Well, here I am nude blogging again. Steady girls and a few closet men. I’m too tired to even turn on the TV, much less you.
I left Winder yesterday at 5:00 p.m. and drove all night, arriving at the Mohawk shelter in Menands this morning at 9:00 a.m. I could have been there earlier, but no one would have been there to meet me. So I had my Waffle House breakfast in Allentown, PA, and a twenty minute nap on the toll road (I-278).
The drive up was so smooth and easy that I got too involved with my audio book and got a ticket for speeding. 80 in a 70! Seriously, Peeps. That cop was just fucking bored. I have passed many VA highway patrol cars doing 80 and they didn’t even blink. And it’s not like I was weaving in and out of traffic. I WAS THE ONLY ONE IN SIGHT.
I just hope that when he gets home his, mother runs from under the porch and bite’s his leg.
Other than that, there was no stress at all. Smooth driving the whole way. But I am tired anyway. Not a spring rooster anymore. I’m feeling all my 67 years right now. So I’m gonna chill, read some bogs, watch some TV and get some sleep. I gotta make the home stretch tomorrow – if I can outrun the coppers, that is.