5/11
Computer and I are setting at the table trying to sort out what has happened since Kamp Klamath.
There is a list of parks we have stayed at on the fridge, I cannot see it from here so you will have to wait until I get up later to list them.
Okay.
We are at Soledad Canyon Rv leaving for Phoenix tomorrow.
We went to Disneyland yesterday with Dacia. She had bought each of us the same red tee shirt with 'Original Mousekateer' printed on the front. Disneyland was fun, a mixture of TV fantasy and fantasy about the past . Both are illusions we are willing to pay to experience. Although, these days more people seem to believe the fantasy than the reality.
We left the trailer at Soledad and started out with the truck about 6:15 to meet Dacia in Beverly Hills at her apartment.
It took 3 hrs. The 405 was a parking lot.
We found her apartment after driving down Wilshire Blvd for what seemed like forever. Of course anytime I find myself in heavy traffic, forever is a state of mind that I find myself in.
5/12/18
Today is a 5+ hour drive to Phoenix/Mesa. We drive on US 10 E. after leaving Soledad Canyon Rv. With in a short time we read a sign telling us to shut off our AC as a 12 mile uphill grade is coming up. It is 78 degrees out so we did not have to worry.
The drive was uneventful, speed limit in Cali is 55 mph bumping up to 70 mph on Az. long straight freeway, 10 E.
5/13/19
Never did update this post.
We have as of now been in Mesa for a year.
We have purchased a park model and are in the process of fixing it up to move into this summer.
Monday, May 13, 2019
Belle’s
The Madam checked the clock on the the wall. It was time.
She signaled the two huge bouncers, Jerry and Jim, to open the doors.
Jerry was naked. Gorilla naked. Xhuman, now a Gorilla with his original human intelligence thanks to DNA splice technology.
Jim was Off-World, non-human, and communicated through Jerry. Jim was analogous to a Centaur with four legs but with four arms also. Jim's' face was red and topped with goat like horns, his teeth sharp as if each filed to a point. A smile from Jim made one feel like dinner.
Then Jerry and Jim opened the wide double doors and the noisy mob of male and female soldiers poured through.
The 27 companions, male and female, in the adjoining room shifted nervously...it would be a busy night.
Jerry and Jim abandoned the front doors to start mingling with the crowd.
They were not there to socialize. They were there to cool emotions.
The soldiers outnumbered the companions by over 3 to 1.
Jerry and Jim seemed to know exactly the right time and place to be when emotions started heating up. By their very presence an island of calm would ripple out and around them. This crowd was going to be difficult.
Soldiers by their very nature are not easily cowed.
As the smell of alcohol, hemp and sex began to fill the room the risks for violence increased. Jerry and Jim knew violence well, it was the death that sometimes accompanied it that they continuously tried to avoid.
The Madam, Belle, had hired Jerry and Jim 3 monsoon seasons ago.
They had shown up on her doorstep in the midst of a downpour. Bedraggled, wet, and hungry.
The sight of a forlornly soaked Gorilla and Satanic faced, four armed Centaur caused Belle to step back away from the door. It was an involuntary move, more from surprise than fear. Belle had seen it all. So she had thought.
Jerry spoke first, "Good evening Madam." The words were distorted because of the long canines which were made more visible when he talked. "My name is Jerry and this handsome devil to my left is Jim. I am Xhuman and Jim is Off-World from a place that is not pronounceable by human or Xhuman throat. Actually Jim is not his real name but the name that I have given him. But I digress. We are both strong and willing to work. We are also hungry. Would you have something that we could do that would earn us a meal?"
Belle had intuitively known that she was going to be touched upon for food at the minimum. While Jerry was explaining his and Jim's presence on her doorstep, she was tallying up the To-Do's that had piled up since the last bouncer/handyman had mysteriously disappeared.
She smiled, "I do have some things that need repair, but by the looks of both of you I can see that food should first be offered. The first meal is on the house as should be to troubled travelers. Then we will see what you can do to earn a dry place to sleep and more meals.”
She stepped aside and motioned the odd couple to enter.
“Tell me, what are you able to eat?"
...that was 3 monsoon seasons ago. Jerry and Jim were perfect as handymen. Well at least Jim was. He always seemed to be able to lend a hand at something. For brute strength they were both equally matched, Jerry's agility and climbing ability were a plus when heights were involved.
It was their abilities as bouncers that Belle found to be the most helpful.
She signaled the two huge bouncers, Jerry and Jim, to open the doors.
Jerry was naked. Gorilla naked. Xhuman, now a Gorilla with his original human intelligence thanks to DNA splice technology.
Jim was Off-World, non-human, and communicated through Jerry. Jim was analogous to a Centaur with four legs but with four arms also. Jim's' face was red and topped with goat like horns, his teeth sharp as if each filed to a point. A smile from Jim made one feel like dinner.
Then Jerry and Jim opened the wide double doors and the noisy mob of male and female soldiers poured through.
The 27 companions, male and female, in the adjoining room shifted nervously...it would be a busy night.
Jerry and Jim abandoned the front doors to start mingling with the crowd.
They were not there to socialize. They were there to cool emotions.
The soldiers outnumbered the companions by over 3 to 1.
Jerry and Jim seemed to know exactly the right time and place to be when emotions started heating up. By their very presence an island of calm would ripple out and around them. This crowd was going to be difficult.
Soldiers by their very nature are not easily cowed.
As the smell of alcohol, hemp and sex began to fill the room the risks for violence increased. Jerry and Jim knew violence well, it was the death that sometimes accompanied it that they continuously tried to avoid.
The Madam, Belle, had hired Jerry and Jim 3 monsoon seasons ago.
They had shown up on her doorstep in the midst of a downpour. Bedraggled, wet, and hungry.
The sight of a forlornly soaked Gorilla and Satanic faced, four armed Centaur caused Belle to step back away from the door. It was an involuntary move, more from surprise than fear. Belle had seen it all. So she had thought.
Jerry spoke first, "Good evening Madam." The words were distorted because of the long canines which were made more visible when he talked. "My name is Jerry and this handsome devil to my left is Jim. I am Xhuman and Jim is Off-World from a place that is not pronounceable by human or Xhuman throat. Actually Jim is not his real name but the name that I have given him. But I digress. We are both strong and willing to work. We are also hungry. Would you have something that we could do that would earn us a meal?"
Belle had intuitively known that she was going to be touched upon for food at the minimum. While Jerry was explaining his and Jim's presence on her doorstep, she was tallying up the To-Do's that had piled up since the last bouncer/handyman had mysteriously disappeared.
She smiled, "I do have some things that need repair, but by the looks of both of you I can see that food should first be offered. The first meal is on the house as should be to troubled travelers. Then we will see what you can do to earn a dry place to sleep and more meals.”
She stepped aside and motioned the odd couple to enter.
“Tell me, what are you able to eat?"
...that was 3 monsoon seasons ago. Jerry and Jim were perfect as handymen. Well at least Jim was. He always seemed to be able to lend a hand at something. For brute strength they were both equally matched, Jerry's agility and climbing ability were a plus when heights were involved.
It was their abilities as bouncers that Belle found to be the most helpful.
Thursday, May 9, 2019
Republicans are Traitors
It seems to me that we,the USofA, are at a point where one party is so full of hyper partisan members that do not care about the Constitution or even laws that we are in danger of being destroyed as a democracy.
That party is the Republican party.
The Republican party is knowingly aiding and abetting a criminal president.
The Republican party seems bent on destroying the Constitution.
The Republican party encourages corruption.
The Republican party is no longer a political party...it is now a criminal enterprise.
Here is a link to David Brin who can explain these things much better than I.
Here is portion of that post that I think you may like.
That party is the Republican party.
The Republican party is knowingly aiding and abetting a criminal president.
The Republican party seems bent on destroying the Constitution.
The Republican party encourages corruption.
The Republican party is no longer a political party...it is now a criminal enterprise.
Here is a link to David Brin who can explain these things much better than I.
Here is portion of that post that I think you may like.
... Here’s a cogent contribution from A. F. Rey:
“I heard a song the other day driving home from work. Christopher Cross' "I'm Too Old for This" from his 2011 album Doctor Faith. The tune is so-so, but the lyrics caught my attention.”
The willful ignorance across the nation
The screaming yahoos that rage on every station
It makes me crazy and I'm too old for this
Folks in this country used to strive to be better
Work to be smarter so they could understand
Now we idolize the clueless and the mean
It's hip to be stupid, just wear the right brand
I sound like a geezer but it's a disgrace
Try to discuss it and they get all in your face
It's raining morons and I'm too old for this
Too old to see the lack of compassion
Too old to watch it go out of fashion...
Too old to watch the men we elected
Sit on their hands when it's change we expected
So hard to keep the bigotry out of my head
So hard not to wish some people dead
I got to keep a hold on myself
Don't want this anger; I got to stay clear
Too much to do before I get out of here
I still believe in peace but I'm too old for this
Full lyrics here. And the music here.
“I heard a song the other day driving home from work. Christopher Cross' "I'm Too Old for This" from his 2011 album Doctor Faith. The tune is so-so, but the lyrics caught my attention.”
The willful ignorance across the nation
The screaming yahoos that rage on every station
It makes me crazy and I'm too old for this
Folks in this country used to strive to be better
Work to be smarter so they could understand
Now we idolize the clueless and the mean
It's hip to be stupid, just wear the right brand
I sound like a geezer but it's a disgrace
Try to discuss it and they get all in your face
It's raining morons and I'm too old for this
Too old to see the lack of compassion
Too old to watch it go out of fashion...
Too old to watch the men we elected
Sit on their hands when it's change we expected
So hard to keep the bigotry out of my head
So hard not to wish some people dead
I got to keep a hold on myself
Don't want this anger; I got to stay clear
Too much to do before I get out of here
I still believe in peace but I'm too old for this
Full lyrics here. And the music here.
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