2009

This year has treated me very well so far. Usually about half of my year is fun; so far there has only been one bad month in 2009.

I’m in the desert, somewhere near Barstow, at a truck stop, stealing wifi to write this. And to shop for a roof rack. Born in the year of the ox, this means I enjoy working, or so I am told.

And I’m back to the yellow lines and the dust now. Hope there’s even more smooth road ahead.