Well, folks, I’m gonna be sorta kinda outta pocket here before too awful long. Moving in about 3 weeks; I’ll be driving around then (you folk commuting the San Antonio/San Marcos corridor keep an eye peeled for a nervous sweaty guy driving 30 or so mph on the frontage road. he’ll be in either an old volvo 240 - you’ll recognize it ‘cause all the hippy bumper stickers will be missing, or else and ancient mercedes - which you’ll recognize because it’ll be going even more slowly than one would otherwise expect and belching out diesel fumes. You see a car matching that description - give the guy WIDE berth.) and, what with one thing an another, and living outta boxes till we unpack, I won’t be able to sun myself on the warm stone that is LGF for a little while.

Once I’m settled in and have buried myself like a tick in small-town life, I’ll stop by to gloat and encourage others to undertake a RADICAL downsizing now to build wealth and have a real life worth living in the meantime. - Said the rightist.