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Where is the sun?

As a traveling Woodchuck I come to Sunny California for the sun. I'm here and there is no sun. Just how is furry little woodland creature suppose to sun themselves like a lizard on a flat rock with no sun?
Today on the weather they said snow down to 500 feet on Friday. WTF, am I back home or what? Right now it's 48 degrees where I'm located. I want the sun.

The beach is very nice down here in nonsunny California, I'm in Pacifica, CA. And having fun looking out my hotel window and not being able to go play outside.

So what is it about people that live at the beach in CA? I asked someone for directions and they told me that "I live on the beach, I don't know" Now this would not be anything special, except that it just happened a month ago in La Jolla. So, if you live on the beach you have no brain function, or did they just inhale it away?

I'm now off to find some Hops and Barley that has been mixed with water to create the sweet nectar of Hop heads everywhere.

Woodchucks on the move, be advised.


Ok, this is my friend the Squirrel, I don't have pictures of me.

Comments

Kelsgarden said…
strangely that DOES look like squirrel
11:43 PM
Travel said…
I left Sacramento one bright sunny morning, it was about 90 degrees, two hours later I was on the beach in San Francisco and it was 48 degrees with a 20 mile-per-hour wind and light rain. Very strange weather in warm sunny California.

TR
10:05 AM
Anonymous said…
Hey now, I'm up to a buck fifty...

Switching to Porters & Stouts has giving me more of what Squirrels need to grow big and bushy.
6:18 PM
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