I’ve been in San Diego for just over five weeks now, and life is radically different than I thought it would be. I guess I had certain kinds of expectations.

I have this theory that, by this time of year, spring friskiness and summer naïveté wear off.

So, I realize that a lot of you reading this blog entry might just be big-time Valentine’s Day-haters. Well… in a way, I am, too. But that isn’t going to keep me from arguing that perhaps there is something valuable in Valentine’s Day.