Get Outta Town

I’m getting ready to leave for a road trip.   Actually, I’m not really actively getting ready.  I’m sort of working from in anticipation of leaving later this afternoon.  I haven’t exactly packed.    I’m kind of a procrastinator.

Right now I’m just sitting here trying to remember how many chargers for how many pieces of electronics I have to take with me.  Living in the digital age has certainly changed the Great American Road Trip in a lot of ways.   Like, I haven’t been up late every night this week trying to make mix CDs or tapes, because almost all the music I own is on my iPod.   Although, Darby did make me a CD, and I can’t wait to hear what’s on that.

I didn’t get around to washing my car like I wanted to before I go.  It’s probably not such a big deal, because it’s just going to get filthy on the way.  I’m driving through Northern California, and last i checked, it was still on fire.   Maybe I’ll just wash it when I get there.

I also need to get all the camping gear out of my trunk.  As you may know, I live in a dinky little studio apartment.  There’s not a lot of extra storage space here, so there’s certain things that kind of live in the trunk of my car.   There’s the sleeping bag and tent, specifically, and a lot of other miscellaneous crap.   It’s a lot better than it used to be, that’s for sure, but if I’m going to fill it with my luggage and my sax, then I have to make some room.

Yes, I’m taking the sax with me.   I can’t afford to go a week without playing.  For now, I go nowhere the sax can’t go.

So, in a few hours, I’m gonna hit the road.    I’m going to try to remember to take my camera and take a lot of pictures, so hopefully I’ll have some good stuff to post when I get back.