So last weekend Bren & I drove to Hayward to visit with her family. The drive up along the 1/101 was treacherous, breathtaking, and ~100 miles longer than just going up the 5. However the trip back had it's own unique qualities...
1) I had to drive back Monday instead of Sunday as I had planned, due to unforeseen events*
2) Bren *had* to be back Monday - so I put her on a 8pm flight from SJC to SNA.
3) A solitary drive down the 5 is a bleak & boring place
4) When I started out, I queued on my iPod up the second hitchhiker's guide book "The Restaurant at the end of the Universe". I arrived home 5 minutes before the book ended. No, I was not geeky enough to figure out if it was a multiple of 42.

* The unforeseen events: While going out to brunch with the in-laws, their car got a flat & it took forever to get it fixed. It was a comedy of tragic, time consuming, errors. When we finally got back to my car, it was already 6pm. Remember kids, cut with the vein, *cough* I mean "grain" - not against it.