up and listening to jane get bridge off. me scrambling to get out the door to see this 1" 8 track i've been thinking about getting up in new hampshire. of course it turns out to be farther away than it seemed. slow rainy traffic some beautiful spots i'd have loved to stop at.... the machine of course having broke down while it was stored as we eventually uncovered, and the complexity of trying to figure out what exactly was wrong all the more agravating that the parts that worked sounded so amazing, they don't make em like they used too. so i wind up leaving back on the road for another 3 hours empty handed. nice talk by george mcgovern on the radio on the way up. reminding me of the time i was bridge's age (4) and donated 20 cents to his presidential campaign. they announced it on the t.v. we were watching at my grandmother's house. he's still going strong and had some great things to say about social security. much introspection on the way home wondering if there is some special significance to seeming difficulty of accomplishing practically everything currently. and my inner state, like bradley was saying,"the fine line between detachment and collapse." big telescope up to look at the moon, couldn't land mars in it, though it seemed right there. another bizarre defeat.