I'm a fighter, not a lover.

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

Somewhere in middle America

"Okay, Dad, so I'll pick you up in Des Moines."

Arguably one of the strangest phrases to ever leave my mouth. I think that if my father or I actually lived in Des Moines, it would still be strange.

Anyway, two weeks from today, I'll make my way off I-80 to pick my old man up at the Des Moines airport and split the next 20 hours of driving.


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