I read it. I'll celebrate it. Maybe I'll get a bottle of port a little later. Have I ever told you how Davenport's a Kerouac-scholar? No shit. PhD & all.
I have to go over to the shop today and do some of my own work on the bike so I don't have to pay the mechanic nearly as much. I kinda wish I could just strap handle bars onto the MG. Maybe that's the next project.
...Pull My Daisy
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
Another ON THE ROAD Post
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