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Thursday, September 20, 2012

Planned trips...or not

Boy howdy it's hard to find something to write about. I sit here for a hour this morn'n think'n where do ya start. Nuttin is what I came up with. As usual, I'll come up with something....even if it ain't of interest.

I know everone is get'n tired of read'n bout repairs, fix'n an' broke stuff, but that's all I been do'n to write about. Speak'n of which, the solar system is crank'n this morn'n. Ripped a big ol' gouge in my arm pull'n that wire under the hallway closet and drawers. Wrap it up with a couple band aids, some gauze and hold it all together with a wrap of duct tape. Was good to go the rest of the day.

Did I ever tell ya bout the time......I send the kids to bed early for being too rowdy...run'n through the house a hunnert mile a hour.....scream'n, jump'n on furniture...stuff like that. Robert slept on the top bunk. The giggl'n and laughter continued for a good hour or so. Then there was this loud thud, like somebody drop a bowl'n ball on the floor. Somebody was scream'n bloody murder. Robert had done fall slap out that top bunk right on his head. Damn fool boy. Done put a pretty good gash in the side his hard skull. Daddy break out his razor and shave that boys head slap bald....all round that big ol' gash. Cut me some strips of duct tape and stitch him up good. Ain't no call to go to a doctor when ya got a full roll of duct tape. Miracle stuff ya know....fix anything.

I were sit'n outside on "da porch" early this morn'n, sip'n up a cup an' do'n some serious think'n. How long is Billy Bob gonna be able to still travel round the country???....that were the subject. It ain't like it was 10 years ago when I would just jump behind the wheel an' "go" without any thought of where I was go'n or when and how I would get there. That's all changed. Everthing is planned in advance. With a destination down the road a piece. This winters destination was planned months in advance, in the dead of summer, with planned stops in between. Mak'n plans is Billy Bob's worst sin....if'n ya don't count cuss'n an' stuff like that.

I took off one time, with no destination in mind....but I knowed where I would end up. I come to a intersection of two highways. Which way?? And away I would go, unknow'n where. Didn't see a damn thing but desert, corn fields, never end'n highway, cows, donkeys an' prairie dogs....nuttin exciting. I did this for a freak'n month. Never gonna do that again. Ended up in Port Aransas, Texas with nuttin to show but a empty wallet and a tired "Sally da house". Yee ha....giddy up Sally.

10 comments:

  1. Plans are made to be broken or at least changed some. Ya got to be flexible to really enjoy life.

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    1. I look at a plan as a promise....never to be broken. Flexible ain't a plan.

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  2. There is always something interesting coming down the ship channel at PA.

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    1. Yeah I know....I lived there for 20 plus years. I seen a great big ol' battleship go through the jettys one morn'n when the sun was just com'n up. Then one time a submarine pop up at the end of the jettys. Then another time a 90 foots supply boat climbed right out of the water an' sit out there on the rock jetty. Did I mention when the oil platform Bowinkle was build right across the street (ship channel)? Yes, very interesting.

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  3. Super glue for gashes. Duct tape for bandages. Pillow cases and duct tape for broken arms until you can get to a doc that will set and cast it.

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  4. I like your new header picture. Now that is what I call a real porch!!!

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  5. Did you ever hear stories about the Germans in submarines off the coast of Galveston?

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    1. As I recall from read'n, the entire Gulf of Mexico had German subs all over the place sink'n oil tankers and supply ships.

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  6. Judging from your new picture, salting the yard didn't do a lot of good. Appears you have a really good example of "desert" right there, add a couple of coyotes and some rattlers and you will have a good reason to never leave the porch.

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  7. I'm sure when the time is right to take off, you'll have a destination and route all figured out!

    Planning is half the fun!

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