You Chuck Wagon Autopilots,
We’re flying to California tomorrow, and here’s why:
It’s going to be warm, the weather man tells us, which is why we spared his life… THIS time. To understand why his life was in jeopardy at all, you need to have been in New York City for the last couple months.
Will post images of our second-degree sunburns.
Next week: Austin, TX, home to 6th Street, an actual real-world green river of margarita.
Will post video of marg-induced garbled descriptions of temporary epiphanies.