I am eccentric as hell. This is obvious to anyone who has been in a room with me for more than a few minutes. I also have severe locational ADD. Take into account that I am bald, vulgar, and usually smell like whatever material I was last working with and I am not a catch. Thank god for dating apps like tinder that really don’t take anything into account other than location and what my gaming friends refer to as twitch reflexes. I am currently waiting in a bar for another connoisseur of Tinder.
These low standards dating apps are kinda great. I mean I have enjoyed them all over the world for years. They allow an individual to still be able to get a date even if they just spent two days dragging an antique tractor off of a farm in the middle of Bumfuck no where Indiana.
They allow the same individual to be discreet about the fact that he then drove back out to the same farm to acquire rough cut timber the next day…
They even do a decent job of hiding the fact that this same guy would take a selfie with a couple who are making out behind him…
Seriously these two need to get a room already…
At any rate, life here in Bloomington is quite the adventure at the moment. I’ve finally started booking reservations for the road trip. I’ve got campsites reserved through mid June. I have booked my flight from Salt Lake City to Boston for a wedding Memorial Day weekend, and I have seriously put a dent in the “what the hell am I doing in these places” issue through the end of May.
Work is finally starting to pick up next week, so I should start having more interesting things to talk about.
Also, for anyone who was wondering… no, she never showed up…
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