Yeah, I don't think they're leaving. Like, ever. They found out about what it's like not living in a city, and they don't seem to want to go back.

And if you get too old, you can't connect with your old friends without a Ouija board.

Seriously though, I worry about retirement. Work is like, 90% of where I socialize.

A blue Ford truck in central Vermont. That's a needle in a haystack.

Something tells me it's going to be nessisary on Sunday night.