I am evil. I know I am evil, but I can’t help it. In fact I take a fiendish glee in being evil. I wasn’t always evil; it just came upon me about six years ago. That’s when I moved from the frozen tundra of
I remember my last day working at the airport up in
Three days later, from the back of my friend, Tom’s boat, harbored in the
Sometimes I would just causally mention, how it was 82, and sunny; after they told me they just got 15 inches of snow, other times I would complain that we were going through a cold spell, and we would hit a low of 55, with only a high temperature of 72, just to hear the responses I would get from them. There is something about living in paradise that brings out the a-hole in a guy.
If you life up north, and want to bring out your inner a-holeness, I have a guest room. Give me a call.
Did I mention we are going through a cold spell? It got down to 52 last night! Brrrr. I’m going to put on my flannel pj’s tonight.