You might get something out of this site if:
You think an awesome experience is something everyone else always has
You think adventure is looking at the ladies dainties in the Sears Catalog :)
You've got more cousins than Carters' got little pills
You find people are always telling you that you're definitely the most interesting person they've ever met
You don't like high stress jobs. Like when your husband tells you that you've got to the mow the lawn TWICE this year.
Just wait until you discover what living life on the road is really like.
--The Great Kiva
There are lots of buttons and links here, some might go somewhere, most probably don't. Even I, smart as I am :) ain't got'em all figured out yet. But like some feller said, "It ain't the destination, it's how many times you got to repair the brakes during the journey, otherwise you might not be able to stop when you get to where you didn't know you were going."
Don't worry about what this website costs. You get the RV Dreamers bug you'll learn right quick you'll need to keep every penny you got. :) But if your a real smart feller and come up with a way of gettin' people to send you money so you can live it up, keep it to yourself. Cause if someone else does it, it might chip away at your good fortune.
Oh, one last thing, if you just got to support something, Support Our Troops, they're keeping our country safe so we can live this life.
This website is dedicated to my grandpap who always said, "Boy, you got a knack for doing the dumbest things." And how could I forget my city feller cousin (the one whose name I never learned) and his cute wife :):), who gave Nilda and me the RV Dreamers bug when they told us about the Great Kiva on the day they got lost.
Thursday, March 24, 2011
So being done with them fellers that say they knows it all and more, cause now I knows that’s the same as saying that the only thing he knows is more than me, which in that case weren’t much. But shucks, even us writin’ jenuises has got to have a few knowledgeable gaps to fill in. Nilda’s been trying to get me to stay on the subject matter at hand, as she puts it, but my mind is so overstuffed with ideas that they just come a spurtin’ out in all directions, sorta like the first time I ever tried to milk a cow.
Now where I was agoin’ with this, were that the computer and this here internet has got more things on it than a body can hardly get there mind around, even on a good day, which were why I was more than a mite bit puzzled when I come acrost this thing called LiveWriter. Now I sure don’t know about you but it sure did confound me more than a little as to just what it were. First I throwed my mind around that live writer one way, then backin’ up some, I took a run at it from another direction. But it seemed just no matter how I snuck up on it, it just weren’t makin' sense.
Figurin’ it probably weren’t a good idea to ask Nilda about my computer problem, as I didn’t want to be a ruinin’ her image of me as to knowin’ all there is to know about this bloggerin’ thing, I took me a walk through the RV Park we is a stayin’ in. All the time a lookin’ fer someone who looked like they knowed a thing or too about computers like I do. You’d think that with all them fellers a sittin’ out in there lawn chairs, a watchin’ the world pass them by, that one of them would have knowed at least a little something about this live writer thing.
Try as I might, upon asking them if they’d knowed bout live writer, they’d sorta lean forward in that chair they had been a glued to just a minute ago, kind a shake there head, then lean back again, tippin’ up their hat and a reachin’ under it with the other hand to rub and scratch away, afore grabbin’ hold of them chair arms and sayin’ that they’d never heard tell of it.
Bout the fourth time that happened I noticed somethin’ mitey particular about what they was a doing. Everyone of them, when they tipped that hat back were as bald as a fresh plucked chicken. I puzzled on that fer a moment or too, then I figured them fellers out. Why none of them fellers didn’t know nothin’ about nothin’. It must be that whensoever anyone asked them a question, they took to a rubbin’ and a scratchin’ their head to the point that they’d wared off all their hair.
That meant I was on my own when it come to understanding this live writer thing. Seemed to me that a live writer should be the easiest thing in the world to understand, cause there weren’t no way a dead writer could write. I were about to give up when I come a cross this blog that had some pointers on a usin’ live writer, and I been a pooring over it for the passed several days. So if’n ya notice an improvement in my writin’ its because of me understandin’ LiveWriter. If it don’t improve, it ain’t gonna be no worse than some dead writer, so you all won’t notice no difference. I.M., yer source fer techknowledgably fer fulltime bloggers.