Good morning, Americans...it's FRIDAY

It's FRIDAY!

The semester is over. I'm off for the summer. And on Monday my Cross Country Romp begins.

I'm flying to Washington for the purpose of transporting a car across the country, like Kowalski in Vanishing Point. Unfortunately, it's not a '70 Challenger. But it is white. And instead of going from Denver to San Francisco, I'm going from Yacolt, WA to Gainesville, GA. But I'm going through Denver.

Along the way, I plan on making stops at

Yellowstone NP
Grand Teton NP
Gillette, WY (where I have relatives)
Devil's Tower (which I plan to climb)
Sturgis, SD
Deadwood, SD
Denver, CO
Mountain Home, AR (where I have relatives)
St. Louis, MO (where I have relatives)
Gillespie, IL (where I grew up)
Franklin, TN (where I have relatives)
 
It's FRIDAY!!

And I'm stranded in La Grande, OR. I should be in Wyoming now, but the car's radiator sprung a leak. I should be out of here this morning, I hope.
 
It's FRIDAY!!

Went through Wyoming yesterday. Jackson, Tetons, Yellowstone were awesome. Now in Gillette for a couple days.
 
It's FRIDAY!!

Missed last week. Last week I was in St. Louis, and Arkansas on the weekend.

Made it home on Tuesday. Now back at work. Sucks to be back.
 
It's FRIDAY!!

Car's going into the shop on Monday to get some bodywork done (bumper fillers).
 
A Farmer and His Pigs

A farmer in Macon, Georgia, had five female pigs. Times were hard, so he decided to take them to the county fair and sell them.

At the fair, he met another farmer who owned five male pigs. After talking a bit, they decided to mate the pigs and split everything fifty-fifty. The farmers lived sixty miles apart. So they agreed to drive thirty miles each, and find a field in which to let the pigs mate.

The first morning, the farmer with the female pigs got up at 5 a.m., loaded the pigs into the family station wagon, which was the only vehicle he had, and drove the thirty miles.
While the pigs were mating, he asked the other farmer, "How will I know if they are pregnant?"
The other farmer replied, "If they're in the grass in the morning, they're pregnant, if they're in the mud, they're not."

The next morning the pigs were rolling in the mud. So he hosed them off, loaded them into the family station wagon again and proceeded to try again.
This continued each morning for more than a week.

One morning the farmer was so tired, he couldn't get out of bed. He called to his wife, "Honey, please look outside and tell me whether the pigs are in the mud or in the grass."

"Neither," yelled his wife, "they're in the station wagon and one of them is honking the horn."
 
It's FRIDAY!!

Car is back from the shop! Tuesday I'm planning to take it to Commerce.
 
It's FRIDAY!!

Track isn't open on Tuesday this time of year. Maybe I'll take it this evening.
 
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