on the road
Last week I drove to Dallas and back. It was for a convention called Bouchercon, which is an annual meeting of writers and readers of mystery fiction. It's also an annual reunion of friends, and three or four days of eating and drinking and talking to people you may not see otherwise. And you know what? It was great. Oh, the bar got really noisy, and I couldn't hear everything, but neither could people with normal hearing. For the most part, though, I could hear, and people were asking me about the technology -and I'm fine with that, I tend to *like* to tell people about them. And people were noticing how much more I can hear now. It was almost like being a normal person. (Well, in one respect anyway!) The drive there and back was even fun. I took some smaller roads for most of the first day and drove through the fall color in southern Minnesota and Iowa. I also ended up driving through Madison County, and saw a road sign pointing to one of the covered brid