It’s raining. Gobs of rain thrown from heaven without the slightest regard for my driving safety. People in California can’t drive in the rain. Well, anyway…

Went to reno to share some time with the love of my life, and now we’re in that disconcerting “betweentime” in which we wait and remember and imagine and wait and think and write and wait and remember and try to get everyone used to the idea of a Lance in love. Shocking stuff really.