And They Were All Yellow

Yesterday I spent pretty much the entire day in the car; got up at 8am and hit the road at 9. My knees and butt were finally relieved of sitting down at about 6pm when I got home. Nevertheless, it was quite an enjoyable time. Shannon, David and I mused about bug splattered guts on the windshield (and how some were all yellow), rocked out to some good ol' fashioned classic rock, grooved with some oldies and got stared down by a boyscout in Jack-In-The-Box. We even got to check out Shannon's vivacious bachelorette pad in San Pedro, near L.A. All in all, it was an excellent trip, and a fantabulous beginning to spring break.