Friday, June 24, 2011

Longshoreman's Lament

I woke up at 4:30 in the morning to take my roommate to the airport. I had just gotten back from work and gone to sleep two hours earlier. CVG is right down the road, but Dayton is quite cheaper. The catch is that it's pretty far away, not really, but on two hours of sleep - it's an eternity despite a breakfast of beef jerky, coffee and nicotine. On the way up to the Gem City, as I passed through downtown Cincinnati, the fog was crazy. Great American Ballpark almost looked as if the field was on fire, as the lights atop their towers cut through the fog. The sun came out on the drive home and the fog remained. I left Dayton, passed through Middletown, avoided an accident near West Chester and then slugged my way into downtown before stopping on the shore of the Ohio River right by the Roebling.