Aren’t we still under construction?
Seems silly to be posting when we’re supposed to still be constructing this thing, and clearly have no idea what we are doing. But Hedon is making me write this. She doesn’t want to look like a post hog.
So, it’s damned hot here. I just ate a crappy Flying J meal. We’re going to have to leave soon to go get our load. Downloaded a ton of updates for my MacBook Pro. And I have yet to figure out how to get the new e-mail addresses set up in my e-mail client. IMAP, POP, incoming, outgoing, blah blah blah. If this were ten years ago I would be happily learning away. But now I’m old, cantankerous, stuck in my ways and generally unwilling to put myself out much. I can practically feel my synapses grunting to fuse shut all open paths.
At least the dog (Maggie) is cute. She’s curled up beside me on the bunk, snoozing.