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It seems that California becomes the new Florida.
The thing is, if it turns out the citizens of the great State of California actually like low vehicle license fees, almost no property tax, decaying K-12 public education and the circus atmosphere of budgetary sleight-of-hand in lieu of responsible fiscal management, then my career is meaningless before I even graduate.
Only 15 percent of California residents say they know a lot about the state and local budget process, yet 68% say the public has an obligation to fix the budget through ballot measures; this is a little like someone visiting an art gallery, declaring “I don’t know art but I know what I like,” and then setting fire to all the pictures ... come to think of it, they do that, too.
What is this “weather” you write about, queried the California native who had never heard of such a thing.
He turned south just outside of Sacramento, set the cruise control at 83 (mph), leaned back against the comfortable sheepskin seat cover, and settled in to watch California’s beautiful Central Valley scroll by hour after hour as he headed for the City of Angels.
So apparently one does not get a California driver’s license merely by surrendering one’s out-of-state license, but rather by surrendering one’s license, showing one’s passport, successfully passing the 36-question written test and, at the state’s discretion, taking a driving test as well—all within 10 days of establishing employment and/or residency.
California, noonish, Monday.
Sam Berry turned left on to 29 heading north from Calistoga to Yountville, shivering as the spectral lights of oncoming traffic danced like tormented souls trapped in the cistern of fog that was a winter morning in California’s famed Napa Valley.
Thank god that California, being the liberal state that it is, has passed one of the nation’s first Medical Chocolate Laws.
“We are getting over 1 million calls a day at EDD.” [Edit: EDD = California’s Unemployment Office]
Jan Van de Boer worried that undefining the duck would result in his third strike.
Keesha figured she turned invisible while riding her bike on California streets; all they could see was a blur and something to pass with hostility.
On his visit to California, the Eskimo had a hard time explaining to anyone the concept of “a balmy 24 degrees,” much the same way he couldn’t understand how ice could form on the swimming pools when it was a scorching hot 61 degrees outside.
The System is breaking down.
Winter is soooooo last decade.
Bronwyn loved her sun-drenched, fruit-tree-laden neighborhood, she really did, but sometimes—usually by the fourth hour of Symphony in E for Weedwhackers, Leafblowers and Various Light Construction Equipment—she became nostalgic for the comparative peace of blaring salsa music, fire sirens and the occasional gunshot.
It’s going to be another perfect day in the Golden State.
The great thing about the beach in California is that even when it’s cloudy and rainy at the beach, it’s still The Beach in California, yo.
Sunny and perfect with a chance of afternoon sun-showers.
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