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Summer vacation has long at last arrived at the House of Tystad. With it has come all of the hopes and excitement of a season almost entirely unencumbered by schedules and deadlines, to-do lists and routines. Following the traditional school schedule allows both students and adults the pleasure of casting off the shackles of a long and demanding school year and joyfully transitioning to a well-deserved break from the ordinary. Every day of summer can and should be a new adventure, so long as the sunscreen is plentiful and the bug spray is DEET-free.
The creative mind runs wild with the possibilities of what a summer day can hold. Nature enthusiasts plot their paths through the forest, sporting types pump their bike tires and arrange backyard ball games, and homeowners from coast to coast dig and mow and till until nightfall. It's nothing short of breathtaking to think of an entire country's populace coming alive under the warmth of the summer sun.
And so, in keeping with the long-standing summer tradition of all proud citizens of Los Angeles - or, in this case, proud Los Angeles expatriates - we shall vacate the House of Tystad and go to the movies. Exercising our God-given right to spend time in a darkened and air-conditioned movie theater is one that must be cherished and practiced frequently, especially during this all-too-brief season of the summer blockbuster. Matinee prices are simply Hollywood's whispered message to come early and come often.
So, out of our way, joggers. Step aside, sightseers. Our showtime draws near. And we need to get this out of the way before it's time to light the bar-b-que and contemplate which Netflix movie we'll be watching tonight. There's only so much summer, you know. And you've got to make the most of it.