"Sweet Home Tobyhanna"

Barring unforeseen problems, it looks like QT and I are about to morph into country folk! We have put an offer on this house in the Pocono Mts. We're looking forward to getting some distance between us and the ever encroaching city (Philadelphia). Because it's a tourist destination, there's a ton of things to do and see nearby and also a good sized lake (52 mile shoreline) a short drive away. The house is in a recreational community with it's own smaller lakes, a pool or two, tennis courts, and a community center with many scheduled activities, some geared towards us old people. The community is gated and constantly patrolled by security. It also makes us harder to reach by  Mr.T and his vow to kill QT!!!  This is exciting.

Chicken Magnetism

QT and I went to Cape May, NJ this weekend to attend the Cape May Wine Festival. Despite the rather dismal weather, we had a great time. While there, I learned something interesting about myself. I AM A CHICK MAGNET!! Well, being totally honest, not exactly a CHICK magnet; more like a MILF magnet. Is that politically correct? It is now. QT was fighting them off with a stick. If you've ever met me, you may find this revelation a little confusing. I'm not exactly the life of the party and my looks are nothing but ordinary. I feel compelled to get to the bottom of this. Maybe it's my smallish head. Perhaps women find my little head less intimidating than a full size head. A word of caution is in order here. My head may be small; but it is incredibly dense. Could it be my perplexing frame? Nobody manages to pull off the appearance of being skinny while being borderline obese better than me! There is a slim chance that I was witnessing some sort of alcohol induced mass hysteria; but that seems unlikely. I'm unaware of any evidence proving lack of judgement due to alcohol consumption. I was wearing shoes that sport green laces. Maybe green laces have a way of mesmerizing the ladies like red in the hands of a matador. Ole'! I fear that my attractiveness had nothing at all to do with me. It was almost certainly my shirt. I was wearing T-shirt advertising King's Family Restaurant. The shirt has  a frownie face on the front that women find irresistible. I probably should retire the shirt before someone gets hurt. With the right description, it should fetch a good price on EBay.

work ?

This isn't so bad. Once in awhile the planets align to give me a good day. To be more accurate, a good morning. I pick up my loads in the Scranton/Wilkes Barre area in northeast Pennsylvania. It can be quite picturesqueas it's in the Pocono mountains. This morning started out mostly sunny and "crisp". Todays load delivered in Catskill, New York; which strangely, is in the middle of the Catskill mountains. So, my entire morning was spent driving through the Poconos and into the Catskills. The leaves are now turning and the cool night left ground fog lying in all the valleys. It was like driving in a moving 3-D postcard. Traffic was very light today and the other drivers weren't very annoying (only I am not annoying), so it was easy become immersed in the moment. For much of my morning, all was right with the world.