Where I live now, I'm closer to you...but that's still 1,000 mi haul.
I will try not to take it personally that you sound reticent to go on a road trip in your hopped-up Challenger to see a fellow CT member.
I mean, almost all of the elements of a kick-ass trip are present:
1. vehicle which is trustworthy enough to take and fun enough to drive on long distances - CHECK
2. destination that has plenty to do and plenty to see - CHECK
3. travel companions OR destination inhabitants which offer titillating conversation and are generally a pleasure to be around - UNCHECK?
It sounds like the only unpleasant aspect of any potential road-trip is me, and while I fully admit to disliking the general population and preferring instead to avoid talking to them at all, I would have considered you separate from them. You, ,
, would have been given special dispensation with regards to my policy on interacting with other humans.
For YOU, I would have gladly made an exception; I would have finally let down my defenses and opened up about what makes me tick just like everyone says I should do. Hell, for you, I would have even put on deodorant
when we went for steaks and beers!
But alas, it is not to be...that's fine, I've been neglecting the yard lately. So it is probably better if I do some weeding anyway with the time I would have spent eating steaks and drinking beer with you and your Challenger.