It's been a lo-o-o-o-ng time since I frequented these parts.
Lord knows just getting the access credentials was an ordeal. Truth be told, I'd almost forgotten I had even done this. PTSD works in amazing and untold ways.
And then the question is, as it so often is with things Bako... why?
Blame it on Liberace.
Which, when you think about it, can cover a wide variety of subjects
My partner had referenced the above image of Lee in all his patriotic glory and I said "I think I posted that on the old blog". Which lead to "the old blog", which lead to "Oh that was kinda fun", which lead to "Can we maybe print it out and memorialize it?" Which lead to... this.
And by "memorialize" it, I'm by no means thinking it's like the "Diaries of Anne Frank", it's more like an AllState quote for a bad accident on the 99. Something in print that would stand up in court on "The People's Court".
And so here we are, nearly 8(!) years later.
Life is good.
We've lost some family, gained some family, changed careers and moved. And we have grown and thrived despite the odds and despite being... "Lost in Bako".
And to the good people of Bakersfield, thank you for welcoming us and hosting us, even though you were aware of doing neither. We wish you well and hope never to see you again.
I'm sure the feeling is mutual*.
Peace out.
* As we head into the Halloween season I'm reminded that the neighborhood kids were warned to "avoid the gays". 'Nuf said.
