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.

If the idea of that kind of life gets you down
Just wait until you discover what living life on the road is really like.

 

"Always follow own life plan, otherwise GPS lead you to dead end!"
--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.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

More on Campground Etiquette

The other day I was writin' what I have discovered is called “a literary review of a published article”. Now as best I can understand, that means some feller writ something and somehow manged get it out so’s regular folks could read it, mistakes and all. Then some right smart feller like me comes long and deconstructs that other fellers article, afore puttin’ it back to together such that it makes sense, if you foller me. I got to thinkin’ bout a couple more things that feller writ, so here’s the rest of the story reconstipated the way it shoulda been in the first place.

Another thing that feller that writ that article was a sayin’ were that jacks should never be down when you’re a stayin’ at wallmart. If that’s so then how in gawd’s name are we supposed to change them tires that keep a going flat. Maybe some people can aford to buy tires that’s only 5 or 6 years old, but anyone blessed with the likes of Ol’ 5th Wheel and brakes that break more than they brake would understand that some of us drive F.O.R.D.s, as some vehicles is referred to, whether thay got any parts made by old Henry or not.

Best I can recall, that feller also was a pointing out that wallmart camping was free. That was when I knowed fer sure that it were a fictional story, or he were one of them writer fellers that ain’t never been to where he were a writing about. I never knowed a single person, let a lone a married one, ever to spend a night in wallmart that he didn’t spend more money than he would'a if'n he'd a stayed even in one of them uppity resort parks that nobody ever claims to have stayed at. But always knows somebody which payed as much as $40 a night to stay in one of them over priced places.

Lookin’ at my notes, he also said something about just a wantin’ to get a few hours of sleep, as to why you should stay there. Maybe he drives one of them semi type trucks a haulin insulation, and when the sun goes down, he bunks out in the middle of all that insulation in a little hole. But fer us regular folks getting’ even a few minutes sleep afore getting’ woke up by a truck pullin’ in, means your one real lucky feller. Besides, if you ain’t never had a couple of cattle trucks pull up and park on either side of you at 2 o’clock in the morning in a wallmart parking lot on a night when it’s a hundred degrees outside, you don’t travel in the places me and Nilda do. Get a nights sleep. Sheesh. It’s a wonder you don’t get, deafened from the cows a bawling all night, let alone afixyated from whats billowering out of them trailers.

I’d like to keep a commenterying on what that feller wrote, but when I was a trying to get that axle shoved back into the right place on Ol’ 5th Wheel the other day, a great big blob of grease fell off, and sort of obliverated the rest of my notes. Hence, if your lucky you might just stumble on that article the way I did, which when taken all together, it weren’t not bad writin, though it weren’t as good as mine either. But then everybodies got to start someplace, it's just most aren't so lucky to be as far down the writin' road to begin with as I was. I keep a thinkin’ the more just wanderin’ around I do on this here blog post, the more likely that websight is to come to me, but I guess it ain’t a gonna happen. So I’ll leave it without bein’ able to be an acknowledging to who I were debited to for the idea of these writin’s.

2 comments:

Levonne said...

Hi I.M. Vayne! Thanks for stopping by A Camp Host's Meanderings and leaving a few comments of late. You've got some original voice there! Not to mention a fine sense of humor! I love your banner photo. I know that RV! I look forward to following along!

Cruzin2some said...

Thanks for your comment on our blog. IM thankin we might be cuzins!

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