Quick pit stop in Shelby Montana. I tried showering on a train winding its way up the mountain. That was interesting. I dressed in my cab, and fear that the good people of Montana got a look at my business end. I hope that doesn’t permanently damage relations between Blue and Red States.

At the same time, I may have found the mechanism needed to allow the Blue States to secede with the full blessings of the Red. Just in case, I am gonna try to finish Tale Of Two Cities this afternoon should things go bad.

Off we go. Havre, Montana awaits.