You all know Good Nick and Bad Nick, but yesterday, Lazy Nick was in charge. I needed to get a lot of work done on the new issue of the Gypsy Journal, but I just couldn’t seem to get started. I checked e-mail, checked my favorite blogs, looked in on Facebook to see who was up to what, and basically just goofed off all morning.
In the afternoon, we had some errands to run. We stopped at the RV Hall of Fame Museum to drop off a bundle of Gypsy Journals, and so I could badger my buddy Al Hesselbart into buying me dinner, but that sly old fox was out of town. At least that’s what they told me. I suspect he was just hiding under a desk someplace, clutching his wallet to his heart.
Our next stop was the post office, to mail off some orders. The street in front of Elkhart’s main post office is all torn up, and getting in and out was a challenge. The lady who waited on me said that the project is supposed to take a month or two, and as soon as it is finished, the city plans to tear up the sidewalks in the same block. I think I’ll start going to the post office in Union, Michigan. It’s about the same distance, and easier to get to.
Our next stop was at RV Surplus to pick up a couple of things, and to drop off another bundle of newspapers. Owner Trina Ambis is one of our oldest friends in this area, and she always makes us feel welcome. We pretty much built our MCI bus conversion with components from RV Surplus. If it goes on, in, or under an RV, they probably have it. We visited for a while, picked up a replacement part for our toilet and some 12 volt fluorescent bulbs, and told Trina we’d stop in again while we’re in town.
After a quick stop at the grocery store, we came back to Elkhart Campground, and I told Miss Terry I really needed to get some work done. But instead, I took a nap on the couch, waking up in time for dinner. I followed that up with a walk around the campground, and then basically wasted the evening. So I didn’t accomplish a darn thing, thanks to Lazy Nick. I wouldn’t blame Miss Terry is she booted me to the curb, because I sure didn’t earn my keep. 🙂
Okay, now that I’ve told you about how lazy I am, here’s a video of cousin Berni showing some real moves. When we were visiting Berni and Rocky in Muskegon, Michigan last week, I won two games of Mexican Train, but Berni managed to beat me by five points on the third game. She savored her victory with the official Gypsy Journal Happy Dance. This should get your laugh motor started for the day! And people wonder why I avoid family reunions!
Thought For The Day – Alcohol does not solve any problems, but then, neither does milk.