Will Rogers State Beach is a cruisy gay beach, always lots of people and lots of fun.

I stared at the wheel, debating, the room spinning from alcohol, my newfound financial cojones, and pure rage at Victoria, who was so far beyond bitch-eating-crackers territory by now.

Energy has seldom been found where we need it when we want it. Ancient nomads, wishing to ward off the evening chill and enjoy a meal around a campfire, had to collect wood and then spend time and effort coaxing the heat of friction out from between sticks to kindle a flame.

The best bit is the most obscure: When Vivien announces her plans to stay temporarily with a local antiques dealer, Ethel Mae Potter, only “Lucy” obsessionists may recognize Ethel Mertz’s maiden name.