Groovin' at 70 mph on I-55
Man, yesterday was one longish day. Kristen and I had put about 14 hours on the road the day before, and it was sort of a short night. I woke about 6:00 a'm', and it was pretty early when we arrived on campus.
The day was hot, maybe close to 100 degrees late in the day. No elevator in the dorm, and so we had to hump her stuff up a couple flights of stairs. Ow!
Just this moment I'm in a Hampton Inn in Gulfport, sucking down coffee and danish and listening to the news of a big hotel bombing in Baghdad. Whatta mess.
Time to shower and jump in the car. Think I'll haul out some Nilsson.
Drivin' along at fifty-seven thousand miles an hour...