Traversing the Arm Pit of California

We revisit some old classic stories and share our perspective gigs from Bass Lake to Bakersfield. From... The double Tree to the bungalow. From my eyes to your, general vicinity, recognizing you from a far but not like looking at any specific part of you; like, "Oh, hey there's so and so I, you know, 'see you' or whatever" sort of way, you know?
anywho, my dad needs to use the phone so I've got to go, Hope I see you soon! have a great summer!