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I had today off work, so I decided to go on a little sightseeing drive, which actually turned out to be a little bigger than I was intending in the first place (because I missed the exit where I had been planning to get off Interstate 5, so I decided to keep going north to take a different east-west road for the second leg of my planned loop).

Anyway, in the future, I have to remember not to consume a 20-ounce Cherry Coke and a bag of chili cheese-flavored Fritos shortly before traveling on any roads that are intensely curvy and hilly, such as California state highway 33 through Los Padres National Forest. Turns out the combination doesn't make my stomach happy.

What more than made up for that part of the trip, though, was the fact that, at odds of about 1 in 4,000, my iPod randomly decided to play the great Frank Black and the Catholics song "St. Francis Dam Disaster" as I was driving between the towns of Santa Paula and Piru. The lyrics, in part:

A few got lucky in Piru
Because that water seeks her own
But four more hours she would flow
She had 29 miles more to go

She carried in her every kind of thing
House, tree, telegraph pole
Some say a thousand souls
At 3:00 A.M. she gave Santa Paula a ring
She was still 25 feet high
Under a peaceful sky