I let my apolitical shields down – and the coming darkness rushed in. I fear for the republic. It happened on my watch. Mea culpa. Enough said. Please, giant meteor – just do it. Just finish us off.
Planning the rest of the way back to the asylum. Still thinking about flying to LAX. Spend the day in LA. Once I get to Union Station in LA, there are lots of options for things to do, depending on how perky I feel after a night on the plane. Then 10 hours to Flagstaff on the train. In Flagstaff, catch a bus to Grand Canyon. Spend 3 nights in Grand Canyon. Bus back to Flagstaff. Spend night in Flagstaff. Back on train at 5:30AM one night to Chicago. Spend six hours in Chicago. Then on the train for one last night. Back to Union Station, DC. Then metro to metro center to pentagon. Bus to asylum in time for dinner. But, the only reservations that I have are for 3 nights in Grand Canyon.
Well, and there are a boatload of reservations about the future! There are reservations and reservations.
Rotisserie Chicken and rice was lunch. Maybe egg sandwich on tap for dinner.