February 1st, 2005.

MC Chris (Hesch from Sealab 2021? MC Pee Pants from Aqua Teen Hunger Force?) played the Ottobar back home in Baltimore last night. Damn the distance.

We never got the promised ice and frigid deluge, but we have been faced with a grey couple of days. The drive from Greenville to Wilmington was a vast redemptive fire of blue sky and searing sun - and a rainbow glimpsed between trees...
We never got the promised ice and frigid deluge, but we have been faced with a grey couple of days. The drive from Greenville to Wilmington was a vast redemptive fire of blue sky and searing sun – and a rainbow glimpsed between trees…

Interesting conversations tonight of physics and quantum theory. I get to look smart because I know how stars work. There’s something inside of me that says there must be truth buried inside the vast concepts of how fusion functions. There must be something greater in being able to see the edge of the universe, its beginnings and its end… It’s always been horrifying to me that I can’t see it. I know it’s there, but I can’t grasp it. It’s like seeing the Washington Monument in DC. You know it’s GOT to be important. It’s too big, too otherwise functionless NOT to be important. But I don’t have a plaque, and my brain’s just not big enough to comprehend what’s behind the special powers of hydrogen and the fact that water doesn’t compress and the fact everything works in JUST THAT way.

Good advice from a gas station on the side of the road between Greenville and Wilmington. Good advice for this Trip, actually.
Good advice from a gas station on the side of the road between Greenville and Wilmington. Good advice for this Trip, actually.
Other randomness include Hell hounds that we spotted standing on a ROOF. We went back to take photographs of them but they came galloping at us to kill us and rip our car apart. We threw it in reverse and raced the HELL out of there.
Other randomness include Hell hounds that we spotted standing on a ROOF. We went back to take photographs of them but they came galloping at us to kill us and rip our car apart. We threw it in reverse and raced the HELL out of there.
Oh. And mostly meat. That's scary. Not Hell Hound scary... but spam scary.
Oh. And mostly meat. That’s scary. Not Hell Hound scary… but spam scary.

And of course, if it DIDN’T work in JUST that way, I wouldn’t be here contemplating it, so there’s nothing really that coincidental or world shattering about it, is there?

My head hurts.

The coolest, coolest... looking... antique store. It was closed. More accurately, they closed the door as we pulled up. The Red Oak Show and Sell looks to be an old church, but we'll never know until they let us in.
The coolest, coolest… looking… antique store. It was closed. More accurately, they closed the door as we pulled up. The Red Oak Show and Sell looks to be an old church, but we’ll never know until they let us in.

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