Notes from the road / Buffalo Township, PA.

These thoughts are disconnected. Please do not try and link them together.

I used to think gps was for sissies who couldn't fold a map. I was wrong.

Kels just bought dried apricots for 3 boys in the back of a Suburban. I do not know what her intentions were but I stinking well know the outcome.

Its not that Starbucks is so great, but rather that it's consistent. Especially knowing the option also sells deisel fuel.

Nothing rolls down the highway like the Johnny Cash Black 'Burban. 'Cept maybe an Excursion, but where do you park that?

I am always amused by people who build a gorgeous house with a new deck overseeing a major highway.

Sent on the fly from my Blackberry

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