Morning, Box. The week of aimless driving ends today. It started with EWR to the fiancee's house on Christmas morning, then from her house back to the exit after EWR for her extended family's Christmas party. After the party it was Exit 14 back down to the Shore to my house, and tonight it's back up to EWR to fetch my mother from CO. Meh. I've become the navigator from The Hunt for Red October - he said that with a stopwatch and a map, he could fly the Alps in a plane with no windows. I think if I had a stopwatch and a map, I could black out the car windows and still make it to EWR in one piece.