(One such, Aurora,
by Kim Stanly Robinson,
is science fiction and if you
enjoy that, I highly
recommend it.)
Thanks for the tip! I'm always looking for my next favorite book.
Well, in Cleveland, one must
visit the Rock N Roll Hall of Fame, no?
Uh...sure, I guess?

I don't know what else is there.
So... $26 for an hour or so
of very rushed, unsatisfying
touring?
Nope.
I decided to skip it.
Good call.
Well, in Cleveland, one must
visit the Christmas Story House.
Now we're talking!
If you haven't watched
A Christmas Story...
Why haven't you!?!?!?
That's a great question.
And wash out your mouth
with a bar of Lifebuoy
for not having seen it.
Though my personal preference is for Lux, I find that Palmolive has a nice, piquant after-dinner flavor - heavy, but with a touch of mellow smoothness.
But I've been there before.
You can read about it here:
Christmas in July
(If you haven't already. If you wish.)
Thanks for the link! I don't think I'd read about your trip there before.
You'll notice that the truck
says Chippawa on it.
It was parked
(in the next frame)
so as to obscure
the name.
I love reading about movie tricks like this.
It's indescribably beautiful!
Looks fragile. It must be Italian.
A 1919 Harley with...
A covered side car????
It looks a little ratty...
but it is almost a hundred
years old.
Cool!
Owned at one time by
Elvis Presley.
I find it interesting
that with the passage
of time, this may be
less cool than it once
would have been.
Probably for the best. I've always thought celebrity-worship gets way out of control.
Now if it was a
Taylor Swift bike!
Yeah...
Who cares.
So.... here's the thing about Betty.
I've noticed that there are times,
when the road is straight and true,
and as we're coming up to an exit,
she'll start telling me to
"Keep left, on I-90 to Chicago"
for example.
Well... yeah.
She didn't tell me to take the exit,
so why would I?
She doesn't do it at every exit,
thank goodness.
But often enough that it's noticeable.
This happens with my GPS, too. I think it may have to do with EXIT ONLY lanes. If it's dropping a lane at the exit they reinforce the message to stay on the highway.
I hate being late.
I really do.
I think it's completely unfair
to the people whom you
are making wait for you.
I feel the same way. I'd much rather be early.
Okay... in another mile or so,
I need to make a right turn.
I approached a long ramp,
on the right.
I started to wonder if I
should take it... but Betty
made no comment as I approached.
Okay, obviously a ramp leading
elsewhere and I'd have that right
turn come up real soon.
I passed the ramp and Betty
cheerfully and smugly chirped:
"Recalculating".
(Usually Betty says that
in an accusing/exasperated tone.)
What???
The ETA went from one minute
to ten more minutes.
With a (more or less)
U turn up ahead.
Reminds me of an old Simpsons episode.
"The preceding episode contained scenes of extreme violence and should not have been viewed by young children."
Yep. Room.
Bed.
TV.
Rejoice that I posted that.
I eventually arrived at
Melt Bar & Grilled.
Ooh! I think I've heard about this before. Saw it on a food show on TV somewhere.
It was nice meeting
Carrie and Joe again, but....
It was their wedding anniversary!
I asked them why they were
spending their anniversary with me,
but they assured me that they were
going to begin their celebration
the next day as they were
leaving for Disney in the morning.
Well, that's a pretty good answer to the question.
Honey ham, mojo glazed pulled pork,
fried pickle spears, honey mustard
and Swiss cheese.
Looks yummy! Except for the pickles. I have a feeling I'd like this place.
In retrospect, I suspect
that perhaps the server
scooped some out of an
unfinished batch of cold prep?
And you may wonder
why I didn't send it back?
By then I was full and
didn't want any more.
I should have mentioned
it though.
Just to save someone else
the ignominy of an incomplete
helping of disappointing coleslaw.
The lesson, as always: never order coleslaw.
I drove back to the hotel.
When I logged on to the wifi,
I suddenly got a bunch of
iMessages from Carrie.
"We're here."
"Okay, we're inside."
"We're just around the corner."
Oh.
I made sure to tell future
DISers that I met that I
couldn't get iMessages
and to just use straight texts.
Oops!
I remember receiving just that sort of a message...
Did you see it in this chapter?

Why so shy?