Category: Just for Fun

Searching for Love in all the Wrong Places (Recreational Vehicles and some thoughts)

  “Smoke smell never goes away,” I say after being asked about how to pick an RV.  Of all the things I focus on when asked that question, that is the most important if you are a non-smoker.  Followed by, “Rent first.” The option to that is what I did, I bought one very cheap ($300) so if it failed…

The Solution to my K-Cup® Delemma.

The dark roasted, strong, freshly made coffee is filling my nose with it’s ‘morning is going to be just right’ smell.  Akemi’s light roasted, regular strength coffee is making as I sip mine.  We struggled for years across the light versus dark, strong versus weak divide, her forever making too-weak coffee and me forever making too-strong coffee.  We bought a…

Wisdom of Solitaire?

One of my few vices left is playing solitaire.  I have played the same game of solitaire my whole life.  My mother taught me the game when I was a child.  Maybe to help me work on numbers and logic, maybe because she played a lot of solitaire.  My little brother played too.  We all watched each other’s games like…

RV Water Tanks

The weirdest things about recreational vehicles of most sorts are the water systems.  This is mostly because it requires management at a minor or major level almost no matter how one uses their RV.  Waste water is ‘one of those things‘ in an RV’ers life. It is the kind of thing that would keep some people out of the RV…

Portland, Maine

“That’s not a nice thing to say,” the woman said.  I laughed out loud, whereupon the party of three looked at me.  I was leaning against the wall on a corner of Commercial Street in the old port area of Portland, Maine watching people.  Usual collection: old, young, singles, groups and families wandered, strolled and walked purposefully past me.  Most…

Koji, Killer Cat

“There is a mouse by your shoulder!” said my bride, Akemi, in a not-at-all-calm voice.  I sat up quickly and looked back at where I had been laying, sure enough, a dead mouse had been tucked into the crook of my neck. I have always told Akemi that our cat, Koji (runt in Japanese), is a cold blooded killer.  At…