Off To The House of Mouse - God Help Me

It’s vacation time again, peeps. This year the family (Judy and me, Carl and Marni and the grandkids) are on the way to Orlando and the House of Mouse.

So I have to pack. Sometime. Tonight. I hate packing. I would like to be rich enough to just buy what we need as we need it. But not in Orlando. I think I will have to float an FHI/VA loan to just purchase the tickets into the different parks. Come next Friday I think I think I will be blowing dust out of my billfold. Nothing will be left there to speak of.

And being in Orlando, Disney, and the other parks is pure hell for me. There are just too damn many people that feel it is their calling in life to get in front of me an stroll. MOVE OUT OF THE WAY, DIP SHIT. But I will paste a smile on my face and keep telling myself it’s only a few more days. Only a few more hours. I left the gun at home…it will be alright. Chill!

But we will be a time away from home for Judy, Marni and Carl, away from work, and away from the stress of life…I pray.

Anyway, I will be popping in periodically and taking pics and all the stuff that bores the shit out of people…so rest assured I will posting them because that is how I roll. Boring you to tears.

I will have to get a picture of me in shorts, Hawaiian shirt and black knee socks for my pal, Ed. He gives me a hard time about being old and, since I will be in Senior Heaven, I have to look the part. But between you and me, Ed can go fuck himself.

Check with you peeps when I can.

And don’t forget to scroll down and see my last few post. There is some good stuff there. Even if I do say so myself. It is good because I got them from some of you and you are much brighter than moi.

Later…
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