I tried leaving California and hated Texas so much that I came back. I guess the weather makes all the other stuff tolerable.
The weather is definitely one of the few remaining pluses. I'm big on having fruit trees on my property, and where I live in the foothills, I get the option of growing a great breadth of different fruit. It's hot in the summer, so all citruses do well (and not quite cold enough in the winter to kill them). In the winter, I get enough "freeze hours" to grow the various stone fruit - peaches, plums, apricots, etc. Apples and pears do well here too, as do figs, olives, persimmons, pomegranates and almonds. Pretty much the only thing that won't survive our winters are most of the various tropical fruit. I know that if I eventually move out of state, I'll likely have to give up some types of trees.
I like being about to do stuff outside any day of the year, without dying of heat, cold or mosquitoes. Not defending any of the other stuff, but for my lifestyle, the weather's worth it. There's something like 4 other spots on Earth with similar climates: Perth, Western Australia; parts of the Mediterranean, west coast of South Africa; and parts of Chile. I may have to try one of those.
that's more or less where i'm at too my family came from Arlington heights Chicago and i was pretty young but definitely remember FL and the drive there and back we lived in St. Petersburg for a year plus and i sweat for the trips as well as the entire time living there we had a new house but slept inside under mosquito nets and i encountered every kind of creepy crawly you can think of loved it as a young boy but have never been able to seriously consider a humid climate since then i still intend to see the mountains of AZ since my nephew is intent on buying there but other than that i'm guessing Ventura county is where i'll land Ventura itself is almost too cold but maybe Camarilloish idk parts of Costa rica are really nice but the socialism is too strong and health care of any consequence is very expensive plus i still like people living out here i guess but for real i know i won't stay anywhere close to LA and these clowns like the area my school is in in Burbank but once again hipster white libs make it unlivable
You supposed to move up in life to leave the area of your world where your descendants fuck their sisters to one where they might fuck dudes. One fucks up the gene pool. One fixes the genetic deviation. You get to pick one. One is better than the other one. The more you pick the wrong one the more gays you gonna get. Of course theres two types. The ones that fuck their kin as the family or tribal or cultural tradition. And the ones that were forced into it to break their spirits like you do with horses, bulls and other big bucks. You don't want your big bucks to be free. Big bucks need to be under contract. Golden chains on that contract. Like a golden noose and a glass house for people to watch your every mistake. But how else you gonna squeeze the juice out of them big bucks and get your moneys worth? That's the black legend from Portugal and Spain. And how the Roman As became the god of the north. And the god of the north can buy the souls of men in the south. Because of the exchange rate. CA is no shithole. The problem is that you have been fed an degree of bullshit. If you wanted to live in Kentucky you could just moved to Fallbrook or something. Not as far and probably about the same bang for your buck. And you can just ignore any bullshit you don't like. I don't celebrate Christmas and holidays. People say I'm a curmudgeon. I say bah humbug it's my religion get away from me you merry gays. And if they get feisty I throw some moon and grove worship from the bible and woosh watch the flee in terror of my scripture droning power. I will drone or drown you in truth until you either run away or help drown out the lie. And the lie is that God won't save you in California. He will. Just not your god. Hes a doll. Can't do nothing but fall in an earthquake. My god can move mountains. And make the x wing rise from beyond the march. But you gotta know his sayings. His slang. Like a boomerang. That is how a prayer is. Like slang. Someone starts a joke. Another one finishes it. And someone else laughs. That's how you know. That your paper plane came back read receipt. Like a hammer that bounces back after every strike so you don't have to lift it just hammer down each time. It develops momentum.
NJ: I don't care if it rains or freezes, long as I got my plastic Jesus, Sittin' up there on the dashboard of my car.
I went to college in AZ. It's great there...except the summers which are not meant for human habitation.
Checks out. Bible says not to make idols out of wood, stone, clay. Said nothing bout plastic. That's the same logic I use about smoking tho. Congress shall make no law expanding big heaven.
It's upscale lake elsinore in case you dont know. It's where you go once you get your new full set. So you can look like you have all your teeth. Hopefully we can make the cut next year. We got fontucky smiles right now.