good news and bad news -- good news

The good news is that I bought a new camera cord tonight and it worked. The bad news is that the wireless I am stealing from Chris' neighbors is not as reliable as it was last night.

(Have they caught wind of my thievery?)

The former means that I was able to download the photos I have taken on the trip to my computer. The latter means that Flickr is pooping out on me. I'm walking around the apartment -- laptop in hand like a tray of drinks -- desparate for just some of that juice.

(Come on baby, give me some juice.)

Here we go . . . photos (so far) from the trip . . .

Saturday morning -- I must get through Alabama (and Georgia and Mississippi and into Louisiana).

It's a good thing I have trusty Angus on my side . . .

. . . and a (sorta) tasty cup of Joe from my beloved, The Hampton Inn.

I am here (in New Orleans) to visit Chris, who is occasionally perplexed . . .

. . . and always works too hard . . .

. . . much too hard (like most of the men I love) . . .

. . . occasionally to the point of frustration.

I worked too hard too. But not right now. Right now I sit in coffee shops all day . . .

. . . and buy coffee mugs to commemorate my visit.

And shoes. I always buy shoes.