Four seasons my sweet ass.
I walked Trevor this morning and it was grey and ugly. The temperature was all of 46 - so I know it isn't winter any more. But the overcast was omipresent, the gutters were disgusting and I still needed a big old jacket.
However, the trees across the way had flowers blooming on them.
As Zela would say, wooooooo -pe.
Is that what people new to LA mean when they whine "I miss the seasons"? Cuz, I gotta tell you, the seasons suck butt.
Memo to the man upstairs, grey is not the new black!