I have about six articles written, but none are complete, there is a piece of me in each version and they are all shite. No, I am not looking for pity, I just realize I hate writing about Monterey. It's like writing about TGB. Every word sounds like a rejected line from Love Actually.
In the meantime, Dexter is staring at me with his daddy, a turtle is peeking his head out look.
Coffee is finally brewed.