Driving on US-19 in Clearwater during rush hour is never a pleasant experience. Especially for a border line road rager like myself. The poor sods who have to commute this stretch daily, are miserable, depressed souls. They keep a bottle in their car, so they can ease their pain while sitting in gridlock for hours. The rest of us locals avoid it like the plague. Like the fat girl, with the big herpes sore on her mouth. You get the point.
On this day, however, I had a good reason to make this agonizing trek. I was gonna meet an A-list Blogger. Not just any A-lister, mind you. This is the guy that rolls into town, and exits as quickly as he came, leaving his victims prone on the bathroom floor hugging the porcelain throne, and praying for a merciful death. I've read the tales on various other blogs. The exploits have been well chronicled. So I knew what to expect. Sort of.
Wouldn't you know it? The old laptop battery is dying. To be continued.
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