Well it's time. The trucks out of gas, no major plumbing problems in the Tenderloin Insane asylum, the hundred unit building where I ply my new trade, and the bank account has bottomed out. How did I get here, and where will I go next? The phone's been ringing off the hook from my good buddy the Russian. He wants me to come up to the San Juan Islands and dive for sea cucumbers with him. The only thing I really care about anymore is getting money to my wife and kids in Honduras, and getting back with them as soon as possible.
This blog is merely a test. Do I have the nerve to tell the world about me and my experiences? I'll find out soon enough.....
Apparently Blogger doesn't throw the date into the mix, which makes the thing pretty useless for someone doing research, so, I'll have to remember to do it myself. Today is a Monday, January 15th, Martin Luther King day, here in Panama City Florida, The Redneck Riviera....Oh, my bad, the last post, the test, was done on 6/8/11, about six and a half years ago... My how things have changed....in some regards... I always get up early, about six, sometimes a little before. I like to read about the esoteric. Today's early morning revelations concern the author of my favorite book, the Treasure Hunter. He also wrote the French Connection, and The Green Berets...He left us, well, have a link: http://www.kentuckynewera.com/web/news/article_f642905d-dffd-54f5-af64-46e4fd83dcd8.html I read a bit about his offspring which lead to blogger: http://travelswithaluckyduck.blogspot.com/
