Day 1 in the books

Welcome to Dickinson, North Dakota. 'Live here. Work here. Get your life back.'

Okaaaaay. Weird.

So we made it here, about 65 miles from the Montana border, give or take. I reckon we put in about 500 miles today. So far so good. Except that my phone broke. It still works, but I cant read the screen anymore. Cant tell who is calling, can't tell anything, whether I even have reception or not. Sooooo, please take time out of your busy lives over the next two days to give me a call and chat it up a bit. To all of you I was hoping to see one last time, I am sorry, packing and family stuff got in the way. I'll buy you a beer when you come visit in Seattle. They are fond of their micro brews there. In fact, there is a contest that you are all welcome to participate in: first friend to come visit the new digs. Winner gets a chocolate cake baked in his or her or their honor. How can you beat that?

Anyways, today went well. There was a bit of a problem picking up the truck, and we got on the road a lot later than we wanted, but oh well. The Kat seems to be far preferring this trip to a similar move blogged about over at Slurry Beta and here a few months ago. We are in a hotel right now, watching Conan on the tube.

Tomorrow night I hope to be camping somewhere near Missoula. Wish us luck.

Godspeed.