Minty

I'm putting mint on everything.

Is it a problem? No. Why would it be.

Cheese Tortilla Honey Mint. Warmish.

California is cold. I mean my house is cold because its kind of a pool house, and the windows are made of plastic resilient material more commonly seen in the construction of beach balls. It's not as cold as NY will be when I go home to visit in two days. But Sheldon Steinfeld is picking me up from La Guardia, driving all the way from Long Island where he goes on the weekends, and he has promised/threatened to be carrying a plethora of winter clothes to keep me from freezing from the walk to the car from the airport. In addition he will be most likely toting food items on his person because a trip in the car does not happen unless there is a some multi grain brown bread in one pocket and dairy free mozzarella something something in the other.

When we get home to Brooklyn, because I guess that's home, the house will be freezing, the heater never rising above 66 degrees. In the morning Sheldon will go out to the store and get pumpernickel bagels and lox and avocados instead of cream cheese.
And he's going to ask me about living in LA and school and how an MFA translates to cash money.

I won't really know what to say, but I'll try and mostly have a kind of glazed catatonic look, as will my dad cause that's where I got it from.