Hitting the Open Road
Thursday, November 15th, 2007We’re heading to Washington DC for the weekend. When I get back on Tuesday, I’ll see if I can piss off the Barak Obama Supporters and the Christian Scientists.
We’re heading to Washington DC for the weekend. When I get back on Tuesday, I’ll see if I can piss off the Barak Obama Supporters and the Christian Scientists.
Came back from Oregon with a cold, which is why the lack of posts as promised. Proust and cats shall return soon.
Oregon is fantastic by the way. Pictures will be posted.

Sweden was fun but first, a PSA:
Kids, don’t ever fly standby to a foreign country. Hell, just don’t ever fly standby. If you really want to go somewhere, do yourself a favor, before you take the ride, buy the ticket. otherwise, expect to spend eight hours in Newark Liberty Airport, running form one gate to another trying to find a seat (or two) in the hopes that you might get where you want to go.
After twenty hours of flying, not flying, gate running and sitting and waiting, you’ll end up in a hotel, having to get a 3:30 AM wakeup call in the hopes that maybe you’ll get on a plane the next morning that is within driving distance of where you want to be. That’s no way to start or end a vacation, let alone both.
Now, a few loosely associated thoughts concerning Sweden:

Still in Texas, as you can see. We went out to the family farm the other day. it’s in a little town called Poteet, home to the largest plastic strawberry in America. While I helped dad-in-law fix a pump, Elvira took a few pictures of the farm.

Then it started to get dark.

Then the cats came out. Farm cats aren’t quite the camera divas that Lucy and Rupert are and wouldn’t hold still. This is the only shot i got that is even a little clear.