Sometimes I feel like I repeat myself -- the beach, the dogs, the fog, the dogs, the lake, the remodel, and look! A coyote!

As the years cycle through, so do my thoughts, about how traffic here gets (way) worse each year, how Christmas is forced on us (way) too soon, and these days, about how you'd have to willfully ignore what you see and hear and feel and smell to say Los Angeles has no seasons.

OK, better now. Carry on.