So,just as soon as I was able to get somebody to post bail,I hitchhiked home to find a message from my friend:
sveqs that ya'll were up 'n running over here....
Actually,I'm at KY Lake @ the camper.
Got off work an hour early on Thursday,went home,grabbed up my clothes & my FMTH bag + the youngest GrandSon,age:3 + the Pug,we all jumped into "GwandDad's Race Truck With The Mad Monkey On The Back Window" and headed for the Lake.
His pretty NaNa said she wasn't ready,she'd be down Friday morning.
We have had whatcha might call a Large Time!
Our wireless internet only works here,if you walk up by the flagpole,but I got fed with that and ordered a new
Alfa wireless antenna....best $35 I've ever spent on a computer add-on...now I have a solid 4 bars of signal,inside the camper or out!
And the GrandSon went home with his folks yesterday,so it's been clothing-optional and some full-frontal-nudity,ever since then.
Plus,I've showed off my new
BA Surprise! knife & my new
KFU EDC knife to every manjack within a four-mile radius.Some of em:twice.
And none of that vegan food either;we're talking red meat seared over lump charcoal & applewood from the old orchard....taters....cowboy beans...sourdough bread.Pinto beans & cornbread.Banana pudding.Bacon.Fried taters.Omelets in the old cast iron skillet,with cheese overkill.
Cholesterol & triglycerides?
Sheeeehut! I drive way too fast to worry about cholesterol & triglycerides.
Guess what we used for steak knives? (I let her use the shiny one.)
Reminds me: need to wipe 'em both down again with mineral oil.
But just woke up,in a real gnarly mood.
I was sleeping well,but was awakened by a frequently-recurring nightmare....ya'll have prob'ly had the same dream....
.....where you wake up in a cold sweat,white-knuckling the steering wheel & driving like a bat outta Hell,flying down the highway @ 150mph +, tach needle hovering up near the rev limiter,right thumb ready on the 150-extra-horses-nitrous-button, lotsa rotating blue lights in the back window....knowing you can outrun the KSP cruiser... a friggin' ol' Mopar...but ya can't outrun his two-way radio.
And when you see the roadblock up ahead,and you're forced to give up,and start shutdown procedure....grateful for oversize cross-drilled rotors & calipers,but still gritting your teeth....
Next, the stern voice of the KSP Trooper @ your window,saying: "If you can give me ONE good reason why you were driving so daym fast,I'll let you go home!"
And all you can tell him is: "My ex-wife ran off with a KY State Trooper; I thought you were bringing her back....."
And don't bother telling me ya'll don't have that same nightmare....every now & then.
Too early for coffee; think I'll have me a cold Warsteiners and try to get some more sleep.
