Travel Safely, Asshat

So T and I went south for a few days this week, to deliver a karaoke machine (Thanks, A) to my cousin.

T stayed up for 24 hours to drive us down there, because I am a spoiled princess and driving in the city makes me have an aneurysm.

We drove through the part of my state that was submerged in 10 feet of water not too long ago, and that was weird. Trees, trash, couches, chairs, what looked like a bear (and was probably something far less interesting) tires and general crap was everywhere along the highway. The rivers were swollen and coffee colored. The trees were stripped of leaves (I know it's winter but we're big on evergreens out here, people) half way up, showing where the water was.

Weird. Surreal.

T, being totally exhausted, was enjoying things like seeing a car being towed backwards, yet not seeing the tow truck and exclaiming "is that car driving backward? Oh my god!", seeing a moving truck with a mattress and two furniture dollys strapped to the back and saying "is that a backpack on that truck?".

We made it safely.

There was lots of eating, lots of singing, a trip to what I refer to as 'mecca' (A used bookstore with multiple floors that covers an entire city block), lots of waling, a successful ride on a city bus, and some really, really good sleep. Also, I got to play with my cousin's cats, so I was happy.

Then we went a wee bit north to see my friend E and his lady, G, who I taught to knit. Yes, that's right, the virus, it spreads. More food, more laughter, not so much sleep. (Futon. Yeah.)

Then, today, we came home. (Early, because I had an appointment that I will talk more about later.) We were nearly run off the road by a Mary**K car (that's gotta be towards the top of the list of stupid ways to go out), and then a rock flew into my windshield and took a chip out.

$60 later, the rock chip is fixed, kinda. But I still haven't heard from the auto body joint that is going to fix Master Sulu after his fight with the "NO CREDIT CARDS=CAR ACCIDENT" lady.

Hopefully there will be exciting news on the horizon.

Also, I would really like it if moving trucks wore backpacks. But that's just me.