Frozen Tundra

Well Hello,
It recently came to my attention that San Francisco, for most of the year, is just too agreeable. It's making me hippy soft. Not good. So, I climbed out of my joyfully static state and jumped ship to Fallon. Where it is (-) degrees much of the year; tough. It also is the same city and building that houses Daniel Burke; near impossible. I imagine this will make me a better person, or at least grant me super powers.

You may be reading this and asking yourself- so how does this benefit me? Fair enough. If you live in NYC, I will now be forced to visit your vile concrete slab once or so a month. I will invariably buy you some drinks or trinkets. Boon to you. For the rest of you with the good sense not to live in Satans' Whale Eye, you now have a adviser to steer you successfully through such thorny topics as- Why do people ice fish? Isn't Prince from Minnesota? What is it like to live so close to North Dakota (does it even exist?), and other hot-wire topics of the day.

So, I think we can all agree this is the best thing for us. Well done. I knew we could do this.


P.S.
Oh, and about the blog belonging to me- that's just silly- but YOU posting every now and again would be ice dragons.