Today was simply a drive through Virginia to Charleston, WV.

I drove through Shenandoah National Park, a long thin park atop the Blue Ridge Mountains.  It was quite a hazy day and so the views, and even more so the photos, were imperfect.  The park was just a detour actually, I saw it on the map and decided to take the Skyline Drive over the ridge of the range.  It was 100+ miles long and took only 2.5 hours, since I didn't stop at every single viewpoint.  I may have done were there more time and less mist.

I didn't actually make it to Charleston in the end as I was too tired and it was too dark.  It was a good job, therefore, that I was unable to arrange surfing there.  I pulled off into Beckley and got a motel room.  Ah!  My own bed, a cool dark room!  It was very very welcome to have a good night's sleep.

A rant about censorship on the radio.  Must Dire Straits' Money For Nothing be censored so severly?  Must it have its entire third verse chopped out just because the lyrics mention a "little faggot with the earring and the make-up?"  Surely they could make clean such a terrible word like they do with Pink Floyd's Money by either muting that word, replacing that one-beat section with the reverse of itself, or (yuk, I hate this technique) cutting that beat out entirely, resulting in an unflowing 3-beat bar?  By censoring it, it draws more attention to it than by hearing it.