My Only Friend, The End

So. Our apartment is brand-spanking clean (or possibly sterile), clothes are packed, food and dishes are scattered about the kitchen for last-minute tending to, and I'm trying to read as much of my book as possibly before the car sickness sets in for the next seven weeks.

The plan is to leave at some ungodly hour of the morning (though still after the sun has risen, thank the lord) and drive in the general direction of Telluride, CO, i.e. southwestish. A new, possibly joint blogging venture should commence in the not to distant future and I will keep this updated as to how that can be found.

It's been real, Colorado.