It was a good day. Got a lot done. Went home to the hotel and caught up on
the latest news on my office in houston coping with the economy. Glad I can
do my part here to support us.


I left at 7:30 intending to go to the mall. I missed a turn and I wound up
lost on the Pennsylvania turnpike. I took the first exit I could find and
wandered around in the rustic town I’d found. As I drove over the winding
hills I found myself at Miles Park. I’d been invited to play Ultimate
Frisbee here by Will, a member of the creative team I’m on. I found my way
here totally accidentally, not knowing why I was taking a turn or what was
around the corner. The park is enormous. Something like a mile by half
mile square of open fields, soccer fields, baseball fields, softball fields,
and lots of happy people. I have never been any place like this, even in
Louisville. Amazing. The lack of humidy totally sells me. Even golf courses aren’t this good.
The earth kicks ass.


Okay, now I’m back. I spent the next two hours semi-lost as I drove aimlessly. Not a bad tour. Saw some scary parts of town (especially down North Broad Street) but nothing where I feared for my life. Cops followed me, like, 4 times.
There were a couple of instances where it looked like some woman was jussssst about to cross the street… only she never does. A good
rule of thumb is that if you see some dude about 50 feet away staring blankly at the side of a building for no reason,
you’ve found your way into pimp/ho territory.


I have been listening to a couple of MP3s for the last few days that feature some extensive piano playing.
I plan to learn how to play these as soon as I get home. ”Are Friends Electric” when they’re
Down in the Park?