My life on Friday mornings

This is Route 1. This is where I spend my Friday mornings every week. Actually, it used to be the turnpike, but it let me down so now I take Route 1. So far, so good.

It wasn't too bad. I don't mind the drive up because it gets me to my favorite place. It's the idiots that are on the road with me that I mind. Seriously, people are nuts.

The rest of Friday was pretty fun. I did things with my nut of a mother, then Coll and I dragged Brian around to stores. He was ok, we bribed him by allowing him to sit in a massage chair in Brookstone. He's one of the weirdest 6 year olds I know. But I love him. =]