Thirteen Hundred and Eighty-Two Straight Days with the Top Down.
By my best reckoning, anyway. I miss winter.
A couple of things have happened. I have damaged the right skirt of the "S" in the stupidest wreck I've ever been in. I drove over the curb at a gas station. Priceless.
I've finished an ethics paper on the radio show and its fallout - available on request.
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