I showed up in Telluride around 3am. I was falling asleep at the wheel of the car for the last two hours of the drive. It is pretty amazing how quickly -7 degree weather will wake you up. Throw in some road side pull offs and jumping jacks and I could have made it all the way back to VA.
Regardless, Clay seems to have a pretty dope hook up out there. It looks like the place is his style and his friends are all solid people.
After Telluride and a could-have-been-cheaper motel I made it to Columbia Missouri. Chilled out with Will Srite. Will. I'd love to say he's a good guy but he's kind of a mother fKer. Keep in mind I say this with nothing but genuine love and admiration. I just don't think I would want to not be in the mans good graces. His humor is a little like the US campaign in Iraq. You know...shock and awww fuck did he really just say that? A recent gem was "this woman could make a story about being attacked by sharks boring." My kinda charecter.
Any how made it home. Saw nobody but the family. Dad forgot to tell me Harley called. Oh well. So I'm on the way to DC and wanted to get this up so I would actually use it in JA. I don't have time to write anything short so here is this long post. Next ones should be a bit more colorful.
Big up to John and Schauble Ranks for the music and discs on the way home. Life saver.
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