ocasionally crowbar your halfmoons out of your recliner and travel- at least a little- you never get an idea what is happening beyond… well beyond your recliner.

I have enough gypsy blood in me to long for the open road. I’ve been lucky in the past twenty years to have the kind of work that took me afield, sometimes far afield. I get antsy when I sit still for very long.

Met the Ogwife on the road.

Met my current employer on the road.

Met some of the decentest people in my travels.

I was having a conversation earlier with Jim Dunmeyer, to the extent that long distance drives are not a chore but a pleasure, sometimes less to be endured than enjoyed. I hope to have a chance to meet Jim in person before the end of 07.

There are lots of people I’ve met online and then in person, and to an individual, I’m pleased to know them all.

Start your car. Go somewhere.