There's the good and the bad, and then this - the crazy. Its the best word to describe the day-to-day highs and lows. So welcome...to a place where the only bit of normalcy is knowing that nothing ever is.

Most days I drive Porter to his spa school.  We pass by a gas station teeming with U-hauls of every size and sort.  The migration of these silver and orange beasts at the beginning and end of each semester causes the exact make-up of trucks and trailers to be in a constant state of change and since most are adorned with a scene from these united states, we’re treated to mini-geography lessons - like learning that there are camel races in Virginia City, NV.  There is one that occasionally shows it’s face - The Wilmington, NC.  I know it isn’t going be bringing Brian and Andrea back this way, but I take it as a good omen.  It’s been front and center all week - guess that means I’ll be buying those lottery tickets after all.