I received a wrong-number text Saturday night that read, “Hey Carlos, are we picking up Jen before or after church.” So I replied, “Before.”Yesterday, after I zipped past this house in Silverlake, I hit the brakes and backed up, realizing this was Year-Round-Christmas-Decoration House, now in its temporarily in-season glory.
Here’s to all the folks who ring in the holidays on the strength of their bipolar disorder. You are crazy good.
