Sympathy for the Devil

For some reason I have that Rolling Stones classic stuck in my head. More for the title, I think…

We are leaving shortly for our trip. Four days of racing, predicted rain, and ….. wait for it…. my MIL. Yeah. It’s like that. Now you understand the title.

Alcohol will be consumed.

See you when we get back, assuming I don’t kill someone and end up with Johnny Law.