Oh, these tangled webs…

My booking is done here, and I’m booked back in a couple weeks.  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.  Crazy.  So I also needed to go a bit south and visit my mechanical friend for some idler arm replacement (and tie rod, maybe?  It moves where they attatch, I can’t tell if it’s both or just one).  Visiting that friend is more fun when a stripper friend (who happens to be here) comes with me.  But she missed a flight and her cars in some other state.  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.