People,

FXA hits the road in just one day! Dag.

This is our fifth or sixth tour of this magnitude and it seems like every time we mount one of these road trips I am never ready. Not like "Oh, I should buy a toothbrush" not ready, but more like "Oh shit, I have absolutely no clean clothes, I haven't refilled my prescriptions, I don't know what bills I have to pay and I really should've had that gall-bladder surgery" not ready.

This is where I find myself today. I am not financially, physically, spiritually, emotionally or clean clotheselly ready to be on the road for two weeks. My plan? Tonight, I will probably go to Chez Target and buy 14 pair of discount tube socks, a three pack of undies (ew! kidding), a toothbrush, a couple trashy books (Dostoyevsky is nobody's friend on a car ride with three fellas, smartass), some earplugs, Immodium AD, Tylenol, travel size deodorant, odor eaters, a roadmap, pepto bismol, Tums, a portable board game that people will play once and throw away, a couple cheap dvd's, maybe a neck pillow, razor blades, purell hand sanitizer and a blanket. Of course, I will use none of these things except the stomach medicines and the rest will end up like all the prior brethren - strewn about the eastern half of this great country, serving as an unused example of one man's gross negligence concerning his own life.

Rock.