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Don't you just hate that saying: "My Bad." Boy, did that one get old quick. But, I am bad. Bad about getting a blog done. I really should keep up on it more.
I'm sooo bad, but sooo good at it. We're in a motel in (get ready) Hawthorne, NV. Can you imagine. Well if you can't... A desert, surrounded by mountains, with constant dust blowing around a desolute little town. No Wallyworld! No a lot of things, but I miss Walmart.
This morning I wanted coffee. It's unusual for motels to not have a coffee pot in the rooms, but this one does not. (We had to beg for extra towels.) Anyway, the person in charge of making coffee is a late sleeper. So I rang the bell a few times and then ran.
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