Man, I got around these past couple of days. And when I say that, I don't necessarily mean in the non-literal sense that manteca is snickering about at this very instant. I simply mean that I've done more than my share of traveling, and it's just about taken its toll on Jeff and his trusty Corolla. Really, anything more than a two hour drive is now simply unacceptable to anyone on my career track. The simple act of driving from Stillwater to Hope adds one hundred anf fifty miles of unneccessary traveling on what should be a 233 mile direct track. Conway to Stillwater? About a hundred miles of wasted road and four hours of ludicrous traffic. I learned my lesson, I'm aviating next time.
And now for something completely different. As I'm sure all of my fellow convoginators are aware, the semester is rapidly approaching a conclusion, presumably to take place somewhere in the month of December. (my sources are still unclear on that) As my fellow convoginators make their pilgrimage back to the land of Hope, it occurs to me that we need to have our second annual "Weenie Roast and Oil Change" It was such a hit last time, and now we'll have a bigger crowd... and eRIc can play his favorite game at Dos Locos Gringo's again... if he passes his background check.
Off to clean the house... oh, and just so everyone is clear:
VOTE BUSH!
Jeff C.
