Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Day 9: It's a Guy Thing

“It was a day like all days, filled with those events that alter and illuminate our lives. Except, You are There.” Remember that theme? Well when I’m with Bill there are always those events that are inspiring, educational, entertaining or just plain interesting. Today was the most guy thing I know … touring used tool stores. This may not be the MOST memorable part of the trip since three-quarters is yet to go but “it was a good day”.
A glorious dawn gave birth to a hearty restaurant breakfast, where two hours of brother talk evaporated as dew on a desert cactus. My mere mention of his past took us to the Ax
Man, a retail junk store of legendary proportions. And that heaven of ‘stuff’ because of traveling light, kept my acquisitions to zero – an incredible feat. Then on to the Tried & True Tools for the most adventure one guy should have in one day. With any equipment purchase in excess of 200 pounds, numerous photographs of indispensable tool needs will serve until journey’s end.And at day’s end, another biblical thunderstorm and “The humidity’s so thick you could cut it with a knife.” Those grossly exaggerated expressions are a crazy human need to communicate – until I hear cussin’ from the utility room that the de-humidifier (inside the house) overflowed on the floor. It filled with TWO gallons of water; in less than twenty four hours. I thought Lil’ Joe had a beard, but it’s mildew… we’re movin’ on!
I’ve been delinquent in the fragrances department. The original intent was focused on experiences from a motorcycle but smells are so fascinating in that, like a photograph … worth a thousand words. So to catch up a little, Harley day was hot steel of welding, warm oil and spray paint. And lumberjack days – corn dogs, cotton candy, noodles, hot buttered popcorn, fried onions, the sticky smell of carmel candy.
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Tomorrow - 300 miles to my classmates
