T+17: Goodbye Thick-It

Baltimore was more of the same – more colleagues that I hadn’t seen in a long time. More of the “I feel better than I sound” and the Godfather imitation lines. Now I’m back in my hometown in New York. Took Amtrak last night. Ordered the ticket by starting off with, “Sorry I lost my voice.” The Amtrak agent said, “I’m listening up.” This is easier than I thought it would be.

I jettisoned a 30 oz unopened
can of Thick-It in my hotel room
in Baltimore.

I jettisoned the unopened Thick-It in Baltimore as I don’t need it anymore and I’m traveling alone and with much more luggage than I normally travel with. I also jettisoned my Scar Guard. I figured I would try using it to help protect my scar, but it gets flaky and shouldn’t be used in hirsute areas, so I decided it wouldn’t be helpful.