A true story from a rough week. The window into the soul of a man really does run through the contents of his stomach.

If you ever drive on Interstate 5 in California, between Sacramento and WIlliams, you will drive by both Arbuckle and College City. This is their song.

Whenever I am at a loss for words and I'm just not sure what to say, I think about how control is an illusion and I say "Ya-ta-hey."

I grew up in Redding, California. That part of Northern California is more like Alabama than it is San Francisco. Hence, it could be called "Calibama."