the harrowing 45-mile drive

the drive to san jose with howie didn't quite go as planned...

at first i thought, "ha! look at him sleeping so peacefully. he doesn't know what he's getting himself into."

then i realized that he was looking at me out of one eye. so i thought, "maybe he does know?"

but then i got him all packed up.

about 30 miles into the drive, turns out i was the one who didn't know what i was getting myself into.

finally in san jose, tuckered out after a long day.

bon voyage, howie

tonight is howie's last night in oakland. he's going to miss his table, where he enjoys the view of treetops and the oakland hills.

i hate packing...

if i only owned four boxes worth of stuff, i'd be done by now.