Watching you dance alone in the dark. Wishing I had the courage to dance with you. Knowing you would never say yes. You would most likely be kind, but the answer would always be no.
Go for it say my friends. They don’t know. They aren’t in love with you. They don’t know what I know. It will never happen.
This longing is killing me. The agony must be relieved. The source of this pain must be destroyed. I’m sorry that I have to do this. Forgive me. You’d never say yes. I will cry at your funeral. I promise.
We’re in Mobile AL, the land of Moon Pies and things hanging from strings. The owner of the park is an old guy with a Cajun accent so thick that even Alabamans can’t understand him. The funny thing is, he’s a Patriots fan.
– Hard Winter Rain
Fortunately we’re on a hill by the ocean. Lots of the inland lowlands are flooded. I’m getting a little anxious. I haven’t ridden my bike at all this year. Goal is 1200 miles, or 100 miles a month. I can do this. If the rain ever stops.
– Is is still Friday? No It’s Saturday.
Back in Florida, just east of Pensacola. I’m overflowing with testosterone today. I went to Home Depot AND Harbor Freight. I AM MAN!
There is another Winnebago Brave in the park. A red one. Tomorrow I will seek out the owner and we will bond.
– Task Day
Got a pile of little jobs done today. Too cold for a bike ride. I’ve stated work on some weird little videos. I’ll be posting them soon.
– Fall in Florida
We are in Bonifay Florida. It’s fall here. The ground is covered with fallen leaves. It’s very confusing.
We are also in the land of hills. Yes, hills in Florida.
Today at Walmart I got a reminder that we really are in Florida. These people were trying to jump start a car, only their jumper cables had no clamps on one end. The guy was holding the bare wires against the battery terminals, while smoking, and while his helper pulled the filler cap off the battery. I had to turn away because as our RV motto says, “I don’t want to have to testify.”
– Back in Perry
When I went into the office to check in the young woman behind the counter shouted, “Welcome back Mr. Flanders.” As my shock faded she explained that she recognized the Big Yellow Truck.
Today at Walmart I saw the weirdest thing in the clearance aisle, the Harry Potter Lego Advent Calendar. That’s a bizarre combination of words and ideas.
upon a pearl a little girl did fall. Her skinned knee was ignored as
she examined her new treasure. Her mother told her it was fake, but
she knew it was real and important. She did not know that the
murderer was very grateful she took it from the crime scene.
The police never found the missing woman. The little girl’s mother never connected the pictures in the paper with her child’s treasure. The luxurious strand of pearls draped over the woman’s chest belonged to another world. She never knew that she denied her daughter’s fifteen minutes of fame.
We’re in Lillian Alabama and nobody in the park got arrested today.
– Biking to Florida
Alabama seems to not like bikes. There are no bike lanes. There aren’t even shoulders on the roads. So I crossed the bridge back to Florida. Sixteen miles of nice wide lanes.
– Baby Yoda is Safe (for now)
Watched the last episode of The Mandalorian. Even if you don’t like science fiction you should watch this episode for the scenes with the biker storm troopers. Hilarious.
Today I finally got around to working on the stuff on my todo list. Turns out that maintaining the todo list takes more time than actually performing the tasks on it.
– Forgotten Travel
Missing a few days of my journal. The new update of the journaling program crashed and wiped out my files.
/19 – Got my files back
I filled in the blanks above which you never even knew were missing till I told you so why am I even telling you?
Oh yeah, we’re in Biloxi MS.
– Bay St. Louis
We’re spending New Years Eve at a casino in Mississippi. Not too white trash or anything. The casino’s RV park is next to a little waterway full of jumping fish and at least one alligator.
– Happy New Year
Last night I went to the casino for their New Year’s Eve party. Not so much a party as a regular night at a casino with a bunch of extra people. I didn’t last long among the smoke and country music. The highlight of the evening was the men’s room. Beside the sink, right next to the paper towel dispenser, was a biohazard sharps receptacle that was half-full of used needles.
The highlight for today was that I managed to misspell the word intellectual. Irony overload.