Deborah and I are en route to Milwaukee, the first leg of the journey, a preamble, if you will.
There, we'll drop D's dog off at her son's (dog sitting) and catch a flight to Tampa FL via Detroit Rock City.
I slept poorly last night, part excitement for travel and part residual congestion from last week's cold. A couple rounds of the netty pot and some heavy OTC drugs* this morning took care of the latter.
* "Real" Sudafed, the kind they make crystal meth with, not the substandard fake stuff, which the pharmacist outright told me is nothing more than placebo. Honesty is underrated in today's highly fabricated "reality."