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This was me Sunday as I entered this hole in the New Mexican desert. I'm liking the camera phone. After the tour I unloaded the car at a Motel 6 and went back with the top down for sunset and the bat flight (about 400,000 strong) which was incredible and something I haven't experienced since 1973.

Hear, hear, I have arrived, hooray. Quite a three thousand miles and now I rest before reloading. I made up a lot of the final balance on Route 66 which maintains a certain dignity and style that defines the west, I think. I'm very tired and I intend to get shevled so I'll pass muster. May I play? THE survival game. Mousetrap. You roll the dice, move your mice, build a trap. It's a hit!