the garrison show

i’m in georgia.

i drove in my civic and my stuff (not that there’s much of it) rode in a van. who drove the van? who’s my only friend? zigler. that’s a stand-up guy for ya.

it turns about it’s pretty close to a 10-hour drive from northern va with minimal stops. if you stop in richmond and visit a couple of your schmuck friends, that can creep closer to 12 or 13 hours.

now, i don’t know if you’ve happened to have been outside at all recently, but it’s hot. damn hot. and it’s even hotter in a 92 civic without air conditioning. and an overheating problem. an overheating problem that forces you to vent the hot air from the engine into the cabin. and sweat like oprah playing basketball on a rooftop court in mississippi in the middle of july. you get the point.

anywho, we got in late, had some food and milkshakes, and crashed like a couple of planes. planes flown by the kennedys. get it?

i get internet wednesday and furniture…eventually. i’ll be starting school (orientation) monday and we’ll see what happens. i’ll keep you in the loop.

when will i post something interesting?