Today, I hit 58 on the annual counter, 6 years further than my father.

Today, I quit long haul driving mostly refrigerated loads across America.

Today, I finished getting Chapter 1 of The Pastel Cowboy read to put up on eFiction. I haven't put it up before because I thought it was a bit much for GA, but it seems some at GA want it, so I've acquiesed to their demands. I'll have it up as soon as I get home or Wednesday, whichever comes first.

Today, I finished the second section of Chapter 17 of The Pastel Cowboy and Chapters 15 and 16 are up on The Story Cove and will be sent to the nifty people shortly.

Today, I decided to bring my second unpublishable novel to GA. This is a happy tale about a man, whose wife is dying of cancer, discovers he had a boyfriend in junior and senior high and nearly everyone in his family thought he was gay. The story progresses through the wife's death and the husband's increasing remembrance of a troubled past that was suddenly forgotten for some reason he can remember. As usual for my stories, Red Bridge is chock full of disgusting subjects like, physical and sexual child abuse, straight and gay incest, adultery, needless violence, mental anguish, and, of course, there is love, a love that lasts a life time. And, there is a ample dose of Switzerland, too.

Finally, today, I am with the wife, our son, and cute little Bonita, who doesn't travel well and hasn't pottied since last night which is causing no end of anguish on someone's part. I figure she'll go when she feels like it, others want a pee and a poop now, damn it!. We're heading home tomorrow. With my son and I driving, it should take about 14 hours plus potty breaks.