Hi gang. Got in an hour ago, wicked tired, more tomorrow. Nice motel. Mrs. G really knows how to pick 'em. The sign's in Chinese. Heh. I'll get a picture and prove it, but not tonight.
I was gassin' up at Costco in Lancaster and thinkin' about dinner when what did I spy across the street but a joint called Chronic Tacos. Buncha young jokers in there, but they throw together a helluva burrito! Tasty. I'll let ya know how it worked out, or if you don't hear anything from me ever again, that'll tell ya something too...
Better go before I zzzzzzz...
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