by Pa Rock
Road Warrior
It's a bit on the ugly side of five in the morning on St. Patrick's Day, and I am up preparing for a drive to see one of my medical providers in Springfield, Missouri - a trip of one hundred and one miles - each way. I made essentially the same trip two days ago also - that time to take an AARP Safe Driving course in order to mitigate the negative effects of a speeding ticket that I received in Arkansas last month while on another road trip. All of that travel will be capped off with a trip to Kansas City on Thursday.
That's the bad thing about living out in the beautiful countryside - nothing is convenient.
Living in Howl County reminds of when I was a resident here before - in Mountain View. It was a St. Patrick's Day about thirty years ago. I took a busload of high school students to Rolla, Missouri, for a speech and debate tournament. Rolla is home to the University of Missouri School of Mines, and the mostly male student body there always makes a very big deal of St. Patrick's Day. The students from Liberty High School that day got to see much more than they had bargained for - including, at one point, two drunken, shirtless college boys stumbling down the sidewalk who were both painted green from head to toe! It was what we in the school biz called an "educational" field trip!
It's a shame that this recent spate nice weather hasn't been around long enough to pull all of the reptiles from their cold-blooded slumbers, or I could use this day to drive the snakes to Springfield. Maybe next time!
Road Warrior
It's a bit on the ugly side of five in the morning on St. Patrick's Day, and I am up preparing for a drive to see one of my medical providers in Springfield, Missouri - a trip of one hundred and one miles - each way. I made essentially the same trip two days ago also - that time to take an AARP Safe Driving course in order to mitigate the negative effects of a speeding ticket that I received in Arkansas last month while on another road trip. All of that travel will be capped off with a trip to Kansas City on Thursday.
That's the bad thing about living out in the beautiful countryside - nothing is convenient.
Living in Howl County reminds of when I was a resident here before - in Mountain View. It was a St. Patrick's Day about thirty years ago. I took a busload of high school students to Rolla, Missouri, for a speech and debate tournament. Rolla is home to the University of Missouri School of Mines, and the mostly male student body there always makes a very big deal of St. Patrick's Day. The students from Liberty High School that day got to see much more than they had bargained for - including, at one point, two drunken, shirtless college boys stumbling down the sidewalk who were both painted green from head to toe! It was what we in the school biz called an "educational" field trip!
It's a shame that this recent spate nice weather hasn't been around long enough to pull all of the reptiles from their cold-blooded slumbers, or I could use this day to drive the snakes to Springfield. Maybe next time!
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