It's close to my bathroom. It's close to the kitchen. (So why did we take a cooler out with us? Cause we can, obviously.) There's no driving involved. And the BBQ, while cooking meat five feet from me, smells wonderful.
Bad things about the patio. We have to crank the Sirius radio from inside, which makes me nervous. I don't want to be those neighbors. Luckily, the Lithium station is awesome enough that only a super lame-o would complain at 5 pm on a Sunday. Not concerned. Also, an animal somehow had its way with the area surrounding the patio, so now and then we get a lovely whiff of excrement. Mmmm. Pass the sausage, please.
Luckily the pros outweigh the, shall we say, shiity negatives. I have my boy. I have my sorghum based beer (Redbridge), which allows me to feel like I'm participating in what should be lauded as probably the most drink-a-beer-on-the-patio-and-enjoy-spring day we've had this year. Sigh, just another rough day in Cali.
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