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My Brain Is Dead
As proof, I offer the fact that I spelled "dead" as "ded," above, when I started this message.
We're RPGing on Saturday night for the second weekend in a row, in an attempt to get the monthly game back on its pre-summer schedule (it has now become a space opera game; I am an uplifted dog ... who happens to be a fantastically skilled paramedic). And the Young Lady is in a high-intensity driving/driver safety course that runs 10:00am-1:15pm on every weekend (both days) for the rest of the month, and it's located in Rockville (= 40-minute drive).
And between dropping her (and her best friend) off at driving lessons tomorrow and going to the game, I am driving to Glen Air to visit my sis-in-law who is recovering from a hip replacement. So I am not going to be able to mellow out for a day any time soon (hmmm ... maybe Columbus Day, although TYL has school, so I will still be waking up early).
And also! Sunday is the Takoma Park Street Festival. Which will make it hard to get in and out of our neighborhood, because they block off the end of our street near the main drag and set up one of the stages there ... .
No wonder I can't get any creative thinking done ... .
Re: driver's ed
Re: driver's ed
When I learned to drive, I was already 27, and the EZ Method lessons were nothing but hands-on ... we were responsible for learning the traffic laws etc. on our own, so there was no classwork at all ... .
Re: driver's ed