Usual drill on the Tennessee run today. Just started a little later this time around, leaving me in the clusterfuck known as Nashville while the afternoon commuters started crashing into each other. Good times. Good times.
Now I'm holed up at the usual motel in Franklin, Kentucky where I'll need to get some sleep soon. Cheers.
Good night sweet dreams
ReplyDeletePaddle Faster if you hear Banjo Music!!!
ReplyDeleteI can't say that I recall whether or not my dreams were sweet, but there was no sign of this kid.
ReplyDeleteThat's a good thing too. I can't say that I have a purty mouth or anything, but my figure at the moment isn't all that much slimmer than Ned Beatty's. Eww.