How I LOVE thee.
Let me count the ways…
I’ll start with spelling you distinctly.
C-A-L-I-F-O-R-N-I-A
Sometimes on your way to go rock climbing,
it snows in the desert.
Sometimes, you can manage to tan on the beach,
and ski in the mountains,
IN THE SAME DAY.
The Joshua Tree. Perfectly unique creation that you are.
Clothing is somewhat optional in the desert we call home.
Everything M-E-X-I-C-A-N. It’s really Mexico anyway…
And specifically, that time when a full scale 20 piece Mariachi band blew up the dining hall of a Los Angeles restaurant at lunch hour, with the most amazing version of Stevie Wonder’s SIR DUKE imaginable.
SIR DUKE. Live. Mariachi style.
Unanticipated musical guest over my Chicken Mole.
Just take that dining surprise in for a moment -
and sit with it. YESSSS.
So what? You’re telling me that your standard lunch outing was never a surprise Stevie WONDER Mariachi bomb?
Best Chicken Mole Ever. I’ll be back someday.
C-A-L-I-F-O-R-N-I-A
Right back where I started from.
You make me smile.
When I’m away, I miss you always.
EVERY. SINGLE. DAY.