11:00 am
I have never written a blog before so a lot of this is new to me. I have these tracking tools that give me statistics on how many people visit the site, which pages they look at, all kinds of stuff. Well, after my last post, the number of viewers tripled. I know I dropped a bomb out there but I had to see what I wanted to do about it before I can tell you. All I can say is that sometimes when you first meet someone you know instantly that this person will be very important to you and in your life. I met someone like that, kind of. We didn’t actually meet but we spoke through email. I fully expected to be contacted, but I certainly wasn’t expecting this. I can’t say anymore about it right now, but thanks as always for reading and no, I didn’t “hook up with some random ho for the weekend” as one of you so eloquently asked in your comments. Thanks for those by the way, they help me gauge reaction to my mission and if I am reading correctly, it seems like not everyone wants to hang me from the nearest tree. Just wish me luck, I haven’t always enjoyed the best of luck when it comes to the fairer sex. And don’t think I won’t introduce a lady to the guest suite if she chooses to drive like she belongs there. Just keeping everyone honest and I know some ladies are reading because I have received 3 marriage proposals so far. God, I hope they were actually ladies. It wouldn’t be a good idea to try and put one over on ol Simon. I’m flattered but my attention has been drawn elsewhere.
On another exciting topic, I met Echo today. Sunday drivers, go figure. Have you ever witnessed someone on the road being the rudest, most aggressive driver possible, increasing the danger to everyone on the road? I did today. Thank you Echo. The human sphincter pulled a Delta on the driver ahead of me, brake check, bird and all. I almost piled into the back of the car when she had to slam her brakes on to avoid hitting Echo. I pulled into the right lane to get out of the line of fire and get eyes on Echo. Echo then goes flying ahead until he runs up on a line of cars, not a single car, a line of cars. Echo gets right on the rear bumper of the last car in the line and starts hitting his horn and flashing his lights. Echo just won a reservation in the guest suite, all expenses he will be paying with his ass. I could go on, he did for about 12 more miles before he pulled off, but what would be the point, I am sure you get the idea. I follow Echo to the…..water….where he parks at a marina. Could be salt water, could be fresh. Could be ocean river or lake. East coast, west coast. I can go all day. I watched him board an older motor yacht and he didn’t come back out until the next day. Interesting, a boat is a nice new challenge or in my case, a rare opportunity to mix business and pleasure. I ran the usual checks and found out that Echo is a salesman who lives in another state and works his current location part of the time. He inherited the boat and lives on it when he is….here. You know I am not going to give you any more than that so stop asking. I have the GPS on his vehicle to see where he goes and I am going to tail him again to see if his driving is a one-off or if he is in the dick olympics full time.