Tuesday
Quick hit from southern Utah.
(Thinking about it, Moab is like an embassy of the real world behind the Zion Curtain. An small-town, outdoorsy embassy, but it’s more of a slice of “normal” than upstate Utah.)

It’s barely 8:30 and I’m tired; it’s been a long – and productive – day. Last night, I was in bed before 10:00 PM. Which almost never happens, unless I’m sick. I actually nodded off during the 9:00 news. One minute, I was watching the news, the next minute, the news was watching me. I looked at the clock; it was only 9:37. I almost laughed. But, I got up and dragged myself to bed. And slept pretty much like a rock.

It looks like we will button things up tomorrow and be SLC-bound on Thursday morning. There’s an off chance that we’ll be leaving tomorrow afternoon, but that’s pretty unlikely. I’m good with leaving Thursday morning; I should even be home around noon or 1:00. Ain’t nothin’ wrong wit’ that!

Let’s see… there was something else…
Oh, yeah:

  1. Adam: I wasn’t ignoring your call last night. (See above.)
  2. , check your email.
  3. : No killing anyone. Unless I get to pick a couple of choice targets.

That’s it for now. It’s time to go veg on the couch for a bit.

Namaste.