A hush settles on the cab of the Big DumpTruck as the driver physically
removes herself from the cracked vinyl seat for a few days of computer-free
R&R. Thanks to the modern miracle of email posting, I wrote this Tuesday
night and a friend will arrange for it to magically appear on Wednesday.
Isn’t technology grand?! And yet, it still hurts to have hair removed from
your legs…
Anyway, I’m TRUSTING you people to not throw any wild parties while I’m
gone. Gotta go to bed early. Gotta get up early. Gotta make sure I remember
to bring a toothbrush and clean undies. And the kid. Gotta remember to
bring the kid