The drive from Chicago to Denver includes such wonders as Des Moines, Omaha, and a whole lot of big, empty, cold. My wiper fluid, rated at -20°, kept freezing on my window. But only snow in Omaha slowed me down, and my good little car kept the needle on the ocho the rest of the way. Fifteen hours later I was drinking gin and tonic with Laura and Nate.
It’s cold here:
We went to The Egg and I; the Seahawks lost; we went up Coal Creek Canyon to see about the inspection on their home to be. Jack Bauer saved the day. I’m relaxed.
February 3rd, 2007 at 1:26 am
I love this picture Jake. I might ask you for a bigger version of it.
Sorry things were so crazy while you were here. Hopefully we’ll have some time to spend with you when you pass through in the summer.