That is right kiddos – driving – driving – driving all the way down to my old haunts. And evidently the map maker has decided that instead of 860 miles . . . it has actually turned into somewhere around 928 miles. Now – I’m not sure how this driving trip could possibly be made to be any more miserable – but I am hedging towards adding miles being near the top of the list of ways to squeeze out that last bit of displeasure from the old driving tube.
Anyway – Irving and I will try to keep you posted on all of the fun things in life – next week – but since there all of the internets have vamoosed from the old headquarters – it will be a bit of a trick.
Hold onto your seats – all will be swell.