Left Wichita at 6:30 this morning for Manhattan. One of the interesting aspects of the trip is picking the route. Today, I chose Highway 15 through Newton, to Abilene, and over to Manhattan on I-70.
My custom is to stop at the Casey’s General Store in Abilene to take care of business. But today, the toilet in the men’s room was broken. This proved to be a major ordeal because I then decided to attempt to make it all the way to K-State.
Mistake
I made it. Still a mistake.
Parking outside of Snyder Family Stadium is, to say the least, troublesome. People are tailgating and it’s sometimes difficult not to hit them as the stand there, refusing to move. My general inclination is to go ahead and run over them, but I’m told that is against the law. Too bad.
I did finally find a parking spot and rushed to the press box, which for this day served as Casey’s General Store.
The drive was highlighted by two new CDs _ by Bruce Springsteen and John Fogerty. Yes, I’m a child of the 1970s, although there is new music I listen to. I’m not a snob.
The Springsteen CD was outstanding but I preferred Fogerty. They’re both amazing, but Fogerty’s music speaks to me. That sounds a little weird, but if you love music you know what I mean.
Anyway, we’re just minutes away from kickoff _ 13:41 to be exact. I’m looking forward to this game and have no idea what will happen.
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Better have that prostrate checked, or slow down on the Mountain Dew diet cola. KState campus is a great place to take a WHIZ, you know what I mean.
There are two kinds of music. GOOD AND BAD!
Bob,
I think you have finally figured out what “Your Public” is interested in. We want to know how far you can drive without having to stop for relief. That along with the thought of you driving down the road listening to John Fogerty and “The Boss” gives us a “glimpse” of what it is like to be “Bob Lutz”.
Keep up the Good Work!
Pastor Mike
I can sympathize. When I was in high school 25 years ago, I overslept on “KU Band day” morning, ran out the door without hitting the bathroom, and had to suffer through a 3.5 hour bus ride, a march through downtown Lawrence, and another bus ride up to the campus before I got a potty break. I had to sprint cross-legged up Mt. Oread until I found a campus building that was unlocked to search for a bathroom. I remember the agony to this day.