This blog post is a bit overdue and for that I apologize to all you avid readers out there. I got back to my beautiful home state of Vermont almost two weeks ago. My girlfriend, Jenny and I were driving with ambition the first day heading home, driving 22 of the first 24 hours. To start we were not far in front of Max Zolowhatitcan and eventually well behind the man whose last name I couldn't tell you how to spell. As we neared the Eastern states I realized (I actually knew this all along) there was plently of space left in the car for antiques. I convinced Jenny to stop at two auctions and the last 6 hours of our drive back dog Leah sat in the front seat of my Toyota Prius (see picture #1 for Leah's riding position during most of the drive).