I came. I saw. I cached like there was no tomorrow (sort of). And after I went to another city, instead of writing about the day, I passed out. The next morning, I hurled myself into the fog and came out the other side with 12 new counties and a new set of reasons to gripe about the Confederacy. That said, I’m a bit worn out tonight so hopefully you, my loyal and expecting readers, will understand if I don’t have a more active entry for today. So when I get home tonight, I can get to writing in earnest. Tuesday morning, it begins, OK?
Until then, I sleep now!