Road Trippin'....

So...in less than five days...I shall be packed in a car along with Coya and all her worldly belongings...as we make our way from the Upper Midwest...south bound...and along I-40 for some fun good times and adventure. The C-Monkey is moving to South Carolina...and I am going along for the ride. She's real crazy and likes to hop in her car at 2am, drive for 28 hours without sleeping, and show up somewhere for somebodies birthday party...have a beer...chillax for an hour...and then drive home. She is real grassroots and ain't afraid to pull over in some empty Target parking lot and sleep for a few hours...but though I am also grassroots...my roots need to be laid to sleep...with some 30 count sheets and a synthetic comforter that has never been washed and could be preserved and used in the future to restablish the human racec from the diversity of DNA found within its Dupont fibers.

Right now the plan is to head towards Memphis...then shoot down I-40 to Durham...chill out there for a night and then head down to Columbia. We're going to spend a few days in the most ass backwards city in the country...where a young BLC once woke up...walked out onto a motel balcony...and was greeted with the sight of the Stars and Bars a flyin' over the SC capitol building. I went back inside and walked back out again just to make sure none of the sketchy comforter DNA had caused a temporary illusion.  After our adventure in the armpit of the South...we are heading to its crowning jewel...HOTLANTA. I recently saw Stompin' The Yard...and I plan on stalking each and every man that was in the movie and trying my damndest to have their children...biologically.

I'm really excited about the stop in Durham. My best male friend, his wife, and their child that I have never met are going to drive into town. My Dad and my sister are going to come through...which is going to be surreal considering I haven't seen Dad in seven years, and I haven't seen Shannon in 13 years. Plus...my little sister is getting shipped back to Iraq for her second tour of duty a week from tomorrow. Plus...I love Durham. I lived there. I worked there. It's a great place to see...even if it is just for an evenin'.

It's going to be good to get away after this week...I'm buried under work (largely my fault...procrastination is my blood type). And it's going to take some long hours tomorrow to get it done in time and well.

Which reminds me. I should get back to it.