That’s right, more bus. The back shelves are up.

Today had the added pleasure of most folks leaving at the wee hours for a 2 night camping trip plus the owners request the house in which were staying be tidied up since potential buyers are coming at 4:30. There’s always something happening right?

I’m sitting in the garage again. They asked for the bus to come back for a post-work and pre-trip look over. Plus the low coolant light came on yesterday during a super short drive. Inshallah the fluid simply needs to be topped off. Turns out a hose was loose. Ok done.

I picked up a hamburger and fries on the way home. Seriously I like the taste and seriously I like the calories. These work all day days mean too little food for Zeke. We don’t want him to waste away do we?

A classic rock day I guess. Jamie’s Crying at the garage and Small Town at the hamburger place. Now once upon a time the former was hard rock and the latter maybe

Get this: we can be born as late as July 1997 and order alcohol per the friendly screen saver on the cash register. Dang…. by ’97 I’d already effectively stopped rowing, married and returned to the Bay Area.