Dropping off wifesy this morning was quite the experience.  California is a new home-base for me and there are several thing about it that I didn’t know.  For 1) TUMBLE-FECKIN’-WEEDS.  When I was a kid growing up, the only tumbleweeds I ever saw were in old western movies.  I had no idea what they were.  They looked like big rolls of brown, cotton candy, and they always seemed to roll through town when something ominous was going to happen. But, tumbleweeds in California are like pigeons in New York city.  They are everywhere to the point where if you didn’t know, you’d assume they owned the place.  Wifesy tells me they are sage brush.  Dried out, sage brush, I suppose.  Never mind that I…