Not much more to say now than: “Baltimore. Been there, done that.”

I’m not loving it here. First, nobody on the freeway here can seem to drive faster than 60. Second, all the stupid restaurants around my hotel close at 10:00 and I didn’t get in ’til 11:00 — because nobody around here can seem to drive faster than 60. Third, I didn’t get a wink of sleep last night. Not one. It was too quiet. Fourth… Eh, fuck it. Baltimore isn’t worth this much effort.

I’m coming home tomorrow night. I wish it was tonight.