Wow! So many great posts in this thread. I especially like the one by MachoMan (Damn you, spellchecker!) You should write a book; at least a pamphlet . . .
Mother, I really think you need to think things through very carefully and take this in slow steps.
First, you need to have a good cry. I recommend watching this video on your new home entertainment system . . . forty times oughtta do.
When I say “cry”, I don’t mean “a few tears well up in your eyes”; I mean bawl like a baby, throw your head back and wail, tear out a few patches of hair, beat yourself over the head with your motorcycle helmet (left hand) and wok (right hand) alternating.
Doesn’t that feel better? :neutral:
Now , look over at your Chrissmuss tree, gaze at a picture of your lovely daughter, turn the picture of your wife to the wall (you can omit this step if you still like her), and crank up this video. It’s time to dance! :discodance:
No! Don’t dance like THAT! You look like you’re drivin a tractor! Go back to the first video and learn a few moves. Heck! You might as well get your surfboard outta the closet and step aboard! Four or five hours of Good Vibrations should put you in the mood.
Next, roll yourself a fat one. Sing along and Enjoy!
Maybe you shouldn’t try to sing so loud if you don’t know the words.
This one has easier lyrics.
Is this the way you remember California? Me too! It’s OK if you want to dance some more or even cry a bit more.
This one’s fun! Open up your window. Smell that ocean air!
See how loud you can sing the OOOOOOOEEEEEEE! OOOOEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOEEEEEEOOOOOOOEEEE!
Get your wife and girl in their bikinis. See if they can gogo like the girls in this one. If the wife and kid are out, point the speakers outside, and look for some willing neighbors.
Put up a few posters in your new “California Room”; beach to the left, waves dead ahead, and a big Woodie to the right.
Close your eyes. You are home.