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Sunday, November 21, 2010

Slabs bound...day two

What a beautiful day for going on a picnic.

Got up this morning bright and early. Holy cows, it were only 50 degs at 6:30am....sun just com'n up. The reason I was up this early was cause I were expect'n to beat the winds go'n down the interstate. Every thing look'n good so far.

Now let me tell ya....have ya ever been somewhere and think you was somewheres else? Well, I was sit'n on da couch last night read'n a book....yeah I read books. Old cowboy western books. Relive the past. Anyhows, every time one them big trucks pull in I says "what the hell ??". I were think'n I was back in Deming and big trucks was driv'n throught the r/v park.


Well it's time to hit the road again and see if'n I can make the slabs before it gets dark. Ain't got but 280 miles to go. See ya down the road.
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Well shoot, I must be in California. All the guys are wear'n silly frilly look'n clothes and the wimmins are slim and trim, curvey and some good look'n.  I got here an hour ago, but the time  to get here was backed up an hour.....so's I made the  200 miles in three hours. I must have been go'n a hunert mile a hour to get here that fast.

I'm only bout 65 mile from the slabs, so I think I'm gonna take me a little nap.

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Ok, just like that, I'm at the slabs.  Winds picked up so bad this afternoon I thought I were gonna turn over. I'm guess'n they blow'n bout 30 mile a hour.

Holy crap, where I gonna park? Took care of that real quick like. Now if the guy next door don't get all twisted up in his underdrawers, I'll be just fine right here. Only bout 100 feet from the campfire ring.

10 comments:

  1. Many times I have to look outside in the morning to find out where I am. Some times even a first look outside does not tell me where I am.

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  2. I want to go to the Slabs! I'm an artist, writer, musician, living in my motorhome fulltime, looking forward to meeting other artisits, musicians and travelers, but alas, I'm stuck on the East Coast scratching my head for gas money.

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  3. LOL MissM, Not only are you stuck on the east coast, ya probably gonna freeze this winter.
    Welcome to Billy Bob's Place

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  4. Man, the wind must have reversed 180!! and blew you there. well done sir!

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  5. If'n you look out the window and don't know where you are, maybe you went east instead of west. Hate to admit it, but I went the wrong way on a cloudy mouning until I hit the state border, and it was the wrong state!!!

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  6. Glad to see that you made it safe and sound to the Slabs. Have a wonderful time :-)

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  7. Ahhh please give a good ole handshake to ChiliBob and Rich, a hug to Miss Goofy Mary and you can do whatever you wish to Seanny Boy that Cannucki Guy! LOL

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