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It sounds like I souped-up my car, but I didn’t.  Turns out a car has two mufflers, and the middle one on mine is loose.  It can’t be glued in place like I suggested, instead it has to be replaced.  So until that time, I have a fake modded ride.

I love it here.  Last summer I spent an entire day here, which is how I ended up flying around in a Chevy Nova.  

Oh PS – I haven’t mentioned it ever, but I could go on and on about how that new “no cell while driving law” has affected my entire show, but it’s got me down for sure.  I mean, my whole premise…

… you’d get an email much like this:

“So ya, we can drink beers and be dumb and I’m fun to drive around with downtown, don’t worry.”

And then I’d give you this towel.

By now you’re like, “well this is the dumbest post ever”, and it kinda is.

The only reason I’m writing it is because this is now the second time I’ve blogged about this towel, and I think that’s funny.

Thanks, Brennen!  I think you too should get your haircut here.  Don’t worry, his eyes aren’t really all fish-like like that.

Here’s our episode, “At the Hairdresser”:

PS – I got a kick out of the name of this post, remember the viral video, My New Haircut?  Not now chief.

It has to go because when I sit in it I have terrible terrible posture.  I have computer shoulders and since I kicked off “Operation Beast Keri” two weeks ago, and learned how long it’s going to take to correct my posture, I can no longer reverse that every night by sitting in it.

It’s in mint condition because I’m little and the thing is huge. Usually I sit cross-legged all hunched over like this.  

Why is it so special?  Because I invented my whole show in it.  As silly as it is to be attached to an inanimate object, I am.  That’s why I care what happens to it.

Email me or leave a comment below if you’d like it.

It’s still possible and will happen, this cross-country-celebrating-Canada trip, documenting it online, that’s all the same, but the way I do it has changed.  

While at the Olympics two big things happened, 1 – I saw thousands of people who loved and wanted to fist-pump for Canada as much as me, so okay great, this invention of mine really has legs.  

But 2 – everything I thought and planned, for the last 2+ years, about how I was going to make it happen, I realized none of it will work.  It was simultaneously uplifting and devastating at the same time and definitely contributed to my zombie-ness when I returned home.

I’ve always planned for it to be just me, driving around, making a video a day and doing what I did in Vancouver… producing and researching my own stories, blogging and editing everything myself, on the road, on a couch, just me.  

But having done that for three weeks and then crashing hard for another three, well, how inefficient is that?  And the fun wears off, and you’d see that, and who wants to watch an exhuasted girl online?  I don’t wanna even edit that.

You know what else?  I no longer want to do it by myself either.  I wouldn’t say I’m a natural team player, I’ve never played a team sport, I’m kind of a loner… but it started after I sailed on that warship and was immersed in a giant team for a few days, that’s when I started to think maybe it’d be better to have a partner-in-crime* with me.

But for sure I’m going to try to put them in their own car for the trip, I mean how much small talk can I be expected to make?  :)

* I’ve been adding characteristics to a list for 2+ years of my dream assistant, his name is “My Guy”, he’s a one-stop-shop of help, and I’ll tell you all about him another day.