The population year round is 172. When someone from Chappaquidick goes to Martha's Vineyard the say they're "going to the mainland". When they're going to Cape Cod or Boston they say they're "going to America". Or so I have read.
Apart from all that it's such a wonderful, peaceful, quaint place to be to recharge your batteries and as you know they are not included. I will report in from down there with my teeny little travel computer. Maybe some pictures fresh from the day.
I'm looking at my desk. After seeing a picture of Beth's desk I would be ashamed to show you my desk What a collection of diverse things. I only let things get out of control in this room as it is my hangout most of the time. The true me. There a small mesh strainer that I bought from a buck. You could fit it over a coffee mug. A set of headphones. A rechargable flash light Some papers having to do with the insurance policy of my old car, A posted note pad with something scribbled on it that's unreadable. A pocket dictionary. I should use it. Some pens. A moniter from my desktop computer which sits there idle, unplugged. Old and in the way. A phone which I hate unless I have to make a call. A couple of pens. A small spiral notebook and my autographed photo of Rip Taylor.
Well it's been more than a week since I've blogged. I still don't the word blog. It's sounds like something you would do after a night of heavy drinking. I'm up writing this on Saturday night. I just finished a 9 pm workshift. As I am still awake (Duh!) I decided to write this now. Tomorrow I will go out for breakfast with a friend, a lady friend I might ad. After that we might take a ride out to Walden Pond. It's not far from here. I used to fish there30 or 40 years ago. Yeesh! I hate the fact that I can refer that far back and I was already an adult. Anyway Walden is a beautiful spot. Henry David Thoreau lived there for two years and wrote a book called Walden. Essentially it was about conserving natures beauty. Essentially it is the birthplace of the conservation movement. It's a national landmark. It's a pristine place. Maybe some pictures. Still it's just a pond.
It's time for me to go to bed. Flip on Saturday Night Live, fall asleep and not watch it.
I'm outta here.