Because the wheels are about to fall off.

Today’s theme is: Driving.

Or is it: Tired?

Driving Tired, maybe?

Tired of Driving?

That sounds about right.

I know I say I’ve driven a lot this week. It’s because I have. I’ve got to fill up the car with gas this morning. For the third time this week.

Yesterday I went to Fayetteville.

I didn’t want to go that late in the week because of Bikes, Blues, and Barbecue, but work conspired against me.

So, I made the best of the situation.

I had lunch with Shamrock and the D-Man. It was good to catch up with the boys while I ate a Cubano torta. After lunch, I took their portraits…

September 21

September 21

Then I met up with J-Bird and picked up a few comics from Rock Bottom Books.

And I met up with Sleep-Bee for pie.

All squeezed in around work.

What can I say? I’m a fucking pro.

Today is another day of driving. This time to get chickens.

The live kind. Not the fried kind.

I’m counting down to tonight. When I can be at my house for the next 48 hours.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC