The Road

A morning meeting in Newmarket, three hours west. You learn as you wrinkle there are morning people and there are middle-of-the-night-get-in-the-car-drive-to-Florida people. I like dawn being part of my morning person lifestyle. Dawn is an hour and a half away.

While I am enjoying the delights of the rental car – ooooh, a grey Taurus – why not perhaps comparable partake of the delights of the archives? The link usually sits down to the lower right. Today, you can enjoy the past, my past, right here ordered by date and topic for your perusing pleasure. 1616 posts of pure time waste. 22 months of my life – gone. Find the dullest or the wrongest post.