George Clooney has a new movie out called The American and it’s a stinker.

You’re welcome.

On Friday, the begining of this glorious and long anticipated three day weekend, I had to drive to the Bay area for work.   If you live in Northern Cali or are familiar with the drive to the Bay you are probably reading this and feeling very sorry for me right now, if you have no clue what I’m talking about this is what it looks like on the trip back north on a holiday weekend.

The general rule of thumb on a regular week day is; leave the Bay before 2 and your trip home should take 2 to two and half hours.   On Friday of a holiday weekend you might as well be pulling a wagon with flat tires and a load of bricks through the desert because that’s about how fast traffic moves.

I took advantage of this traffic knowledge and planned a stop to take a picture of the retired ships in this bay.   They have been removing them and I wanted to get a picture before they were all gone.

I can imagine that at one time that this was a spectacular view from that bench with all the retired ships and the sun setting to the right of this picture but that Jack in the Box/Texaco sign leaves a lot to be desired.

I left Fremont at 1:30 and arrived home at 5, it’s a 117 mile trip, the average speed was 40mph and this is what I saw along the way.

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We might have headed out Friday afternoon

There may have been some inadvertent jesus along the way

There may have been a fire

Red may have spent a good portion of his first outing on lock down because he might  have  been having some public “alone” time with the only other boy dog in the group.

I may have held a house up all by myself.

I may have seen dead people

I may have danced with these three strippers.

And Red may have decided it’s better to stay home.

But I’ve been known to be wrong.

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