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Showing posts with label 22. Show all posts

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Sleepy, reverb 22

Sleeeepy.  Drowsy.  Zzzzz.

Do you ever wake up, and feel like you could just go back and take a nap?  That's how I felt this morning.  I walked, I have unloaded and loaded the dishwasher.  Writing the blog now...  Drinking decaffeinated tea. 

It's not helping.  Eyelids at half-mast.  Must. Wake. UP! 

Rudee chased two deer this morning, so at least he's happy and awake.  Vibrantly, excruciatingly awake. 

Lucky Dog...
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Prompt: Travel. How did you travel in 2010? How and/or where would you like to travel next year?

How did I travel?  By foot and by truck.  Occasionally by car.  By boat.  That's about it. 

How and where next year? Lose enough that I could go to Alaska.  That would be nice.  Sturgis, for the motorcycle rally.  (Just one of those 'bucket list', dang-I'd-like-to-see-it-once things). 

How would I like to travel?  Oh, let's go a little crazy.  I would love to drive an Indy car. (I missed my chance xxx years ago when I was in Las Vegas, one of the hotels had this, and I didn't know about it until I left.)  I would like to ride a camel.  I wouldn't mind riding an elephant (I think I have ridden one before...) 

How about a llama cart?  That could be fun.  Dog sled.  Hey, if I choose the right time, I could do this when I am in Alaska, I bet!

I wouldn't mind going on a skateboard, skates, or a bicycle.  Knees have said this is not doable.  So. 

Any other method 'o movement that might be interesting.  (Space shuttle, anyone?)