A thought from 1987,,,,

a warning?

Think Kurt Vonnegut,,,,,

another of those timebombs planted deep in my brain.

Shit out there is getting crazy, with the whole wondering if Slo-Joe is even alive or not (has he been alive for the last 4 years?   Lots of thinks that what we have seen are a series of body-doubles,,, Not goin’ down that rabbit-hole as there are far too many moving parts and too many that would ‘leak’,,,,  I think this’un’s too far out there, and would require WAY MORE competence.)

Thunderboomers rollin’ around my hills here in Appalachistan,,, more water than  these hills and trees know what to do with, and probably some good white water in some creeks,   Not going there right now: gotta DirtyBird run this weekend coming up with Friends and Duct-tape Fams,,, Taking Rio with.  and am considering taking the ARC to put up for sale,,,,   Sell her there or lug her back, doesn’t matter much to me.   She’s been hanging out there since the last DirtyBird run and I sorta feel guilty about that.  

Fact is, I am so much more confident in Rio, that I can do things, even if on flat water currently, that I wouldn’t even attempt in the ARC.  I feel ‘as one’ with the boat; like we are attached at the hip (we are in a sense if you count the seat and skirt) and she responds quick as thought to me.  

Anywhoosits,,, its a Muhnday, was a Muhnday right out of the gate and its hot, DAMP (94% humidity here current) and the kidz are all skitzoid with the T-boomers,,,

keep on livin’