spatch

Fuck, I'm out. Consider me gone for a few days. Probably be back late Sunday or Monday. Of course we can't afford it. That's not the point. What is the point is that we need a recharge. So off we go. Hold down the fort.

I am looking very forward to some early morning driving, especially down my favorite laconic two-lane highway where the railposts on the side of the road look like picket fences.

Later.