Friday, April 6, 2012

JUST HOW SEVERE IS SIEVERVILLE?

At an EGG FEST in Sieverville, Tennessee, along with 70 other small, fiberglass campers...all called EGGS, yet ours is the only one with the officially registered trademark "EGG CAMPER" name. We're trying not to to be too smug & have been keeping a low profile since arriving.
The trip from Carlot up over the mountains was a mix of sensory overload and hell. The overload stemmed (unintended pun) from the fresh green flora adorned by minimal light, as the sky was overcast, thus making the hardwoods up the mountainsides....the grass in the dells....everything flora, so goddamn GREEN and BEAUTIFUL! Then there was the "HELL" of towing the EGG up and down the twisting, steep grades in the soppy weather.
But we're here, safe and sound; the EGG is level and stable; the sewer hookup works; the water works; the electricity works; the heater is on; Ann is reading; I'm typing (perhaps next to digging and planting, my favorite "trip"); and I'm gonna play my $15 new guitar from Midnite Pawn, around behind John's Country Kitchen. I've imbibed a bit and feel groovy. , The mountain slop is dripping on the fiberglass roof in a soft and nice way. I'll end this goofy entry with a quote:

"What's the use of happiness? It can't buy you money.
--Henny Youngman

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