Jump On The Bus, Gus

In case anyone was wondering what ol' Trash has been up to the past couple of weeks, I thought I would quickly bring y'all up to speed.

I've been quite the accidental tourist, doing a little vacationing...all while out joy-riding on a train of thought. 

I started in a state of confusion and quickly moved on to one of chaos.  From there, I found myself in a state of panic, barely missing the great state of oblivion.

(WHEW!  Take it from me...don't waste your time.  Ain't nothing to see or do in either locale...nil, nada!) 

Feeling the need for a change of scenery, imagine my surprise at being caught in the states of shock and wonder, while allowing myself to get lost wandering in a state of apathy!

(Again...don't waste your time or gas. Been there, done that, got the t-shirt.  Heck...I'll send you a t-shirt if a souvenir is all you're wanting from this useless state of mind!) 

Fortunately, while meandering in a state of flux,  I allowed the highway of life to lead me to a supreme state of consciousness.  From there, it was just a hop, skip and a jump prayer to my final stop...the blessed state of grace.

I bet you can guess WHO was waiting with a light on...just for me.  Now I know what the "G" stands for in GPS.

(Hint:  It ain't Gus!)

I plan on visiting here for quite some time and would love nothing better than to take up permanent, full-time residency.

(This paradise location I highly recommend...five stars!  In fact...care to join me for a return visit?)

Just give me a second to slip something into the ol' CD player for our road trip.

(WARNING:  I like to sing along...loud!)

  You bring the strawberry Twizzlers and beef jerky.

I'll bring the Yoo-Hoos and hang-down.

We'll stop for a Stuckey's Pecan Log.

Pack light, don't forget your toothbrush, slap on some red lipstick, GO before we go...and let's get this dog and cat pony show on the road.

I call shotgun!!!