Tonight I feel ambitious And so does my foot as it sinks on the pedal I press it to the floor... -- Eve 6, "Open Road Song" In 48 hours, I'll already have embarked on a rather ambitious endeavor. For those of you who are unaware, I depart Thursday night to fly back to my parents' old house in Connecticut -- which will be theirs only until the end of the month -- and then I load up all their worldly possessions in a U-Haul truck, which I will then proceed to drive all the way across the country by myself, dropping off most of their stuff in Tucson and proceeding on to Los Angeles to take ownership of some of their other stuff. All in the space of a week and a half. My parents will be trailing behind me by about a week. This is therapeutic for me. I dig the open road, and a week out there with only the music and the road will do me some good, I think. More than that, this whole ordeal of them moving and me giving up all ties to my past life back East will be the final act. I think the stress will finally drop off after I get back to L.A. Don't get me wrong. I'm scared to death of driving this 3-ton 14-foot U-Haul that the company keeps warning me can easily tip off and doesn't stop on a dime. At this point, I'm halfway convinced that I'm going to crash the truck at least once during this trip. But it'll be interesting, to say the least. At least this time around, I'll be able to enjoy the drive without the overarching thoughts about how I'm driving into a brand-new city where I only know 3 people with no place to live and a new brand-new job. Now if only I can get around the fact that I'll be without the Internet for more than a week...