STP
Seth just messaged me from Centralia, WA. That means that in less than 6 hours, he rode about this far. Sheesh. In that time, I finished a mystery novel, went back to sleep, got up, fought with the washing machine, delivered a key to a friend to take care of Max, came in to work and wrote the FYI, and now am updating this. So I'd better get going; if he rides the next 90 miles in six hours, and I don't get home, get packed, and get going, he could conceivable beat me to Portland. Well, maybe not. I'd have to take four hours to pack and/or get stuck in some very, very bad traffic.
In any case, it's gorgeous out and I'm in the office on a Saturday, so I must hurry up and rectify that situation. I'd post a picture of the sky but I've never really understood that whole thing, and also: I want to get going. Happy weekend, everyone! See you on Wednesday or so.
In any case, it's gorgeous out and I'm in the office on a Saturday, so I must hurry up and rectify that situation. I'd post a picture of the sky but I've never really understood that whole thing, and also: I want to get going. Happy weekend, everyone! See you on Wednesday or so.