I am somewhere in the vicinity of West Chester, Pennsylvania.

I have been drinking all day, and I feel like a champion.

I am staying at The Wife's Father's Girlfriend's house (which is friend-of-a-friend-of-a-friend awkward for me); and it is way too nicely outfitted for a person of my drunkedness.

Remind me to ask you about the Impossible Toilet.

I have a rental car. I bought the retarded $20 insurance policy. Enterprise is going to cry when they see what I bring home next week.

Until then? Crickets...