Dear...*glances at Reeve apprehensively* town/village/city/place/area in which we happen to currently reside,

As pleased as I am to be visiting you, there are a number of ways in which you do not quite measure up to our last "permanent" (7 years ish?) residence in Beatty, NV. 

You are quite loud, Place.   After such a quiet empty yard around the house on the outskirts of a small desert town, being surrounded by such noise and swarms of people is hard on my ascetic style.  no desert to wander off into to be alone for a few days? what the hell Place.  seriously.

On the same note, since you are such a crowded place, Place- it is rather difficult for me to enjoy my favorite outfit- or lack there of.

As Mae would back me up with this, Place, you are clearly not warm enough.  Perhaps it is years of living so close to Death Valley, but you could try to put in a little effort to boost your temperatures just a little bit. 



I thought i had more to list here, but i've forgotten them now- the kiddos are being rowdy.  I will come back this to add to it.

PS: Place, you have good food.