I posted this topic because I haven’t been around the Republic lately and wanted to be in touch.
For the few years before my wife died we had been making plans for what we would do in retirement. At the top of the list was to buy a camper van and travel around in BC and eventually through Canada to the Atlantic Provinces.
During the last year I was cycling in and out of a fog which some might call depression but this spring, when the days started getting longer, I decided that maybe life was becoming more tolerable and thoughts of the camper van and traveling started to come out from where they were hiding. So I bought one, its old, a 1995 Road Trek on a Dodge 1 ton Chassis but even way back then it had all the features I could need. I’ve been in the process of making it road safe and ready to travel. Hope to finish that this week. Then I’ll do some short trips to ensure that everything works as it should and then Zoom Zoom.
Korean Won is in the shitter. I’m stuck doing local stuff until the economy improves. Local dart games, local fishing, local hiking, and not-so-local poker games (the nearest casino is 3 hours driving).
Packing forty years worth of stuff for moving to a new home (yikes, husband is on the Hoarder spectrum), representing our clan at most of the local Highland Games, finishing a new piece called “Stars in the Northern Sky on the Day of My Birth”
Cool and useful? He keeps keys that go to nothing, underwear with nothing but the elastic band left, bent nails, empty containers…he’s had to go buy a new tool of some sort because the other three are buried in the rafter-high pile of shit in the basement.
This piece is primarily constructed of fabric. The techniques I’m using include sewing (machine and hand), pieced quilting, beading, air brush painting, trapunto, appliqué, and maybe more as it progresses.
Hey! I’ve got a plan. Let’s all meet up at Tin Man’s house. He’s got a swell set of monkey bars in the backyard we can hang out on, a half-brewed batch of egg nog that is sure to cause hallucinations, and if it’s a full moon, we might get to see a witches’ coven dancing around the ole oak tree in their birthday suits with a severed goat’s head. We can roast bananas as the house burns down along with the upside-down cross we plant in the front yard, and we can fly kites with tails of soiled undergarments over the local churches. It will be a hoot. Everyone think of an activity. We can buy any supplies we need at the local Walmart. Hey! Fourth of July is a good day! “LET’S DO IT!” I’m bringing the dried banana peels.
Buck-yeah, that’s what we need - Integrated national consciousness. Let’s blur those personal boundaries all all become as one. We can select an all-powerful leader and let that person do our thinking for us so we no longer have to debate the Christians anymore. We can all have the exact same thought. “We are one.” We can just sit back, smoke banana peels, sip our egg nog, and count the butterflies as they peacefully flutter by with each new passing day. “National Consciousness” what a great idea!
I’m okay with white robes as long as all rituals are done in light green g-strings and unshaven pubs. All natural before the mighty Atheist leaders. That’s the only way to do it right.
Trust you @Cognostic to go all Zen, or whatever. I was focused on the yogic flying which really just looked like butt bouncing to me, but then what do I know about consciousness anyway.
Yeah Okay although were going to look awfully silly with grass stains. Does anyone know if @Tin-Man has dogs? You wouldn’t want to be “flying” around in his back yard and land in a pile of dog doo.
