a tank of gas and half a pack of smokes
It’s way too early, and I don’t have enough coffee in me to make intelligent noises but nevertheless we’re off on our road trip. I’ve never been one for the travelling process - it’s the destination, not the pain in the ass journey - but here we go. Considering I’ll be spending approximately 15 of the next 48 hours in a car, I’m almost wishing I had wireless…
Anyway, putting it all on black when we pull into Sin City.