I’m somewhere in GA, off I-20, but it just occured to me I couldn’t tell you what town this is. The Atlanta sprawl crawls out like kudzu, and it will eventually blanket the South if left unchecked. I’m coming home today, but I have a lot to do first- things like put pants on, admire Soledad O’Brien for another 24 minutes, find the other sock, and pull the plastic La Quinta blanket over my head one more time for a snooze.
I’m hoping for a Super-banging expose on Detroit and other Yankee stuff from Dr. D. If I get something I will post it immediately. I love having company at the Circus.
Quote of the year from one of my so-called friends…
Juancho- “I think I’ll have a new bike soon if all goes as planned”.
Jerk-off- “Good, maybe you’ll get back into riding”.
This is how I’m treated while the Dragon clings to life in ICU.
Life working on the road is hard I tell you, Soledad’s calling.