On the road to Kansas, it was 80s music.
Billy Joel, Beastie Boys, Depeche Mode, we jammed.
Chitchat for the morning included politics, the American economy, and some history.
Once we crossed into Kansas there was a sign about Eisenhower founding the interstate (shoutout Ike).
Then we talked about JFKs all time rough day in the drop top.
We stopped at a mall in Wichita, Kansas, for a lunch and look.
It was one of the greatest compliments Ive ever received.
After arriving in Manhattan, we set out on foot at the KSU campus.
We flipped every stone.
We roamed the streets, the library, the student union.
There was one hat in the library, but the guy said hes been through a lot with it.
Sentimental value, not for sale.
One guy had a purple hat on but was completely uninterested and ignored Klemmer and kept walking.
All respect I had for Kansas State has been transferred to your school, Klemmer said.
We eventually bailed on K-States campus after 2 hours of depressing search, Klemmer still heated.
I wouldnt even bring enemies here.
It is safe to say that theres no love lost between Christopher Klemmer and the Kansas State Wildcats.
It was some glorious meat I must say.
W of the Day: The sunset in Kansas City rocked.
She saw the Colorado plates on our rental and figured we werent from round here.
Fortunately we survived the imminent peril without a scratch.
