On Saturday, my cousin made the call that there was no way we could fly out of western Pennsylvania because not only was the weather bad in western Massachusetts, it was bad all along our route.
What does that mean? That means we got to enjoy a nice leisurely, relaxing nine hour drive through fog and mist into the middle of the night, that's what it means.
I'm glad we were able to get the sisters out there for the funeral and I'm glad we got to see all of our aunts, uncles and cousins but that drive is a pain in the ass.
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You can visit these links, if you want:
- Some people are just a little bit crazy. Other people are a lot crazy.
- Yes, alcohol was involved.
- In the ongoing battle of cattle prod versus hand gun, the hand gun usually wins.
- Here's your Kinda Naked Guy in the News story.
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