I'm good, Katie. I'm doing well. Everything is great. The world is a sunny place, and I'm

infused with optimism, and I don't like being sarcastic or cynical. Can you tell what

state I'm in? Florida. Close. I'm on the West Coast, Florida, which is California.

Oh, so are you in the hellscape that is San Francisco or Los Angeles?

People keep saying this, but it's very pleasant here. That's not what I've heard.

Jesse, that is not what I've heard. As soon as I mentioned on Twitter being in California,

people are like, oh my god, be careful. Jesse, be careful. It's so damn, and they've

been making sound like the entire Bay Area is a flaming wreck, which has not been my

experience. It's like, I don't know, as an earthy-stranger, you land here, and it's just

this like crazy paradise of weird ass trees and sunshine and people who are way too

happy. So I like it. Yeah, I mean, I guess it depends on where you are, you know, if

you're in Berkeley, there's probably a difference between being there in like the

tenderloin or Baker's Fields or Los Angeles, Skid Row. But I assume that you're when

you're going, you're getting the cheapest place possible. So you've set up a tent somewhere

in the tenderloin. Yeah, there's like this nice encampment under

underpass, and I'm trading editing services for drugs and so I'm talking a little while.

No, I mean, I'm providing the editing services or the drugs. Well, a little both. I mean,

I walked 10 miles all around San Francisco yesterday, and this is that very dumb style of like

faux journals and we're like, well, when I saw as the truth, most of it seems pretty normal.

Obviously, in like the mission, it seems a little bit rough, and there's obviously some

fucked up shit going on there. I do think there's maybe a little bit of a tendency sometimes

to exaggerate the fact that there's a few like really bad messed up areas. And also, I

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