Got going at 5:12 AM on Wed. June 29. YAY ME! The car felt way overloaded as usual. Made good time. Got to the Mass Pike around 8 & called Debbie. Got to the restaurant about 8:15 & waited. I met DebbieBitch!!!!!!! It's kind of weird meeting someone you know. Ate, babbled, kids think I'm nuts. Some guy walks in asking, "Who's from NY?" (uh, me) "Well, your tire's low." Piss. Shit. Fuck. Damn. Not low -
flat. Cross the street & put air in it. Doesn't feel good driving. BTW, it was a 1 1/2 hour bfast. Left again at 10:30. I find a gas station - no tires. I'm sent *another* few exits(fortunately in the right direction) to Sears. @ hours & $300 later, I have a sparkly set of new tires. It's 1pm and I'm still in Mass. But, I powershopped for a martini book & at Bath & Body Works. Got a $30 white handbagfor $10 at Sears, too. :) Zoomed along on my new tires. I stopped in NH at the liquor store & blew $300 on booze. I might even have the makings of a good martini. Nyuk nyuk nyuk. I made it to camp around 7pm. Fried.