Oh this is funny. I said to my Marketing Dept compadres, "I'm taking a stuffed cat with me." Renee was shocked at this. She thought I was taking a real cat that had been stuffed. Like Grover? Maybe if I had time, but there aren't any 24 hour taxidermists.
Now that would be cool! Craig's Express Taxidermy. I could have a drive up window. You shove your cat into the pneumatic tube. Drive up to the window, and get handed your stuffed friend. If your car is too far away, they can grab it by the tail and reach out the head to you. I love it.
Saying goodbye to Kathy was more difficult than I thought. Yeah, things got a little weepy. Still, she has a really huge room with a lovely view of the KFC. She'll probably get used to decent caregiving, then be sorry when I get back.
Here's my trip by the numbers, for all you math heads:
- 16 days
- 3148.5 miles *
- 24 biscotti
- 9.2 continuous days of music on my iPod
- 4 books on the Sony Reader: Marie Antoinette; Sex, Drugs and Cocoa Puffs; Suite Francaise; and Love is a Mix Tape.
If that gives you idea of the trip scope, cool. I still can't wrap my head around it.
* I just made this number up. Looks impressive though!
3 comments:
As I read this, I yelled out to Bret in the other room, "Your brother is weird". This is not the first time I've thought that, nor, I am sure, the last.
(By "weird", I mean, cool, hip, da bomb.)
Craig, have a blast, be safe, but take chances...live beyond your limits - stretch yourself. You'll go home a new man, or at least the same man with a renewed spirit.
Love ya!
Lisa (with an L)
Hey as long as Tom can wave to the other cars on the road as you pass them...assuming your car can pass anything. The only downside is you don't have Jon and myself in the car with you to be totally embarrassed.
Have a great time. We are praying for your safety, sanity, and success.
Your scumbag brother,
Bret
Yes, I'm famous, and I've helped you to form a new potential business venture!! Have fun!
Renee
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