Let’s talk about extraction here for a little while. Extracting yourself from your chair after Thanksgiving dinner this year. Extracting yourself from a weird conversation at dinner with your uncle from Berkeley. The one that’s adamant about filling his Tesla with only the finest grass-fed, humanely raised, gluten-free, organic electrons available at the Supercharger outside of Whole Foods. Extracting yourself from a different conversation with your other uncle, who insists that he absolutely needs his F-450 because of its 6,000-pound payload capacity. Which he’ll never, ever, come close to actually needing. Extracting ourselves from what has been, for the most part, the strangest year we’ve ever experienced. It’s November now…we’re almost there! Read More