Go west, young man

This morning, we're packing up and heading west again. Almost due west, according to my good friend Google Maps. I'm pretty much all packed and ready to go. Just waiting for a couple of podcasts to finish downloading, and for Boy-Creature to get out of the shower and get himself together. And then we're off! Very exciting.

I was told there should be internet at the house where we're staying, so here's hoping that's true, so I can keep up with the blogging. It would suck to make it to the last week of NaBloPoMo and then lose out on making it to the end. So fingers crossed for that, and wish me happy travelling, folks!

Adventures!

No booklove post today, although there has been much booklove of late in my world. Boy-Creature and I are taking a labor-day road trip up to Hearst Castle, so I'm spending the morning running about the apartment getting myself together.

Try not to get into too much trouble without me.

Books are now trying to lure me across state lines

One of my three favorite living writers is at a book festival this weekend in Tucson, doing readings and signings, and playing music with his wife. Tucson is about six hours from me. If I had left this morning, like I seriously thought about doing, I'd be past halfway there by now.

I've seen my other two favorites within the last six months, both at the same bookstore, so I was thinking it would be really cool to get to see all three within the same year. But alas, I did not go. And I guess that's ok. I don't know what else I'd do by myself in Tucson all weekend, anyway.

But don't think I won't be thinking about it, in the back of my mind.