Well, the SOFA KING made me laugh once more, so nice work and thank you!

Isn't that weird, though? I always think I want to live out in the countryside. In the PNW, it's often the islands, like Whidbey, or some of the little San Juans, that I yearn after. Then I spend some time there and even while loving it, think, "Huh. Do I really want to live in a place with survivalists camping in the backwoods?" I go to the Utah desert to go rock-hunting, and spend half my time thinking how stunning that desert is and the other half downright amazed by the amount of trash, beer cans, broken bottles, and signs full of bullet holes.

Not that the city is any more sane, come to think of it.