Life on the road again, at least that’s what it is going to finally look like — I’m up at five in the morning to catch the El Paso Red Eye. Should be a very interesting weekend. I had numerous notes about yesterday, but all I really remember was it was a hot day. I tried to hit the trail earlier, got to get myself all buffed out, but after a late night the night before, I was doing the best that I could to drag myself out of bed an unseasonably late hour. By the time I got halfway around the trail, though, I was making good time and sweating profusely. So much for Friday’s early start. I did an afternoon reading, of sorts, for a certain Virgo, and she was asking all sorts of technical questions, technical computer questions. I was monstrously hungry, and I had just gorged myself on a chicken salad, a fried chicken salad, “You want the ‘fat free’ salad dressing with that?” Then, when the Virgo paid me, she wrote a special note in the memo section of her check: “For: quick and dirty sex on video.”
“There,” she said, “let’s see you put that on the web. Or try cashing that check.” I figure, if I just put it in with the rest of the checks from this weekend, no one will notice. Besides, the dollar mount and the services referred to, well, they just don’t add up. Grace did call from the Western Front, and she had bad news, of sorts, the room we’re all working in has been double booked, and we have to tear down and set up twice. Going to be a bit of a trial for some folks. Considering I just cards and a lap top, I got it made.