acidevangelist:
I know EXACTLY how you feel. A little Neil Young or Lucinda Williams in the CD player, and just go...
aspasia:
Can I be in the passenger seat?
dekews:
Oh. Me too.
I'm driving myself up to Boston tomorrow. I'm gonna love every minute of it.
remuemenage:
the driving cure -----------------> I'm well-acquainted

thanks for our pharmatalk - the piece is taking shape as something of an indepth book review a la The New York Review Of Books that I'm hoping the local free news and arts weekly could carry (they're always hard-up for copy)

maybe with a little editing I can also send it to some indepedently owned newspapers as an Op-Ed

anyway - it is still very much in the works

your piece of information - desperate need for pharmaceuticals, cobbled together coverage ... has been very helpful

perhaps for a more general piece on the entire American medical industry

more questions to come - if you'll indulge!
stompbox:
I used to get in my car and drive around for hours. I don't know why I don't do it much anymore. Crappy cd player I guess.
artrob:
me too
loretta:
thanks for the coment on my set sweetie smile
chuba:
My mom used to put me in the car and drive me around the block to make me fall asleep...when I was a baby, not now. Now it just happens with anybody driving.
twinkie:
"then i'll make them excercise and write novels. and eat diet food. they'll be begging for mercy, yet none will come."

AHA I was laughing for days. Especially adding on "diet food."

Driving makes me so anxious. I feel like I'm in the death cage.