Guess we can do without a title. No place to put one and you can be
damn sure I won't mess around trying to fix that little problem. I am just glad to be back. Too bad about the title thing though. I had some good ones! Like - I threw my tooth away. Free Viagra. I need my virtual friends! and so on.
The computer Hunter bought me for our trip - he knew I'd have withdrawal without being able to blog - went to shit on our third day at motel 8. We stayed there for about 5 days while we were in Missouri so Hunter could hunt snow geese. But yeah,....Major Virus. It I'd had Norton 360 like I do at home, I bet this never would have happened. Or do you think it was because we stayed at a motel 8? Man......I
knew we should have stayed at a motel 14!
Florida had some amazing weather although after about a month, I was ready for some fresh air. A person gets sick of air-conditioning after a certain point. The fact that everything smells damp/moldy is another thing altogether. But I did get to see my first
arm-less dildo er...armadillo! And also an alligator in the wild. Those are the things that trip my trigger. I don't care if others do not share my enthusiasm. Call me crazy. I don't care. I have a P.H.D. in crazy. And I consider the above to be the good side of crazy which I minored in. Oh! And I raised ducks for a month! There was a retention pond behind the house we rented-and woods beyond that-where the ducks lived. The two ducks would come to visit and we began feeding them. They looked the same though one was larger and ugly. After about three days, a mama duck showed up with 14 babies trailing in a perfect line behind her. I decided the smaller of the other two ducks was the baby-daddy and that the larger one was the grand-pa. After a while, the babies ducks numbered 9. I guess that isn't bad for "wild" ducks. Then one day Hunter saw the big duck nailing the smaller one-not the mom. Hunter said the smaller one that I assumed was the dad, was actually a girl. I told him no. That I just thought that duck was bi-sexual. Well, he was born on a farm so I guess he'd know more about farm animals.
What? That
was the fun I had on my trip. Or did you want to hear about the time we went to Joe's Crab Shack and I got so pissed at his comments about me not being an adventurous eater because I ordered shrimp fettuccine alfredo that I ate half of it-and it was magnificent-I then ordered one of those drinks that they are only allowed to serve you 2 of and also another $21 meal of whatever shit it was. Oh. I only ordered the drink cuz I liked the color. Turned out to be both yummy and effective. And.......he shut his mouth. Where was I? Oh, and wasn't our waiter cute! Speaking of Viagra.....
Opps! This is too long already. Love you. Missed you.
