Soooo Ghetto

I spent the day working, sitting at Dan's kitchen counter while LOML and Dan were outside doing engine work on the Jeep so that it doesn't blow up as we go screaming across the desert back to San Francisco.

After seven hours of that, I'm frazzled in the head; those guys have lost the day's light and are black with grease (hot!). LOML cleans up some, and we headed back to the hotel

We walked across this lobby, with our backpacks, clear plastic sacs with books from Borders, another clear sac full of Taco Bell food, each holding gi-normous Taco Bell sippy cups.

We're so frickin' classy.