This morning I did six short sprints (less than 15 seconds each) in the harbor. Then I put the boat on the car and headed south. If I had had plenty of time, I would have taken the "Blues Highway" (U.S. 61) through the Delta, but I didn't, so I took Interstate 55 to Jackson and I-20 to Vicksburg.
And here I am. The Mississippi is plenty high, and some breezy conditions are forecast for tomorrow, so I expect it will be an exciting contest.
In an effort to relax and promote a good night's sleep tonight, I thought I'd soak in the bathtub in my motel room this evening, only to find that those Super 8 cheapskates have rigged the drain so it won't close. But I'm too smart for them: just so happens I have a pill bottle whose lid fits right into the drain hole, so my tub held water.
Who knows how to stick it to The Man? This guy. That's who.
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