Looking for things to do on this fine sunny Saturday in August and I found a record collector show in Orland Park. I enjoy vinyl records but where the hell is Orland Park?
51 minutes away I see. 51 minutes? I can’t drive 51 minutes to go somewhere. By myself? In this weather? Forget it.
But all is not lost. Windy Acres Farm is having a blueberry festival today and it’s only 11 minutes from my house. I can do 11 minutes.
In related news… when I’m not a driving force in life I end up riding in the backseat of someone else’s car.