I went home for the summer, so, to answer the titular statement, I spent most of it cool-kicking it in rural paradise. While this did not afford me the opportunity to go to Lolla—and write a novella length review—or occupy myself with whatever the fuck the Stronghand has been doing, it has given me a few other avenues for which I may spend my days. As you can see from the picture, these included mostly drinking and not shaving. I tried to put my sentiments into words, but then I realized a picture is worth a thousand words—which would still bring me about 2000 under the Lolla play by play. All in all, it was a season of love.