the art of living: we're not in kansas anymore

I got in the car, drove to the hotel, and laid on the bed with my eyes closed. The remote control didn't work for the TV so I googled the nearest RedBox, which was miraculously right across the street! I headed over there within 5 minutes. ... Sure enough, in about 10 minutes, I had driven out of the worst of it and could turn off my wipers. It was pedal to the metal from there out. I finished my Nicholas Sparks book and popped in "Eat, Pray, Love" which kept me occupied ...