Well, here I sit, in my camper, alone. I get tired of being alone sometimes. I miss having a physical intimacy with somebody. And no, I'm not talking about sex, although sex is great. I mean somebody to hug and hold and hold me back. The sheer physical comforting that takes place when one human curls up to sleep with another. Roxy will cuddle with me, but let's face it, a boxer snores a lot and she ends up shedding all over the bed.

It looks like I'm going to try to take a road trip consisting of a few days to New Orleans in August. I want to visit my old friend Rocky and go see St. Louis #1 cemetery. I've been to #2, but #1 is supposed to be quite a bit more interesting.