Or to be more precise, O Santa Ynez Valley!
I have a new job working for a large bureaucracy, but I can’t tell you more than that because I signed something or other swearing me to secrecy. I haven’t worked in many large institutions, and my head is spinning with wonder. If you take the one bureaucracy I’m in and multiply it by the number of bureaucracies worldwide…well, don’t do it. Your head will explode.
The Scout is carrying on without me—most recently in the Santa Ynez Valley. One of my favorite places evah.
When The Scout called me from The Hitching Post, I groaned out loud.
He had a pork chop, but I have a paycheck.