Next time I go anywhere, I’m hitchin’ up the mules.

Or not bringing anything – except maybe a personal assistant who will get me to the airport on time – like not a day late. I seem to need something like that lately.

I made it to Oakland, but my stilts and the big bag they were tied to with clothes & everything practical in it are in Vegas. Supposedly they will deliver it here tomorrow, at least. Still yet to be seen.

Fuckin’ hells, I’m tired. Time to read, and sleep.

Then get back to work.

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