Here we are, getting ready for that annual journey back to the homeland, the frozen white north, Minnesota. I have to admit, it will be nice to be in a cooler place for a while – it finally got down to 102 today in Tucson. It’s damn hot here.
Of course, all those lakes (10,000 of ’em) means the humidity will be hovering around 97%, never mind the swarms of mosquitos and the patter of goose crap falling all around your picnic site. It beats heat stroke. And sunburn. Rattlesnakes, scorpions, killer-bees. You get the idea.
The wife has been packing for eleven days now. She has every frigging piece of clothing we own crammed into three tiny carry-on suitcases, but at least we’ll avoid the stupid $30 baggage fee now charged by the rapist airline company. She’s been packing so long she had to unpack twice so she could wash the clothes. They got dusty.
I’m trying to figure out how to get all my electronics on the plane (see https://misterass.com/2010/04/24/too-much-crap-part-ii/). To this, I’ve also recently added an iPad. I figure if I turn on all the electronics at one time during flight I’ll burn out the plane’s navigation systems as well as the flight recorder and we will crash into a cornfield somewhere south of Des Moines. But at least they won’t know it was my fault.
We’ll be back in a couple weeks. Please check on my son while we’re gone. The last time we left him alone this long he had a party, and still hasn’t explained to us how he fell down in the rocks and gashed his forehead. I assume alcohol was involved, even though he was only seventeen at the time.
P.S. Yes, I admit to illegally stealing the .jpg of Minnesota above and shouldn’t criticize anyone, but look how the yahoo that drew the map misspelled Detroit Lakes (Detoit). At least he got Cloquet right.
Wish you were coming to Florida instead. It probably isn’t much cooler but we could stand a friendly face.