Art of the Odd

I’m sitting in a Prius, at a Chevron outside Vegas, under a sign that reads “Terrible Resort and Casino,” and blogging on NovySan’s phone.

We’ve come 250-odd miles, and seen two possibly/probably fatal wrecks on clear, dry roads. Doesn’t scare me, though - so long as we keep paying attention.

When I realized I’d forgotten to do a post today.

NovySan and I went to Trader Joe’s and loaded up on road snacks this afternoon. Tomorrow, we’ll pick up the rental car, pack and put everything by the front door, ready to go Tuesday morning. (The snacks are already there, and we’ve done all our laundry — and put it away!) Then, Tuesday after work, off we go to Wyoming for Thanksgiving. Mom’s made cornbread for stuffing (and then she and the family ate it all, so now she has to make more), and they’ve bought the turkey. We’re bringing whiskey and the aforementioned snacks.

Now if only the weather will hold…

(Edited to add: I just commented to NovySan that this is a very boring post. He suggested I mention that I’m still blogging naked. While I’m at it, I’ll mention that I did blog clothed yesterday, thus proving that I have not yet forgotten how.)