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780 miles today

Just a shot drive today.

Starbucks, just two stops today.

Snow, check
freezing fog, check
Dense fog, check
Rain, check
sun, check

19-52 degrees today.

My life is so mundane....I really need to get out more.

Comments

Kelsgarden said…
and now he is driving home . . .

left at 4 am yesterday for Salt Lake City . . .

presentation 10 am to noon . . . drive home -

again, the daily commute sucks!
Kelsgarden said…
update

83 miles from the Oregon border
Kelsgarden said…
11:42 and I just heard his truck pull in to the driveway . . .
Travel said…
No matter how exciting the trip, it is always nice to be home!

DG
Unknown said…
I still say we should have met in Troutdale for a pint or two. You way beat last call...
Kelsgarden said…
hee,hee,hee

you may be cute

but he was looking to make last call somewhere else
Woodchuck said…
double HEHEHEHEHEHHE!

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