life_option cooper rasha For my birthday Brent took me to a cabin in Northern California that was in the middle of this pastoral valley, and I got really into the idea that if we could just move there- or someplace like there- then the two of us could stop being neurotic, unnecessarily psychologically tortured people. And this was even after we went to get dinner late one night from the gas station diner in town, only to discover that on Sundays it turned into some kind of thumping Spanish techno with a DJ who remained parked in his plastic chair, the only dancer on his floor a chubby four-year-old who gave a nonstop series of facial expressions loaded with twenty times the intensity of anything J. Lo has ever mustered. Even then, it seemed like a very peaceful and rejuvenating life option. 130208 what's it to you? who go blather from