Sitting in a car, for too long.

This weekend we drove to Southern California. I was reminded again of why I don't like it. There's no chance in hell you can live there without a car. Everything is spread-out, dirty and the smog is everywhere. And it's depressing as all hell. The air of the failed dreams of the entertainment industry is so thick you can step in it. In fact, I almost did. Getting out of the car outside of Ameoba on Sunset, I nearly stepped in a giant pile of diahrreha.

I hate it there.