Simply put, I am no longer living in Las Vegas. I was hijacked by my dad, tossed in a 26′ Penske truck and woke up with a bump on my head and a bit of a headache. He may have told me several times before the abduction but really, who listens to their elders these days?
Where will we end up? Who knows. More details coming whenever we run out of gas. Ow! I really think he was a tad over-enthusiastic with that freaking crowbar…