Sunday, June 11, 2006
900 foot Jesus in Tulsa, Oklahoma
Current mood: accomplished
A long time ago I remember listening to Rush Limbaugh...not on purpose I was held captive by a dittohead (by the way, I finally understand why they are called that). Anyway, I remember hearing a bit on there by some religous nut-case...er...spiritually closer to god than I...he was talking about some vision of a 900 foot Jesus in Tulsa, Oklahoma. When I came across the sign stating that Tulsa was something like 80 miles, I couldn't help thinking about that moment in my past...immediately, I remember the place, what we were doing, and the events just flooded back to me. Strange how memories do that, isn't it?
Well, besides several near-death experiences today, to include a very, very close exchange with a large piece of truck tire, I have decided that I am not quite ready to die...especially not in Oklahoma. For those of you who may be prepared to die there...hey, good luck to you! Anyway, I am happy to report that I am safely in a hotel somewhere in Oklahoma....don't really know for sure...however, no worries, I don't investigate strange lights, noises, or requests to open my door late at night...which reminds me of a story involving an African prostitute....but that my friends is for another day!
However, I did not elicit or patronage her services...I am not that insane...however, the look on her face when I opened the door with a pistol to her head was one for the ages...but I am giving too much away.
As you can tell, I am tired. However, I did manage to travel pretty far today. Unfortunately, it was not the total distance that I wanted to travel. I didn't have the Wind to my back so to speak : ) So, I came up short.
Anyway, you will be happy to know that I managed to bypass the Lorette Lynn Dude Ranch in Tennessee even thought the impulse was strong to see how many Dudes she had planted this year....Should be a bumper crop! Passed by the Historic Jack Daniels Distillary. Okay, the impulse was FAR TOO strong, so I knew that I had better avoid that place least I get three sheets to the Wind...and I never want sheets between me and the Wind : )
Well, this verse is now at its conclusion. As always may the road rise up to meet you and your contact with stupidity be limited!
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Iraq Happens
Current mood: pensive
Category: Life
Well, I have made it to at least as far as Manchester, TN. I took a different route than suggested by Expedia (If you know me then you know that this is my personal modus operendi). Personally, I think that it went rather well. I put a lot of miles on the road and taking 24 was a great idea. The route was utterly, splendously (word?), gorgeous. I love woods and mountains; plus, it gave me a sense of renewed energy. One forgets the beauty of our country when one is trapped within his own head and mentally in another country fighting.
I stopped for the night and despite my dedication to the pursuit of physical fitness, I went to bed. However, I did go running this morning. A nice neighborhood that has displaced more than a few deer. I ran into their white-tailed cuteness along the way. They seemed more curious of me than scared, which was slightly disturbing. I want wildlife to be wild not domesticated. Anyway, it was a nice run on a slightly muggy morning when Iraq happened. Yes, I was running along a part of the construction site when I passed a barren spot that looked like any roadside in any one of the many places that I have visited on behalf of Uncle Sugar (Sam for those not in the known). When I passed three -seemingly- strategically placed packs of cigarettes on the road...lined up nicely like soldiers in a row. If you ever have seen the movie Constantine then you know what I am about to describe. I felt ripped for a moment from my safety and deposited back along other less comfortable roads. It was a dramatic shift in perspective. The heart nearly lept from my chest and I only could think, "Why weren't you paying more attention? You've stumbled across a fucking IED. You're dead!" I looked for the overwatch in order to try and fall pointing in its direction to alert others...when I was back on the road, breathing heavily, and thinking to myself that I really need to relax.
Anyway, I am obviously safe in my hotel room sweating and preparing for the next phase of the journey...Cause I am going to California with an aching in my heart...sorry Led Zep fan.
Just goes to show you that Iraq Happens.
Have a Beautiful Day! May the road rise up to meet you and your contact with stupidity be limited.
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