forgotten about traffic at all hours and in all places. I’ve slipped right back into the routine of listening to talk radio, checking the traffic reports to limit my pain. My rage at California politics is back in full swing as I listen and seethe at the radio…wondering how this state will survive the massive (and always growing) strain that illegal immigration has put on its infrastructure.
You can take the kid out of California….(you know the rest).