Nearer and Nearer

04/03/08 09:58 PM | Up Chucks

My vacation starts in 10 days. I work on Saturday the 12th then I am off until 8:30 am on April 21st. At work today, in anticipation of the Super secret Mystery Vacation I purchased a Garmin® NUVI 660 GPS unit. Jenni played with it for nearly an hour while I was at the ATT store replacing my iPhone case-mate case which expelled its spring somewhere along the way. I won't be able to load the SSMV location into the Garmin® until right before we head out, otherwise curious minds might discern the real location long before I want them too. I will most likely be renting an automobile for the trek to the Placesterious Vacaystination, since there is no way I can have the Blue Frankenstein road ready by the end of nest week. It would require a Miracle of miraculous proportions to get the purchased parts on, and the confidence up to drive the umptrillion parsectors to Obscuria, Diversia and back I'll tell you what! Plus what would I do if we were to break down in the Imagaplains and had to call a tow truck? How would I explain where we weren't? It is most perplexing.
Jenni asked if I would have her blindfolded the entire way, since I have the very secretive mission to not divulge. I would say only about 6 hours worth of blindfolding will be necessary. However a full on gag all the way to Stopperage Station might well be in order. I can only imagine the peaceful drive through the golden fields of bleet and chlorophylum. No I could never do that to her. I love her and totally fear the retribution, and retaliation. Besides the half of the journey that is the getting there would be unfairly missed. There is also the very real possibility that we may be stopping to p(hoto) more often than we stop to pee. It would look bad to have other travelers seeing the missus gagged and blindfolded in a rent-a-car while I am photographing a mushed blatherhund on the turnpike. Bad form, old man, bad form.

Well t'is now my preemptive stroke, struck at a post for the AM yet to be.
Chuck Pace © 2008

On to the hinterlands in a tennerday.