If the title of this post isn’t clear or you’re somewhat dense, I’m in Michigan right now.
Actually, assuming this will be posted at 10 a.m. like I instructed WordPress to do, I will technically be en route to Michigan, cruising down the highway in our sleek 2002 Dodge Stratus.
(That’s also assuming the Stratus hasn’t crapped out on us. She gets a little cranky when I try to go over 60 mph. That’s when I hit the gas even harder and bark that oil changes are for sissies!)
But soon I’ll no doubt be relaxing on the beach in a Great Lake State of mind. (Michigan is called the Great Lake State if you didn’t know. I think it’s also called the Wolverine State, but I don’t have a pun for that, and I’m also hoping wolverines are not involved in any of my plans for the weekend.)
If you haven’t realized it by now, this post is pretty pointless. Its sole purpose is just to announce the following:
I AM IN MICHIGAN.
And you’re (probably) not. Although I can’t be entirely sure about that.
Also, this will be my view as I lay out on the beach, reading The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, which has gotten a lot of hype lately, but 150 pages in, my review so far is “meh.”
Hopefully I’m not as red as that lighthouse when I get back.
Ciao! Or, as they say in Michigan…