Today I drove into Prettytown and did nothing besides pick up the rental car, which turned out to be a completely amenable Ford Focus. Major failing: A rotary knob shifter, which is just wrong. Major plus: built-in Nav, so I don’t need to bring a handheld or fuck with a phone.

Now I’m back and packing. The goal is to get everything done, including this, and to be appropriately exhausted enough to sleep early, rise early, and take down the 800 miles to OKC in style.

Calamity Jane and I are bonded just a little. At the end of two long days, we’ll never see each other again. But we won’t forget, either.

Paws down. Flaps up.