On the Road Again, Happily

Yes, Mr. Muscato and I have finally fled Our Nation's Dreary Capital, for points north and far more festive.

We're not fifteen hours in Provincetown yet, and we've already had silly cocktails, seen the extraordinary Kate Clinton's act at the Crown & Anchor (courtesy of the crowd of Glamour Lesbians we have for various reasons fallen among), eaten enormous lobsters at the local institution above, caught the tail end of Bear Week, and even gotten a good night's sleep in our charming (read: tiny) lodgings.

All of our neighbors appear to have adorable, voluble dogs, which only remind us of our beloved, absent Koko, but, that aside, life is very, very good.

(image courtesy of the very talented e-pics)