In the back of my head, I’ve been trying to figure out the comic possibilities of California versus Massachusetts. Of course, the hack potential of “them versus us” is gi-normous. But, nonetheless, it’s on my mind as I think whether or not I should move there. So, the hack risk may be mitigated by the truth of it.

Basically it boils down to nice/happy – rude/neurotic/happily miserable. These elements are also the defining points of my relationship with M. Guess which one of us is neurotic.

As I worry about losing my “edge” to happiness, I do note one thing. It is much fucking better to be late meeting someone at the airport (not very late, his bag hadn’t come out yet), who is on the take it easy, be happy don’t worry, Cali side of things. M. may very well be the first man I have ever dated in which the 20 minute drive from the airport was NOT dominated by the unanswerable “How could you be late?” Failure to berate is not a bad edge to lose.