I haven't fallen off the face of the earth (yet)

Yes, so as everyone has been reminding me, I haven't posted in quite a little while. Well, as with everything in my life, I have good reasons for my actions. Let's see.....the last time I typed to everyone in blogger land it was just after our jump from montgomery, al to carbondale, il. Now, I finally have a little bit of time to catch my breath here in chattanooga, TN. I'm sitting here in greyfriars, a little coffee shop in the middle of the downtown. (pretty decent coffee too, but that's for my other site) So, let's see, I'll try to give you all a whirlwind update on my past month of life. After the last blog entry we played carbondale, il and then did a split week between cape girardeau, mo and champaign, il. Made for a busy week and a half, but I did get to check some of the coffee places out and even got to take a beautiful ride out along the mississippi. Fortunately the jump over to cape girardeau was a short one, but on the down side the lot was on a hill. Basically it was next to impossible to get my house level. While this may seem a novelty for you non RVers, translated it basically means that unless you are level, the refrigerator doesn't work right, the doors don't open correctly, and the water doesn't drain from the shower properly. So, being level (and of course level-headed) is always an advisable thing. That split week also happened to be the week of easter. Unfortunately I ended up sleeping in on easter since we drove from carbondal and got set up in cape girardeau the night before. After I was as level as was possible and the generator hadn't even arrived by 2AM, I decided to finish settling in and eventually hit the hay. When I awoke the next day, I walked outside my RV and saw one of our clowns in shorts, a work-on-my-rv stained t-shirt, and a giant bunny mask, he was hopping around the lot knocking on people's RV doors and and shouting "happy easter"......I didn't know whether to laugh or be scared. hmmmmm, no 2 days are ever the same in the circus, that much is for sure. The more I travel, the more abnormal things I see and do, the more normal everything becomes....perhaps I shall call this "nathan's theory of relativity" Ok, so we played cape girargeau, champaign, and then bloomington. In champaign we played a cavernous place on the univ. og illinois campus that looked a giant alien spaceship