|Above, The Beast at the Los Banos KOA. Photo by Armand Vaquer.|
After a good night's sleep (I always manage to sleep better in The Beast), I am ready to hit the road for Marin County for tomorrow's book event with former Secret Service Agent Clint Hill. I apparently feel asleep pretty fast.
About an hour after going to bed, I exchanged a few text messages with a girl I know (the phone jarred me awake). She apparently changed her phone number and couldn't find mine and asked a mutual acquaintance if she can give it to her. I said it was okay. I also sent her a message via Facebook and we reconnected. My last message to her was 11:20 and by 11:38, I must've been out cold as she asked, "Hello, u there?" with no response by me. We'll hang when I get back to L.A.
It appears that once word got out that I'm a "free agent" again, women are coming out of the woodwork. I can't complain about that!
Right now, I am waiting for the water heater to do its job so I can shower up.
I'll be heading up Interstate 5 to Interstate 580. I'll be crossing San Francisco Bay to get to Marin County.
So far, everything's been a relaxed state of affairs and enjoyable.