In Iowa

I'm in Iowa. And why not? It's god's country.

I left at 4 PM at the height of the rush hour traffic. It took me over an hour and a half to get outside of Chicago proper. I am not smart. When I do it right, I can get here in a little less than 4 hours. It took over 5 hours today.

I found a good Sixties oldies radio station during the drive. I sang along with songs like Only the Lonely by Roy Orbison, Tracks of My Tears by Smokey Robinson and the Miracles, and Garden Party by Ricky Nelson. My singing reached a frenzy when Amy by Pure Prarie League came on. I don't sing well, so driving through Iowa alone in the dark gives me a rare chance to let it all out.

I did book a nice room at a cheap price off of Priceline last night. I have free DSL too.

So here I am in Iowa, snug as a bug in a rug, happy as a pig in slop.

Don't be too jealous. Remember the famous line from Othello. "Jealousy m'lord, it is the green eyed monster that doth mock the meat it feeds on."