And the hulk broke down in Evanston, Wyoming as the boys were coming to pick us up at the Denver airport. This van saga is a challenge. The non-fuel-efficient-motor-vehicle gods are taking their Cash-for-Clunkers disdain out on us. Fortunately we had all our gear from SY show in NYC show and were accommodated by folks at Rhinoceropolis and the kindness of Jacob from Dugoutcanoe (a journey of a sound experience. I like what goes on in Jakob's head). Shotgun the dog ate my oatmeal. A cutie with a one-track mind. (aa)
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