On the Road Again: Turning Back Time in Georgia
See the full gallery on Posterous So it has been a while since I've written from the road. It's not that I haven't been traveling (I've been doing plenty of that). In the past 3 weeks alone I've crisscrossed from D.C. to Ohio, to Annapolis (on Naval Academy Graduation Day no less), back to Ohio, and on to Georgia. This morning I am writing from downtown Augusta, GA. I arrived back in the South on Saturday after a heavy overdose of pseudophed for my clogged up ears. I took so much of the stuff, in the hopes that my ears would adjust while flying, that I probably caused TSA to put out a call to the DEA, FBI, CIA, and some number of other three-lettered agencies. Needless to say, today is the first day that I actually realized that I was indeed, in Augusta. As for Augusta, there isn't much here, but it is where I come to find my serenity. I telework from here about one to two times per month. It is quiet, slow, and just what I need to clear out the