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You know what I miss?
The ability to drive anywhere with no purpose.
See, this is what I used to do: whenever I had a free day, didn't have to go to work, and had a good enough ration of gas money, I would get in my car and drive somewhere. When you're single and like to travel places--still am and still do--and you can't just up and fly anywhere in the world, these are things you do. You drive to Newark, circle around the airport, head back, but detour on the Pennsylvania Turnpike into Harrisburg, then take a bunch of backroads into Baltimore, and then go home. Or you take off after your night shift and go to Ohio for a museum visit and some steak, head back, but cut through Pittsburgh because you hate the fact that the Turnpike doesn't go through the city. Or you just take I-81 to intercept I-77 south to Charlotte, because you're bored with the I-95 to I-85 route.
One trip I took began in the late afternoon, and I headed eastbound. First, I was in a town called Glen Burnie. Then I crossed the Bay Bridge (and paid toll), drove northbound into Delaware, then onto 295 North, over the Delaware Memorial Bridge, and onto the N.J. Turnpike.
Once on the Turnpike, I kept driving until I got to the exit for the Holland Tunnel. Aiming for Broadway and Times Square...I miss the turn, end up crossing Manhattan and going north, fighting taxicabs all the way, until I get up to the East Side Parkway.
I follow that to I-87, then to the Merritt Parkway and go driving into Connecticut.
I got as far as a half hour south of Hartford, stopping at a Friendly's for a Reese's sundae, and seeing that it was 10:30pm, decided it was time to turn back and go home. At which I arrived at 4:30am.
So yeah, I basically drove to Connecticut for ice cream, when I could have gone to the place 15 minutes down the street. That's just how I roll.
Next time: an aimless trip to Pittsburgh for buffalo wings and fries. Okay, I lied; I have family in Pittsburgh. So...Cleveland.
Scheduled on tonight's program: actor Michael Sheen from Disney's live-action "Alice in Wonderland", and actress Amy Ryan from "Jack Goes Boating".
The Intro:
And the Monologue.
CraigyFerg Tweet of the Day:
Curse spellcheck. It's such a prude.
And Steven Wright joins Craig for Tweet Time.
Mitch Albom is a good writer--I like reading his columns in the Detroit Free Press all the time. Even though I haven't read one since the Lions ended their 19-game losing streak...against the Redskins--I know, people...
I suppose we'll be hearing from this band when the Winter Olympics go to Sochi in four years...