Michelle and I went on a road trip yesterday!
We covered about three hundred miles and completed a circle across the east half of NC.
After she had me model some horrific suits and completely destroy my dignity, we went up I-95 to Greenville, NC to East Carolina to drop in on Professor Papalas and hash out detail on the Thesis...yes, it is capitalized for a reason...LOL
Michelle found a nice place to hide in the air conditioned library while yours truly marched across the campus in 100 degree heat like Xenophon and the Ten Thousand across Persia. The gyros we ate earlier completed the allusion....
After Professor Papalas and I discussed battles of the Corinthian War, Spartan shortcomings, and Theban cunning, we examined the NHL playoffs..He is of the opinion Detroit should have held off San Jose but concedes a Red Wing victory over Vancouver would have been unlikely. I think the Pittsburgh Penguins had a great year considering all of the injuries we had. I think Tampa will go all the way but they have a game seven against Boston tomorrow...winner faces off with Vancouver, who Carl Swanson predicts will win the whole thing.
Discussions off all kind echo in the hallowed halls of academia......
Michelle and I left Greenville and vectored west towards Raleigh but went to Cary, NC. We tromped into a store called REI and looked at "toe shoes" or "shoe skeletons". Wearing these are supposed to mimic running barefoot. Why not just run barefoot?
Then we ventured into Trader Joe's because there are none in Freakville while there are two within a stone's throw in Cary and Chapel Hill. I ate some scones and Michelle looked at some weird kind of sauce before buying some olive oil.
We turned south towards home but set our sights on Lillington, NC where my cousin Angelo has a store. We hopped in just before closing and spent an hour shouting about the Steelers and Cowboys and Michelle looked on as I patiently explained hockey to Angelo.
We decided it was time to nationalize the oil companies but more on that later
Michelle and I kept south, drove through the nighttime countryside (no deer for a change), a deserted Spring Lake and arrived home where the cats demanded to know where we had been all day.
We gave them some food and they might have forgiven our transgressions....
....for a little while.
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