Archives for June 2005

My sister and I spent 15 hours in a Subaru Outback together this weekend. In the interests of diplomacy, and all around getting along, some road rules quickly emerged.

1. Whoever is driving gets to pick the music.
2. Janet’s iPod is only allowed to play through fully once. Two words: Scissor Sisters.
3. Dave has to remain alert during the Thruway/Turnpike transition at Albany. This stems from my taking the wrong exit on the way home at Christmas and adding 2 hours to our 9 hour trip back from Toronto.
4. Family Guy: Live in Vegas shouldn’t be played all the way through.
5. Whoever is driving gets to use the cupholder.

It’s good to be back, and I’ll go into more trip details when I’m not so severely, severely tired. Most people pay other people to landscape. They don’t drive 15 hours to volunteer.

Janet and I are headed up North to visit our parents tomorrow, and activity here will be sporradic/incomprehensible at best. I’ll save you the lame excuses about how busy I’ve been, what the blood test results were, my kidnapping by harbor pirates – and just say that as we approach the 1 year anniversary of Pye In The Face, I am enjoying it more than ever. I will return from the homeland with a huge new gallery of funny photos, plenty of new writing material and no doubt some sort of outhouse-induced skin infection. Bear with me during my Chappelle-esque wilderness sebbatical. And someone please remember to feed Boss.