I’m back in OKC, on my 4th last trip (so they tell me).  I just keep telling myself, “Just 4 more to go, and 3 more after this one.”

One thing that’s weird though?  When I’m all done coming here, I think part of me will miss certain things about these trips.  Like, some of the restaurants that I’ve come to like around here, and relaxing in the hot tub at night.  Actually, now that I think about this, those are the two things I will miss.

Oh, and the nice weather.  It snowed a metric assload on Saturday (I actually strained by left arm from shovelling the driveway TWICE that day), and here?  Warmish.  Nice spring, almost-summer weather.  Of course, when I’m all done my trips here, the weather will be nice back home, so I won’t add it to the list.

So, we have the restaurants, and the hot tub.  I won’t miss the loneliness and longing to be with my girls and my wife though.

You sit in a hot tub? Don’t you know what festering cesspools of disgusting filth those things are? Well, unless you’re a swinger, then they’re “cool”. Er, so I hear.