Morning

I woke up this morning and went out for a little run around downtown. There's an old corn processing plant that spews this vile smelling smoke into the air and has since the late sixties. Gee whiz, it's good to be back home.

When I got back to the hotel room, I took a shower, got dressed, started a pot of coffee and channel surfed until I heard Sid coming back to life on the sofa. We still had another hour until we were supposed to meet Nicky downstairs for a late breakfast. Plenty of time to fill Sid in on the evening he was too drunk then and too hung over now to remember. I embellished a bit just to make the experience a little more humbling for him.

Nicky called up from the lobby to let us know that the breakfast buffet is almost over, so if we wanted to eat, now's the time. So, we went downstairs to meet him. Nicky was quick to point out that Sid was wearing the same clothes he was last night. I wolfed down a entire plate of eggs and hash browns. Nicky had some canteloupe while Sid sipped black coffee. We talked about last night, and Nicky said he got a call from Grace this morning. He kinda left it at that. I could've tried to get more information out of him, but I thought it would be best not to appear too eager.

We all made plans to meet at Nicky's house for a cookout later. For a brief moment, we considered driving north for the afternoon to get some six-point beer in Missouri, but decided against it A) because the cost of gas would be too high, and B) the last thing either of us need after last night is more alcohol.

So, we're back in the room, trying to decide what we want to do this afternoon before we go over to Nicky's. Now's as good a time as any to update the blog.