Monday, January 28, 2002
The mist settles in over the city like television static and the sprawl would be breathtaking if you could actually take it all in. Dallas effectively covers over 370 square miles of land, most of it highways and tech centers. The weather is balmy and heavy with humidity ? strange winter weather for me, coming from the bleach-dry frigidness of Colorado ? and I drive with the windows down in my rented, kelly-green Ford Mustang. It has South Carolina license plates. I dream of all the stories I can live as I cruise down the freeway.
Toured the city with a go-go boy who was nice enough to take the evening and show me around. JR's. The Mining Company. Moby Dick's. After Dark. The Round-Up. Now, I'm back in my room, exhausted but looking forward to a few more hours of work at the test site. Speaking of which, it's time to get ready and hit the road again. I'll drive with the windows down.
Et Cetera
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