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The Fat Of America

-         It’s September first today we’ve been in the RV for nearly seven weeks. I am reluctant to say ‘on the road’ because technically we’ve still not even started our trip. I spoke with Woody on the phone this morning. He had called to check how we were doing. He certainly was very skeptical about the whole project. His voice was dripping with disbelieve and all he could say was that he hopes that we “would be safe.” That was the first time I had heard someone be a little critical. Steve, of course, swears that was just his way of saying “I would be chicken to do what you are doing. Good for you!” Well, I don’t know. It’s possible he meant to say “I am too smart to do what you are doing.”

-         Today MUST be the day that we will run on VO! Everything is ready to go!

-         Steve: I am in a weird place right now…” They are not going to work until Tuesday (after Labor Day) if we are not finished tonight..”

-         Chris’ birthday is on the 10^th of September “you’ll be gone by then. That’s my birthday present! Today is the day”, he says, “come hell or high water.” He wants us to pick up Halle and bring her home, so that he can work and finish the bus.

-         On a different note: we got our bushing shackles fixed yesterday. No longer are we scraping up the streets of Seattle! They checked the brakes while they were at it and said “they were heinously out of alignment,” just as Steve said they were. No more Chewbacca!