This looks like how I feel. I picked up a cold on the flight back from Singapore, no doubt from that kid that coughed for 20 straight hours in the seat behind me. All my equipment is in a pile and ready to roll out to Nevada for the full moon and all I can do is sit here and cough uncontrollably with a splitting sinus headache. Su-u-ucks. Maybe I’ll feel better tomorrow.
A 1974 Plymouth Satellite, with the “Sundance” package, in The Big M yard. Classy.
Sundance Crunch
Total darkness, AA Maglite and red LED.
