Travel Plans

Good old FOAF – that’s Friend Of A Friend – has come to my rescue yet again while my brain (what’s left of it) gets rejuvenated:



I have been in many places but I’ve never been in Kahoots. Apparently, you can’t go alone. You have to be in Kahoots with  someone. I’ve also never been in Cognito.  I hear no one recognizes you there.

I have, however, been in Sane. They don’t have an airport; you have to be driven there. I have made several trips there thanks to my spouse, children,  friends, family and work. I would like to go to Conclusions but you have to  jump and I’m not too much on physical activity anymore.

I have also been in Doubt. That is a sad place to go and I try not to visit there too often.  I’ve been in Flexible but only when it was very important to stand firm.

Sometimes I’m in Capable and I go there more often as I’m getting older. One of my favorite places to be is in Suspense.  It really gets the adrenalin flowing and  pumps up the old heart! At my age I need all the stimuli I can get!

I may have been in Continent but I don’t remember what country I was in.  It’s an age thing. They tell me it is very wet and damp there.



23 responses to “Travel Plans

  1. Hook-Billed Albatross

    She stakes her dreams to the field’s love-shielding
    grass at the end of her perforated rainbow. He takes his
    turn ensured that she loves him by her food shopping,
    house cleaning, love making. The hawk’s nest resists
    the wind, remains aloft, agape for eggs and hatchlings,
    fertile reminders that measuring time, even if only once per
    season, does not slow it down; that migrating King Mackerel
    offer themselves in massive schools to even amateur anglers,
    as buffaloes had before sported to death. Six-toed cats and trans-
    continental reunions emit their cosmic hum. Games and big news
    keep connections alive. New friends meet old in a town you
    haven’t lived in for twenty-eight years. Opposite colors, orange
    blue collide, retract, expand over oysters, not slimy to hide pearls,
    but slippery to replicate the activities they supposedly support.
    Then a bull gator walks out of Lake Alice, scares drunk frat boys
    and walks back in without incident. Our corresponding spouses
    see the joy, join in the stories, though they are older. Beer
    loosens the social bra straps, allowing a free flow of ideas to
    sprout forth. Ibis flock issues screams from Payne’s Prairie, let’s
    face it, this prairie is a swamp, Audubon’s swamp, thus stinky.

  2. I was going to go by bus to Day, but it was delayed and the next only went to Morrow.

  3. Reading the responses inspires me to consider a trip to Ebriated.

  4. Reblogged this on Skin Tickler and commented:
    I’m considering a weekend trip to Ebriated.

  5. I used to be in Dispensible but haven’t been invited back for a while. Now I’m in Consolable.

  6. It seems to me that you were also in Spired when you wrote this. I hope the weather was nicer there than it’s been in the Big Apple.

  7. I hope you don’t think of me as in Considerate because I have yet to get out of Rageous . Before I went there, I was serenely gruntled, but then I was dissed and became, well, you know . . .

  8. This is hilarious! Very clever. Did I miss the part about you being a professional humorist?

  9. This is fantastic! So funny. Hopefully it will be a long, long time before I end up in Continent.

  10. Oh my my … this is priceless!

  11. Hahaha!!! Love it. You are a permanent resident of Imitable!

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