Out the door
As we're sitting in the driveway wondering what we've forgotten, and basically ready to go, I say to Lyle, "It's not getting any fucking cooler, start the fucking car." So he replied, "Give me the fucking keys then." Laughing so hard... this is the perfectly typical start to one of our trips.
Headed to Columbus tonight by way of picking up our passenger in Pittsburgh.
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