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He Ran The New York Marathon On One Hour Of Sleep

James Bakner.

So there I was, in the back seat of a early 1980s Volkswagen Scirocco, belted in by a seatbelt of dubious quality sitting behind my newly mohawked roommate being driven to see some live music in the quaint hipster village of Williamsburg, Brooklyn by none other than James Bakner.

Now for those of you who know James, it would not surprise you that he would drive four plus hours from Virginia with a stop in Bethlehem, Pennsylvania—to see Ferd—to see some music and hang out with his friends before he starts to head over to Washington on only a few hours of sleep. Not the district, but the state. If his car hasn�t broken down, he is probably on the road as you read this.

A shout out to crazy road trips and those who do them.

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Actually, I am still in Virginia right now, Thursday, 6-2 about 5:00. I Finally got westbound through the Lincoln tunnel about noon yesterday, Wednesday 6-1. I got tired past Harrisburg, PA, so I stopped at a rest area and read a short story. I rolled back into Buena Vista/Lexington about dark. I was going to pack the car that evening and leave for Washington this morning, but I laid down on the couch, and the next thing I know It is 11:00 this morning, Thursday 6-2.

I am not necessarily getting old, I like to think that "I am in the twilight of my youth". I can stay up late crazy style one night, but I can not stay up late two nights in a row...

So, I shall finish packing and leave for Washington State in a couple hours. I got an excellent night's sleep last night, so I can roll all night.

I should be headed west by now, but this afternoon I wrote a snail mail letter to Julie Loyd, the musician Colin and I saw Tuesday night at the Laila Lounge in Williamsburg. Then, I had to go to the library to send some E mails and read my favorite blog.

The Scirocco is running excellent. As of about 3:00 this afternoon, Clay Folk and Josh Thomas have not left South Carolina. I should be able to pass and overtake Clay's WVO (Waste Vegetable Oil) burning Chevy V8 diesel crew cab truck somewhere in Missouri or Kansas.

Oh yeah, I replaced the seatbelt today. Colin was right about the dubiousness. The stitching had torn where the webbing attatched to the metal buckle part, and I had temporarilly fixed it by tying the webbing in an overhand knot through the hole in the buckle....
For those of you ColinJAllen web log readers who are into the legendary VW Scirocco, check out the website Scirocco.org.