Best phonebooth ever

Just got back from a long and fresh nightscoot.  The stars were out.  Cassiopeia was inverted, and Orion was on his side, but it was good to see old friends.  My scoot hates humidity, is indifferent to heat, and loves the cold.  Feels perfect to zip around long curvy roads overlooking Sog harbor at night.  I'll miss that one day.  The two mini-mil-bases in town are still fully overmanned, geared up and twitchy.  And apparently I need to eat more vegetables.