So the last Powerball lottery was something like $590 MILLION dollars..... and yes. I bought tickets. Alas, I didn't win.

But every time the Powerball lottery get's high like that, there's discussion of WHAT would you do with it?

The most expensive house listed in the US right now is this one...
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Okay, so that leaves $400 MILLION dollars...... *shakes head*

Aside from the adult, responsible things (hiring accountants, lawyers, bodygaurds, etc) what would be the first thing you did with all your riches?

Before I bought a pack of gum, or a soda, I would pay any debts my parents have off. All of them. Then I'd buy them whatever RV they desired, put $50 million or so into their bank account, and told them to get the fuck outta town. Go. Have fun on the road. It's what they've wanted for ages. They love it.

I'd pay off my lil sister's student loans, and fill her bank account. My big brother would be debt free as well, and my 3 nephews would have a damn fine trust fund for college.

I would have me a rusted out ole '52 corvette... and I promise you my garage would be well equipped. Spend days and months and weeks rebuilding the body and motor till it was pristine....*sighs happily*

There wouldn't be any animal shelter's in the area that weren't no-kill shelters. And they'd have more than enough funding for food, care, etc. I could do like I've always dreamed and open a sanctuary, housing and loving animals that need it, until if and when they find a furever home. How cool would that be?

I could go on and on.... but what would YOU do?

Hai Dere.

Got ma "interview" with my old company tomorrow morning. I'm gonna bring 3 of my old name badges with me. The associate one, the Assistant Manager one, and the Manager one. Figure I'll hand em to the store manager and ask him which one he wants me to wear. Hehehe

That ain't being cocky. That's confidence, baby.

My epic trip is almost over. As I type this I'm laid out on the couch headed south somewhere in Mississippi. Gotta love RV's. Once I'm home, I start back at my old company. As much as I dig the life of pleasure, I'm looking forward to kicking ass and being my general rock star self....

More later.

Wayyyyy too much going on. Been crazy busy and haven't been able to post. There's. so many "Ted" pics to post I might just never get caught up. I'm looking forward to seeing HP and her spawn day after tomorrow. Three years is too long in between vivist.

After that, it's on to Missouri. The most bittersweet part of this trip. Dum won't be there. He's visiting friends in Georgia. Rubensredd has been crazy busy and sweet, packing my things up to make this as easy as possible. I doubt there's much that could make this part less painful, but she's trying.

I have an interview on the 28th. Sort of a moot point, really. I have the job. As ready as I am to get back to work, the last week of this trip promises to be the very best. And no, not tellin ya why. Neener. Let's just say I'm going to ecstatic, giddy, and very very satisfied.

Well. You'll just have to wait till tomorrow for a double post. This campsite is lame and has no WiFi.

There ARE 3 pics from today for The Adventures of Mr. Ted files. Stay tuned, it was adecently eeventful day of travels!

I got to see the sun for like.... 20 minutes. It was fantastic. Then the clouds and rain came back. Ah well.

Today was the great reunion with my cousins. Hence no pics of Mr. Ted. He was lovingly passed around and dragged around by my 3 cousins large brood of crotch fruit. Seriously ya'll... between the 3 of them, there is a grand total of 10. This does not include my brother and other cousin who couldn't make it, which would have raised the total of spawn to a whopping 17. O.o Prolific, ain't we?

And that's only the 1st wave of cousins. My parents, aunts and uncles all had late life babies. So the 2nd wave of cousins (7 more) are only in their mid teens to early 20's. No telling what the final count will be for this generation.

Tomorrow we're on the road again. Headed to Kentucky. Which is handy, I've been lazy about keeping up on my letter writing.

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Went outside to smoke. And found the perfect pic opportunity, a black line of thunderstorms are rolling in..

Mr. Ted said "OMFG!! TAKE COVER!" Then realized he was from Missouri. And he laughed and laughed.

It's rainy and cold (ish, I mean it's only in the 50's, but it's a cold 50's). My sinus' are killing me and the cold is making my broken arm ache something terrible. So it was a "Stay in your PJ's and warm socks, watch TV, dick around online, and read" type of day.

My ever faithful travel companion hogged my tablet all damn day...

(Yes Guit! He DID steal my Monty Python shirt!)

Today we went to Noccalula Falls (pronounced Knock-ah-lula). These falls were previously named Black Creek Falls. History tells us that the Black Creek Indians were at war with the neighboring tribe of Cherokees. Noccalula was the daughter of the chief of the Cherokee tribe, and was told she would marry a sub-chief of the Black Creek tribe, as part of a peace bargain. Unfortunately, Noccalula was already in love with a brave in her own tribe. Rather than deal with major drama, Noccalula's father banished her love from his tribe, and xxxxxx the wedding through. On her wedding day, Nocalula threw herself from the top of the falls, to her death below on the rocks. Now, a tourist attraction, with a mini-railroad, amazing 1700- early 1800 buildings that have been disassembled and reassembled on site, and a small zoo.

Of course... In keeping with my plan to use Mr. Ted as a visual documentation of my epic road trip... Here we go!

Ya know.... Try being 30+ years old and carrying and taking pics of a well worn teddy bear...see how many odd looks YOU get!
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The mini train conductor was actually a retired REAL train conductor. Whose nickname for the past 30+ years was Tedd E. Bear. Seriously. He pointed out his truck, and I saw the personalized plates.. And he was amazingly happy to take a pic with Mr. Ted:


What's that Lassie?!? Mr. Ted's stuck in a well?!??!?!?


The lioness was NOT interested in Mr. Ted in the least...


And finally.... the falls... they were amazingly beautiful. Mr.Ted almost got over the fence before security caught him....

We woke up, had coffee. Or tried to. Mom and Dad-doo forgot the insert that's needed. So the coffee pot only brews if there's a fork held in a certain spot.... Poor Dad-doo.

Get going...it's only a 2 hour drive to our next campsite. Same town as a whole passel of my cousins. Unload, set-up, and relax. I took a nap, then decided to paint ma nails n toesies Mr. Ted helped....



I know...I know...how AWESOME is that nail polish?!?

Got a wee bit of a late start this morning, due to some late night status play and a bit of cam time. All good though. Managed to get all my stuff packed and in the RV before the rents made it back from church.

Fairly uneventful start. The motion of the motor home sometimes makes me I'll, so I dose myself with dramamine. Lemmie tell ya, my parents have spoiled road trips for me. Chillin on the couch reading or watching movies going 70 down the highway, bathroom breaks without having to stop. Hungry? Raid the fridge!

Of course, I brought along Mr. Ted. The bear Rubens gave me. I had the brilliant idea of taking pics with him along the way.


We were rolling along, when suddenly there's this loud *BANG*! Huh. I get up and head to the back, see the air purifier on its side. I figured that was it. About 30-45 minutes later, the break buddy system (attached to the car we're towing that activates the breaks in the car to help us stop) started beeping. Mom pulls over to the side of the highway and we get out to investigate. That's when we noticed the inner passenger side tire had blown out. So THAT was the bang! Put in a call to roadside assistance, and while waiting, I took a pic of Mr.Ted next to the tire. I REALLY wanted to ask the dude changing the tire if he would pose with him. Ah well.


Get to the park we're staying at, set up. Take the dogs out. Dinner. Now everyone's chilling. Ted wanted to play on the playground....

I love the relaxed pace of this. I still wanna hurry up and get to where we're going...but I'm forcing myself to to slow down and enjoy this time with my family.