For starters, the CD player in my car is not just dumb or whatever. It's not simply a matter of being able to play some discs and not others. The damn thing is broken, it's worn out, it's malfunctioning. Some CDs I've put in it, it starts to play them, and maybe it plays one or two tracks all the way through. Then, halfway through another track, it starts glitching and spitting out tiny snatches of sound, as if the disc were very badly scratched. (It's not. All my CDs are in very good condition.) It was so nerve-wracking I had to stop trying to play CDs at all. Which meant I had to drive all the way to Columbus without music. And no, I didn't listen to the radio. I HATE radio these days. The music's not worth listening to and the commercials are annoying and repetitive. So I drove to Columbus in silence. When I turn the car in on Tuesday, I am going to complain very strongly about the CD player.
Oh, and halfway to Columbus, as I was approaching Indianapolis on I-65 south, I ran into a horrible traffic jam. We spent miles just creeping along. Finally I decided to take a detour, so I got off at the next exit, which was Route 32 in Lebanon, IN, and drove east on it to US-421 south to I-465 east and rejoined my planned route.
Finally I reached Columbus, and the Holiday Inn in Worthington that used to be a Radisson but still hosts Morphicon. I checked in, and Babs called, and we went out to dinner. Oh, but it started raining.
Oh, and when we got back to the hotel, I seemed to be getting a sore throat.
If I believed in God I would kick him in the nuts because he is clearly trying to ruin my entire trip. Or maybe it's Simon Krandis again, I dunno.