I managed to not leave New England these last few years. Massachusetts was about about far as I ventured. This trip to Maryland will be my 3rd visit in the last 4 months. Beginning to feel like a recurring nightmare. Like the road will always be part of my life. I just can't escape its clutches.
Spent my first 28 years on this planet on the road. First as a little tacker tagging along behind my military ole man. Then because I had been born to it, I knew no better. Hit the road behind the wheel of the big rigs and pounded a million or so miles out before I smartened up, came to Maine, parked my ass in the woods and settled down. The World did fine without me. Well, maybe not fine, but it sure didn't miss me.
I was hoping to spend my last decades off the road and parked on my bike or comfortably reclined in my local barco-lounger with a cold beverage instead of cussing and fussing while other road warriors did their best to run me into the ditch. Just not in the cards I guess. Huffing exhaust fumes and dodging blown up truck retreads seems to be my destiny.
But what am I doing here? This was supposed to be the upbeat post that countered the previous angry man posts. I was aiming higher than I could hit I guess.......which reminds me of the best toilet graffiti I ever read.
Some years ago I walked into some public toilet in some unremembered truck stop in the outer reaches of America and scratched into the graffiti proof paint at face level:
"Your hose is too short
Your pump, it's too weak
Stand closer to seat dude
Or you'll piss on your feet."
Unconsciously I edged closer to the ole American Standard urinal and then laughed out loud. All the gnarly trucker dudes lined up next to me silently taking care of their own business looked at me at the same time. In my hurry to leave and take my red face out of there, what should have been a routine johnson closure turned into a very painful johnson snagged three or four links into the zipper. Well, you just don't follow up a belly laugh with a scream and leave with your dignity intact.
Not my best moment. But most definitely one of my most painful.