Just a quick note before the office shuts down.
Graceland and Memphis today. Great day. I’ll be writing more tonight, but it won’t go in until tomorrow morning.
Thanks to everyone who’s been reading, and particularly to those who’ve been emailing me, it’s wonderful to hear from you.
By the way, it’s hotter than hell in August here. I’m scared of what it’ll be like when it gets to _be_ August here…
I already mentioned the problem with long drives–plenty of time to think of great things to say, but they leave my tiny head before I get a chance to write them down. Another problem is that I keep rolling into campsites at one, two, maybe three in the morning, and really don’t feel like doing…
Finally back in Newport. Or, more precisely, just north of Newport, still on the coast, in Lincoln City. Since the trip home is looming on the horizon, I’ve been looking ahead to the best route back east. “Best” meaning the fewest, easiest hills (for Roberta Verona) and no damn deserts (an imperative of my own)…
Well, I’m still in Newport. Apparently, getting an existential imperative to get out has little practical weight when compared to the necessities of laundry, full holding tanks, and an RV full of junk just tossed around over the past week. And when I told them I was staying one more night, they told me that…
Back in the desert again. It was a chilly 110 in Barstow today, and the locals are breaking out the wool and flannel as nighttime temperatures are expected to plummet into the high 80’s. Honestly, I have no idea how people live here, much less seem to be able to look at it as being…
Last update from the road, but only just barely. So why the hell would I stop in Asheville, about 50 minutes from home? Damned if I know, talk to Roberta Verona, it was her idea. The last mechanical problem, that “missing,” or just not wanting to take the gas uphills, particularly after running for awhile,…
Well, Mark is going to kill me. Late last night, there was an addition to the clan. Mark had barely learned to tolerate Scout when Kato showed up, and now… He doesn’t have a name yet. Cats will usually name themselves if you give them the chance (although if he keeps clawing at the laptop,…