…gonna be up the country without a reliable cellular signal. And the wi-fi ain’t gonna be great, either. And, heck, I should just probably relax and eat hamburgers off of the grill until Tuesday anyway. And do go-carts. My kids remember that there are go-karts up there.
So, quiet posting this weekend.
My father-in-law took pictures of me and my eldest proving this: hopefully the maniacal grin got captured. You can get a surprising amount of velocity out of a lawnmower engine: who knew?
I love the smell of hydrocarbon products burned in an internal combustion engine in the morning: smells like victory.
Vacation ends tomorrow.
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