Color me gone
Welcome to this week’s Reno News & Review.
OK, everybody, here we go.
I’m on vacation. I’m writing this early, but by the time you read it, I may be on the road for Massachusetts. I’ve never operated an automobile east of the Mississippi, but I’m pretty sure the laws of physics don’t change that greatly in the compacted East. So, let’s see, cover stories are judiciously assigned, editorials, contributors’ payments, staff salaries, blah, blah, blah. Dennis, Kat, Kelley and Foto will do fine.
I’m not too worried about how things will go in my absence. This place has gotten along fine without me before. I was actually more nervous leaving Hunter in the car for 10 minutes while I ran into Lowe’s to check prices on gas grills.
What else? Even though I’m not hitting the road for a week after I’m officially off, my heart rate increases just thinking about my trip. I haven’t picked up a map yet. I mean, how hard can it be? I just head to the Pacific, do a U-turn and kind of point my bumper toward the rising sun for about 3,000 miles, right? Maybe a little bit to the north?
Well, by the next time you see my name down here, sometime after June 12, I’ll have had my big adventure. I can only hope mine works out better for me than PeeWee’s did for him.