Remember those days where - as kids - you'd roll outta bed whenever the bod toldya it was time to get up... wait for a quorum of neighborhood kids... toss out ideas on what the day would play out as.... the young punks rarely got their suggestions - and they were generally stupid anyways!..
Soooo... I sit here at work today wondering when my 'neighbors' will growl outta bed - show up here... then we can pretend to go rippin' together...
Me thinks I'd 'turn left' and see the Rockies first... Wow... nature... then I'd liketa head down to see the Grand Canyon... go across to San Diego and just sit for a couple of days in what is sure to be 70 degree weather...
Mebbe take Hwy 101 up to NoCal... Fetch a passenger train up to Washington - admire the Cascades from close up... Spin ma Chinook thru Idaho-Wyoming- across to see the Four Dead Guys in Granite... gamble a bit there in Costner's town... Mebbe route thru the Tall Corn states back home for a brief respite to grab the mail and do Maynard's honey do's....
Shit... Then where do we go guys? Well... howabout a drive thru the Smokeys - heard that's cool... yeah, good idea.. and on the way we can see Elvis's house... mebbe pay tribute to MLK... grab some ribs'n'blues on Beale Street... From the Smokey's we'll take a puddle jumper down to the Panhandle... Rent us onea them there winder-tinted-five-disc-changin'CD-playin' soccer-mom-SUV's that sit up real tall...
Go allllllllllllllll the way down the Gulf Coast... Rest in the Keys... Ne'er a hurry there... Zip up the right side of FL... golf our way in and outta the Carolina's...
Jet it to NYC... A couplea days there to take it all in... Wonder at the very different lifestyle from us Midwesterners.... nap until September - then car rental again thru upstate NY to catch the fall nature show....
Kinda tired now... heck, let's take another nap... life ain't no hurry... we'll wake up tomorrow and dream a little dream again... maybe sailing around the Virgin Isles... perhaps a Carribean Cruise... African Safari?... Hey, wanna go mess with the Bobbies outsidea that there palace in the UK? Bet I can make them basta's blink... No kiddin' Smitty, one whiff'a your gas and there ain't no way they can balance them bigass hats..
Tis Ok to dream... Might never happen - but... dreams are hope... the only time in my life when I have given up hope was when cancer had completely taken over my sister's body - and my hope went to "hurry."...
Takea ride in life - even if only thru your closed eyelids... Rev that Harley... Rent that bigass ride... paddle that canoe... smile those smiles... live is for living... hoping... I hope... still..
Happy day - bye bye now, Victurd
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