Sunday, 2007 January 7 1:39 AM CST — Siloam Springs, Arkansas UNITED STATES
It was quite awesome1 to see a myriad of cars in the middle of the interstate median that had completely flipped over because of the snow on the highway and been marked off by caution tape. Sadly, I've left Colorado and left the snow, but I'm back in Arkansas where cool people come to study stuff.
So, today was virtually a waste of time as all time wasted during travel is, but it was a fun waste of time. Peter and I made the incredibly boring journey across the incredibly boring state of Kansas without doing bad things to pass the time. We stopped in the Carlos O'Kelly's in Wichita where we gave our waitress an incredibly hard time doing her job. I was shocked that in this day of government nannying gone bad that Kansas still allows patrons to smoke in restaurants.
Otherwise, we took the “scenic route” through Oklahoma.2 We made it here to Siloam Springs, and, for the first time in some time, I'm actually here early. So, there's nothing to do. So, I'm going to bed.
Quote to ponder: “I'm not a witch at all. I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas.” — Dorothy Gale, The Wizard Of Oz
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