After an extended trip back east for a couple of different purposes, which included four days at work, a week’s worth of restaurant and fast food, ditto nights in hotel beds, four tanks of gas (increasing to five tomorrow) for the Escape, and driving on interstate highways with some of the most moronic drivers in the country (including three traffic jams on I-95 last Friday which turned a 2-hour drive from DC to Philly into a 3-1/2 hour pain in the ass)…
*dramatic pause for breath*
I should be home tomorrow about noonish. After running the Ohio I-70 gauntlet and cursing all Ohio drivers, of course.
Oh, and three words for the Philadelphia street department: Synchronized traffic lights.