there’s someplace like home…

Kentucky felt fairly exotic…Morgantown WVA felt fairly exotic…even Frostburg MD felt quite exotic…Dayton OH felt like home…to me anyway…I think I could live in Morgantown or Frostburg…Dayton didn’t do all that much for me–except of course for the presence of the Air Force Museum…but Morgantown and Frostburg seemed nice to me, except I know that Winter is generally a bit tougher out there…stayed over in Morgantown, stopped for gas in Frostburg…they’re both college towns…didn’t take very many photos; this year’s Yard Sale looks the same to me as last year’s Yard Sale…took some pix in Morgantown…took some at the USAF Museum too…dunno where or how, but I apparently lost my razor–that sucks as far as I’m concerned; I’m sure it will turn up AFTER I buy another one…THAT sucks too…about an hour away from home a major, serious traffic accident stopped us in our tracks for not quite an hour…ya don’t call out the medivac chopper for a fender bender…but now we’re back; the only thing we’ve unpacked is the laptop…and the cuckoo clock she bought at the 127 Yard Sale–in Kentucky I think…I had fun, she had fun–she even liked the Air Force Museum…I got a book and a shirt…a good trip, now it’s back to “normal”…need I mention, I’m just about broke…but Friday is payday I think…

ADDENDUM–before we left I considered the possibility that of all the stopovers we’d make, Dayton seemed likeliest to have an open mic somewhere…sure enough there was one at the O.W. Wright’s Pub–the day AFTER we left for Morgantown…the Pub was within spittin’ distance of the Best Western where we stayed…oh well…When we got to the Museum it was a hazy cloudy day…when we emerged from the IMAX Theatre (the 2nd time) to leave, it was pouring down in buckets…it began to let up a bit, so I started out to the car…it turned torrential again, but the car wasn’t too far away–other people had it worse…in fact the traffic accident situation got worse AFTER we went thru it, so again we were kinda lucky…the trip from Dayton to Morgantown was torture to me (about 5 hours, almost three of them in nearly total darkness–except for the headlights) in part I guess because I was driving…in general she did most of the driving, but not all of it…

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