I am thinking of going to Dallas for a few days. Well, I am going to Dallas for a few days it is just a matter of how to get there. So I called my precious son (and I drip with sarcasm when I say that) who lives in Dallas to consult with him. I have managed to live on this blue ball 76 years and never had to crawl my ass on a plane, but he has faith in me. The idea of flying terrifies me. I would rather have a hysterectomy through my ear. I would rather have my finger nails pulled off with pliers, but sometimes he makes me feel so silly with my phobias.
If I fly from the Springs I have to leave my car in the parking lot for 8 days and that will cost me over $80 which I am in no way in hell going to pay. So I asked him if I could fly out of Pueblo and he explained that I would be on a tiny plane with no room and would wind up with my knees around my ears, but then he decided since I am short that would really not be a problem and then I had to put up with his maniacal laughter. That plane would take me to Denver and then I would fly to Dallas. I do not want to go North to get South.
A bus ride would take 14 hours, but who cares. Course I could always drive, but my little car has a lot of miles on it and may not be the most dependable one on the road, but then again it might be kind of fun and I could stop and see Cindy! Or I could rent a car.
So that is where I am tonight. Thinking about doing this trip some time in April so I have a few days to plot and plan. Hell, I might hitchhike. I did that once you know. I think I would be afraid to do it now with all the killers on the loose.
Well, time for Jeopardy! so I got to go park myself in front of the television and sleep through that before I can go to bed.
If I fly from the Springs I have to leave my car in the parking lot for 8 days and that will cost me over $80 which I am in no way in hell going to pay. So I asked him if I could fly out of Pueblo and he explained that I would be on a tiny plane with no room and would wind up with my knees around my ears, but then he decided since I am short that would really not be a problem and then I had to put up with his maniacal laughter. That plane would take me to Denver and then I would fly to Dallas. I do not want to go North to get South.
A bus ride would take 14 hours, but who cares. Course I could always drive, but my little car has a lot of miles on it and may not be the most dependable one on the road, but then again it might be kind of fun and I could stop and see Cindy! Or I could rent a car.
So that is where I am tonight. Thinking about doing this trip some time in April so I have a few days to plot and plan. Hell, I might hitchhike. I did that once you know. I think I would be afraid to do it now with all the killers on the loose.
Well, time for Jeopardy! so I got to go park myself in front of the television and sleep through that before I can go to bed.
