Here I come.
I'm tying up all loose-ends in DC today, because this time tomorrow I'll be on the road to IL. Everything's packed, I've got a couple of bags of beef jerky, a cooler full of bottled water & red bull, a bottle of ephedrine, a stack of burned MP3 disks, a full tank 'o' gas, and I'm rarin' to go. 750 Miles - 12 Hours - No Breaks. Hell, yeah.
This also means that L&E goes native. Yup, it's time again for the wonder that is mobilebloggin' - the Jackson Pollock of the blogosphere. It's full of wild energy and barely coherent or discernible, but it's art dammit. Okay, maybe it's not art, but drunken misspelled ramblings from the bar still trump anything that hack Pollock did.
Gimme an "Amen", P-Dawg.