What if it Snows?

I'm in the North Carolina wilderness parked in some ol boys driveway.

I need 53 more minutes for my 10.

I've had 8 in sleeper, so I can move, and I think I can probably still make it to the land of the Cleve, if I have to stop for an hour to get my clock back.

I needed another 100 miles last night to be in range of the land of the Cleve.

But that put me on the outskirts of Charlotte. Not wanting to get involved in the morning rush hour foray, I drove another hundred.

Thought I had a good spot, and got out to feed a large kitty that was either lost or abandoned, then walking around the truck I noticed the signs that threaten hellfire and towing.

So I went on walkabout and found the sheriffs department kinda caddy cornered. I decided that would probably be a bad choice to go there.

Found this guys spot kinda across the way, and backed down in. Sign says he comes to work at 0800, which is now. But maybe they were like Landstar and evacuated to Las Vegas or New Orleans to get a safe distance away from the hurricane.

 

26 more minutes.

My hair is getting pretty long, and if he comes to work now, I'm going to tell him I keep like this to honor Johnston Pettigrew, even though I live in Arizona.

That should provide us with 26 minutes of conversation.

 

How much weight did you lose?

 

6 minutes. Engine warning. Word is Reno was the meeting place for when the evacuations happen. That's where they take attendance to make sure no one is left behind.