Well all will be received in Graceland.

I've got two roadtrippies this month. That's good for me, that's good for my soul.

First up, this weekend. I said yes. After two nights of watching my studly feller perform in his show (largely directed by Steve Zahn, ahem), I will hit the open road and make a pilgrimage. My travelling companion is an "Old Friend," a dear friend, a wildly sober friend. I cannot wait. It will require the playing of hookie from work, so that I may roam the ghost-soaked streets of Memphis, Tennessee. I'm goin' to Graceland.

A trip to rekindle my dreaming heart. A trip to awaken the magic of my soul. I said yes. And now there's no turning back.

The second trip of the road, will be to Indianapolis, Indiana. There I will be throwing a bachelorette party for another of my very dear friends. Feller's coming with me to this and we'll stay an extra night and drive back home on New Years Eve to ring in the new year doing ... something. No plans yet, but I've decreed a rule that we CANNOT fight on this day, nor on New year's day.

Perhap I will photodocument these adventures for to post on this here thing right here. Perhap.