Pressure to Make it Great

After having taken such a long break from blogging there's a little self induced pressure to make my come back entry something really worthwhile. But I am squashing that pressure with this mild mannered post. I don't know if anyone is even checking this thing anymore...I know I wasn't.

I'm sitting in a Days Inn Motel somewhere outside of Pittsburgh after driving/riding for almost 500 miles today. Rance and I are heading back to Bar Harbor to perform with our friends Jen and Larrance in their theater: ImprovAcadia. Tomorrow we're driving in to Washington DC to spend a few hours taking photographs and just checking out all the monuments see if anything's changed since last time we were there. You never know, Abe could get tired of sitting so erect all the time. I'd like to see him slouch for once.

Then we're off to Boston for a couple of days. I've always wanted to go there and experience the "most European city in America" (I just read that quote in reference to Boston). I don't know what that means but I'm guessing the women don't shave their armpits.

Today's most adorable/gross entry goes to the restroom stall in the first and only Pennsylvania rest stop we visited. I walked opened the door to the "mommy and me" stall to find two toilets side by side in the stall. Quite possibly the last thing I would want to do is urinate with my mom sitting next to me doing the same. The plaque on the bathroom stall showed mommy holding hands with her kid and so as I sat their doing my business staring at the vacant toilet bowl next to me and I tried to come up with anyone I would want to hold hands with at that very moment. The only person who came to mind was Oprah because I was guessing her poo wouldn't stink.

Mike and Duncan I hope you're working hard.

- D