I want to believe. I think the world can be a fairly boring place sometimes. But a world of people crying “fake news,” offering “alternative facts,” and bonkers Q claims of Satanic, child molesting pizza shops has made me jaded to conspiracy theories. I never believed them but I can’t even pretend to enjoy them these days. At the start of the Covid pandemic however, I started my own alternatively true conspiracy theories involving our favorite explorer: Reynold the dog. He looks so innocent…read on and find out the sinister side of Renny! Feel free to click on the pictures to enlarge them.
So what does an extremely amateur travel blogger do during a pandemic? Turns out not a lot beyond gain weight. I found out having snacks on hand and little reason to walk around is not a good thing. Sure I take the dog for a walk but even he gets bored of my company. At least I’m back at work now where snacks aren’t as easy to access. So this is a quick update on my lack of traveling.
My old roommates Jeff, Brandon, and I use to have Benny Hill micro-parties. That just meant we would put on the Benny Hill theme song and chase each other around doing stupid things like hiding behind house plants or bopping each other with rolling pins. I channeled those old days for my last adventure, entitled Quarantine Qut. I was looking pretty shaggy having not seen George in 3 months. I couldn’t take it any longer, bought some clippers, and forced Jen to take up a new trade. Enjoy the video. Watch it with sound for the full effect.
I think she did a great job! The rubric is filled out as an average of both of our scores. She almost had a meltdown on her first zip with the trimmer as a lot of my hair fluttered to the ground. She’s happy with the results but hated the entire process. It was too stressful. For the record, trimmers are not cheap and they’re hard to get on Amazon right now.
Today is my 41st birthday and I got them all in! It’s been a great year, thank you for celebrating it with me.
Oh man, are you getting sick of seeing how I spend my meager salary on frivolous “adventures?” Too bad! You’re in store for more! Contained within this holy text is an adventure you’re taking with me, dear reader.
And it continues, more text babble about my stupid antics. Please enjoy and don’t judge me too harshly.
So we continue on my short little adventures, slowly making our way to 40. These started in August and I was staying right on course. About a quarter of the year down at the point I wrote this and, including big adventures, about a quarter the way through the goal. I started having concerns about keeping this up though. Adventures during the summer months are easy, what happens when it gets cold?
Herein lies the tale of my 40th year. What I mean to say is below are some of the additional 27 adventures I’ve taken to make it up to 40 adventures in a year! If you’ve been following each of my monthly large adventures, you might be disappointed with the size/excitement of these. If that’s the case, move to another blog that has more money and vacation time. That cattle drive tapped me out. These are the small adventures for which I still had some time and money left over.
I wanted to add one more big adventure that will carry me through my 40’s. I adopted another travel partner! Reynold has been an amazing addition to my life, especially during the corona lock down. He’s smart, he’s friendly, and he’s finally getting to the point he likes car rides (very important to match my lifestyle). He has nerve damage in his front leg and doesn’t lift it all the way when he walks. He needs to wear a shoe to keep from dragging his nails and pads off on pavement. He doesn’t let that stop him from rough housing with other dogs, running all over the place like a maniac, or jumping in and out of my Jeep. I’m sure you’ll be seeing a lot of photos of this amazing guy in the years to come.
The last big adventure to get my one-a-month! I also only need 2 more to finish up all 40 which is great because adventures are hard to come by under quarantine. I had all kinds of ideas to finish up the year. I had looked into bi-plane rides, spelunking, and even a plan to tour historic carousels along the east coast. Ultimately though, none of these were plausible. But if I can’t go to the adventure, I’ll make the adventure come to me! Dr. Jen and I created an 18 hole, indoor/outdoor mini-golf course. We even dressed for the occasion.
In November I had my Old Timey adventure. One of the small adventures I’ll write about next month was a retro adventure. Here in lies my Ye Olde Adventure, where Dr. Jen and I lived like royalty! All the activities planned were themed to match with the “old world,” whatever that means. Jen and I have argued what era is Ye Olde. Jousting, archery battles, and shopping malls lie within. Stay safe and wash your hands, everyone.