Tonight, I find myself in California. I don't often find myself in California. Yet here I am. In California. Which is west of where I usually am. Hence the title of this posting.

This post has no real point, except to exist as a blog post from California. It adds a sense of the exotic. You know where you sit in the world when you think of California as exotic. In the past, I've found myself regretting being in parts of the world that aren't Utah (read: Idaho), and leaving no electronic record of my exploits.

Allow me to ramble on a bit. I just got a new (used) laptop. Thus, I stand in this "shed" that I'll be sleeping in tonight, connected on my own computer via a wireless connection. This shit's bananas. Good bananas.

I spent ten hours in a car with six other people today. And yet I've remained in remarkably good spirits. Any time you can get seven people together, never more than ten feet from one another, for nearly 24 hours, without a single dramatic standoff, hurt feelings, or anything other than laughter and bemused silences, I count as successful day.

I'm ending now because the directionless nature of this post could lend itself to several more paragraphs of increasingly incoherent bullshit. Before I go, allow me to give a shoutout to my good friend, Eli, who has just started his new blog, Modern Revelation! Check it.