My booking is done here, and I’m booked back in a couple weeks. Â So I thought maybe I’d go find a river in a national forest and enjoy some peace and solitude, but it seems that every national forest is full of very drunk men around here. Â Crazy. Â So I also needed to go a bit south and visit my mechanical friend for some idler arm replacement (and tie rod, maybe? Â It moves where they attatch, I can’t tell if it’s both or just one). Â Visiting that friend is more fun when a stripper friend (who happens to be here) comes with me. Â But she missed a flight and her cars in some other state. Â So we hatched up a plan that involves visiting our mutual friend and then working next weekend in the next state over and then coming back here.
So. Friend time. But no river time.