>Friggin’ Montana

>This was me 24 hours ago, at times almost waist-deep in the surf, soaking up rays, enjoying the sights and sounds and smells of Pacific Beach in San Diego.

A little people watching, then some reading — just a whole lot of glorious relaxation in 80 degree weather.

Now, besides coming home to a house full of stinky friggin’ dogs, this is the scene outside my window this very moment.

Montana, I call bullshit.

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