Tarmac ribbons criss-crossing the landscape, dusty back roads twisting between the cool shadows of ancient pines, and less traveled pathways connecting present to past, all I wander, seeking, seeing, with my keyboard and camera capturing scenes and stories to share with you.

Now in its seventh year, this venue has become an important part of my life, a place where I can express my thoughts and feelings about the things I see and do, hoping the process brings me a bit closer to friends and family who enjoy sharing my sometimes chaotic and often nonlinear observations and ideas. A journal, I suppose, but one with which I find pleasure in thinking others are alongside me on my journey.

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May 23, 2013

MAINE TO OHIO ON TWO WHEELS - DAY 6

... a cool, windy, rainy day in southern ohio ... c.j.'s in his little room doing c.j. stuff, which seems to include a lot of staring at a computer monitor and pondering ... three computer screens on his desktop, i wonder if the amount of paper is in direct geometric proportion to the amount of display space ... ha, i remember years and years ago when the technocrats prophesied a future "paperless society" ... yea, that and the helicopters we we're all going to have parked in our garages ... but, thinking how we can all play "angry birds" on our cell phones, i guess the digital revolution wasn't a total bust ...

... dodging the rainstorms, i took a drive up the wal-mart in lebanon to investigate a possible solution to my motorcycle's "hot seat" problem/feature ... bought this nifty all terrain vehicle seat cushion for $17, so far it seems to work quite well ... as comfortable as the seat was, as an added bonus this makes it more so ... only thing left to do is to find a talented daughter someplace who can modify the straps so the buckles stay beneath the seat ...

... i said to the dogs, "you guys've got a rough life, don't you" ... both of 'em gave me a stare, as if to say, "yea, and what time did you roll out of bed this morning" ...

... rainy and windy, so i'm in for the day ... finished one book, about to take up another ... 


MAINE TO OHIO ON TWO WHEELS - DAY 5

... "in 2008, madison county [ohio], which spans interstates 70 and 71 ... was cited by the ohio state highway patrol as leading the state for the most number of speeding tickets in excess of 20-mph over the posted limit ... despite a population of around 4,200 ... over 7,700 such tickets were issued in three years" [wikipedia] ... i wonder if this is another way of saying that madison county is a speed trap ... you'd think ticket revenue alone would be enough to keep the courthouse looking so nice, but it seems that in the state of ohio towns are allowed to collect "income tax," and the city of london, in which the courthouse is located, has it's own 1% income tax ... whew, and i thought maine allowing towns to charge excise tax on vehicles was bad ...

... but it's nice and quiet inside the courthouse, and i kind of like the idea of being given a promotion when i go to the rest room ... the swinging doors, they're a really nice touch ...

... i've got to wonder, however, about the thought process behind the choice of paintings used to decorate the men's room ... perhaps it's midwest thing ... i wonder if there's a painting of a bull on the wall of the "ladies" room  ...

... 1000 miles since i left waterville on saturday ... this afternoon i drove back roads from columbus to cincinnati ... it was quite warm out, so i wore my jacket with all the vents wide open ... just outside of xenia the sky turned black and i put on all my weather gear, but i got lucky and the heavy rain stayed several miles to the north ... it was a very, very windy day, flags straight out and making snapping sounds would indicate a strong 24-32 mile-per-hour breeze ...

... it took three hours for me to drive 110 miles, mostly because of the frequent stops during which i would just stand along the side of the road and look at ohio ...

... supper and carl and jane's was wonderful, and now i'm all tucked in ready to sleep on the sofa in my favorite basement hideaway ...