10.18.2011 04:49 PM

A hundred miles from D.C.

The bad news: after nearly ten hours on this bus, my old guy’s ass has fully atrophied, and I don’t think I will ever walk again. So much for my plans to run the Boston Marathon in record time.

The good news: I’ve been listening to Face to Face on my rasta headphones, and I’ve hammered out 2,600 words for the new book. It ain’t any good, but it’s 2,600 words that didn’t exist 24 hours ago.

In other news, I have no idea what state we are in, but I suspect it doesn’t matter.

6 Comments

  1. Wannabeapiper says:

    Tell me about it!
    I drove 15, grade 8/9/10 volleyball players-all girls to Penn State-the city is called State College. I spent 4 days with them and drove them back. I nearly died three times. I grabbed the paddles myself twice, but it was two false alarms. Oh, and, when we arrived back in Toronto, not one of the parents of the players thanked me.

    So I feel your pain. At least your not driving.

  2. Cam Prymak says:

    Karma.

    You’re probably on Hudak’s bus from the campaign, repainted and configured for commercial service.

    That would explain the pain in the ass.

  3. allegra fortissima says:

    Nil aon toin tinn mar do thoin tinn fein. (Irish Saying)

    Enjoy the trip 🙂

  4. CQ says:

    You still have almost 50 & 30 more years left to run a record marathon – per Waterfront Toronto’s results.

  5. Roger F says:

    C’mon Warren – where are the pics of dozens of happy grade eight’s and one grumpy old man?

  6. student501 says:

    “I will Survive”

    Keep on repeating it over and over, through in a few oooms every so often, like a mantra.

    and you will make it, possibly…

    Ah, whatever, it’s worth a shot can’t be worse than what you have now.

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