Imaginarium, Arrival

Just over a four-hour drive; not that bad. Right as I’m parking at the hotel, Daughter #1 calls to say she locked herself out of her car. In Columbus. I’m in Louisville. “Call AAA,” I said. She forgot her card. I read off the phone number and took a pic of my member #. This is a cum laude grad with a BS. I fear for our future.

In better news, I got some ice and started mixing drinks. Once I reach a level of stasis I’ll venture out to see how the set up is going.

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