Long Drive

Today a drive to Indiana for a meeting, and back. Just me, the Jetta, my thoughts, over about 400 miles.

Not a bad way to review the bidding. What is odd is that with each turn, the project falls a little farther away from the general pattern. You begin to hear a lot less of the stock patter from doctors - "so, what happens when we are in this situation is...." To really mix up the metaphors: we have left behind the blocking and tackling, and gone to signals called on the field and broken field running.

It's OK. I was never really enough of a jock to do much broken field running. Happy to start, it has a nice leather-helmet stiff-arm college backfield sound to it.

About a year ago, before all this cancer stuff kicked up, I did a similar drive and stopped at Carlyle Lake, in Illinois, where it was mostly me and a lot of gulls, geese, other big winter birds. Some in line formations, high in the sky.

They were back in the sky today, in greater numbers. Sheets of them. We were south of the lake, and I think they were heading for open water.