A way to get back on tour
In a central location, near the kitchen, we have a clock. Mechanical. Old school. And “it” proudly announces the progression of the hours with a really fake bird voice. Not even a close approximation. My only salvation is that it uses a twelve hour sequence. Imagine if I had to accept precision, with a twenty-four hour series. Many birds have died for less egregious actions. I think there’s another clock, in a box in the garage. We had retired it, because of an accumulation of grime inside. I could have “dueling cuckoos”.
With the uptick in fuel prices, a contiunation of our continental touring could require some serious cash. Would this b a reason to go with a GoFundMe? Something to ponder. I’ve been watching a series of videos about going on ocean cruises, with some poihters. So far, nothing on how to hihack one of the liners that pass by here in the night. Heard, not seen.
Ottawa is under siege, again. #Freedumb. Don’t the crazies have jobs? One virtue of our tourists is that they come (and go). No hanging around to pester the locals. I could see our potato bunkers being repurposed. If anyone asked, we could surmise that the missing were off playing tourist elsewhere.
Did anything happen, anywhere? My issues with reading mean that I skip the daily news feed, and unless someone points to specifics, I’ve been “sailing along” unaware of the things that are important to others. I did read that Mr. Gates is swinging freely in the breeze. His ex will have made out like a bandit, probably. One of the richest men in the world? Edit that to “used to be”.Hey! That could be something for a former billionaire to sponsor: me, driving around the continent. Who should I contact?
