I was looking through my shoe box full of pictures today and discovered that unfortunately I have no more pictures of my last mini-vacation to Rocky Mountain National Park.... Did I hear a sigh of relief reverberating around the Internet? Well! You might not be so relieved when you realize that my future pictures will consist mostly of drooping, half-dead, moth-eaten flowers that are still managing to survive this late in the year. It's either that or I've got to do something interesting, and picture worthy, PDQ.
But my life is so uninteresting; I can do something interesting and turn it into something uninteresting in a matter of minutes. In fact, the only thing interesting about my life is how uninteresting it is. You would think I could find something interesting to do with two RVs. But you would be wrong; having an RV doesn't make me interesting, it can take me to some interesting places, but when I get there, I'm just as uninteresting as I was before I left.
Now, I'm not complaining; I'd rather be uninteresting. When you're interesting, people gather around you, wondering why you're so interesting, and hoping that some of your interestingness will rub off on them so they to can be interesting.
But since I'm uninteresting, I've never had that problem; as soon as people see me, they can tell I'm uninteresting, and move on, hoping to find a more interesting person.
But I do fear that once I move into the Lance, people may find me more interesting because what kind of person wants to live their life in a shack on a truck? Only an interesting person, of course. But won't they be surprised when they find out I'm even more uninteresting living in a Tuff Shed on wheels than I was living in a trailer?
I got a text message from my daughter, with a few pictures of my family, and some friends, at the Sand Dunes National Park this weekend. They look like they're having fun playing in the Creek that runs around the base of the sand dunes.
The family pooch wading in the Creek.
If you look in the middle of the picture you can barely make out a sand surfer coming down the dune on a snowboard. And in the upper left-hand corner and can see somebody waiting to come down. Remember this is a cell phone picture not a camera picture.
This is exactly like being at the beach, except the sand dunes are 700 feet tall, and the waters 4 inches deep, You surf on the sand not the water. And when you fall you don't drown, you just get sand in places where you didn't know you had places... But unlike the beach, you don't have to worry about Great White Sharks... But you do have to be on the look-out for Sand Sharks.