i. hate. road. trips.

Ok, I have been driving for two solid days. I spent last night in a fleabag of a Comfort Inn. The only reason I stayed there is because they advertized that they had internet access, and I was in the middle of BFE. However, their staff wouldn't know the internet if it bit them in the ass, and their network was not in existence as far as I could tell.

This morning as I was checking out, I told the guy at the desk that his network wasn't working. He sneered down his ample belly at me and said "Well it only works in the lobby." I pointed to my laptop and said I tried that, it still doesn't work.

"Weyulll. Nobody else has complained."

I looked into the lobby, which was full of grizzled old forest rangers and truckers, watching the morning news and drinking the nasty, kerosene-flavored coffee they were passing off as a "continental breakfast."

"No wonder. I'm the only one here with a computer, genius."

I am still shaking my head over that one. Sheesh.

Got the papers filed, etc etc. Went by the farm, which is a sad sight for sure, with the weeds grown up and the place all hot and dirty. I am worried that the dog is not going to make it.. Doesn't look like she has been eating. If I'd had room in the car, I would have brought her home with me. As it is, I still may. I'll just have to endure another 8 hours on the road if I want to do it.

L bought a DVD projector and a movie screen while I was gone. It's like he has his own movie theatre now, and he is talking about taking it over to A&A's house to watch movies out on their deck.

Ok, I am going to post pics now..