Does anyone have a bar of Soap?

Last evening 6A and 6 ventured out of the house, to leave the comfort of our humble abode and face the harsh realities of the mean cruel world. Only we noticed that old man sun was beginning his nightly slumber a few hours earlier than he did when we saw him on the beach. This could mean only one of two things: first he is getting old and can’t keep the late hours any longer, or second fall is approaching. 6 be thinking that is a little of both, 6 just like old man sun  is getting older and will take any extra minute of slumber, and fall starts on Saturday! Yes that means vacation is done, lawn mower race results are in the books, no more pizza night in short pants, drinking hot Rex. Now school has started, football is all we talk about (hey you Pitt fans, how about that Pitt Penn state game), the county fair, wine fest, cooler nights, rain every weekend, leaves to pick up, shorter days and finally shopping for thanksgiving dinner! 

6 realizes that none of you have the superior intelligence which 6 possess so you might find this difficult to imagine, but as 6 was in deep meditation in regards to hurricane Florence, a very interesting weather anomaly emerged. Every time 6 goes to the airport to retrieve a follow vacationer the trip is wrought with torrential down pours! Some of my more avid followers may remember 6 blogging about this oldy but goodie. Way back in the spring of 2013 4, 6 and 7 one early Tuesday morning were loading up the truckster for an excursion to the airport to pick up 4A. This was a special trip for 6 and 7 were going to be rewarded at the end of this trip by stopping at the Waffle House, to experience for the first time the wonders of this historic eatery.   Since we all know how much 7 likes to drive, he took the reins of the truckster and we began our journey. About the time we passed thru the roundabout leaving the island we could hear the rain hitting the car. No this is not a mistake, we could only hear the rain because the driver, felt no need to use the windshield wipers, which I could understand because they would have served no purpose, for the windows were so fogged up that you could not see if they were on or not.  Finally after about 30 minutes of this a lone voice from the back seat asked a simple question: Hey 7 why don’t you use the defroster so you can see where you are going? The response was…. Wait for it……I don’t want to waste any gas. God and 7 only know what that means, because to this day 6 cannot figure out why a electric fan on the car would use gas, on the other hand 6 does understand that the wipers will disrupt the air flow over the car causing ‘drag” which in fact would be detrimental to fuel economy. Over a 30 mile trip that could save enough fossil fuel to reduce the global warming by at least ½ a degree, and closer to home 6 calculated it would save almost a penny in fuel cost. The wisdom behind this is: We should all go out now and pull the fuse on the blower motor, and take those wipers and throw them in the trash! Oh excuse 6 the recycle bin, which is located behind the fire house on Kiawah Island. We eventually make it to the airport to pick up 4A, had an exemplary meal at waffle house and made the rest of our journey back to paradise with the sun shining bright on the happy vacationers. The next trip to the airport was last spring. This time 6 got the honor to have 7 &8 as passengers in the Hap Hap Happy truckster, on board to retrieve 4 form Charleston international. It was Sunday night, the rain was coming down like “cats and dogs”, BTW that saying makes no sense to 6 at all, does anyone know the origin of that dumb …… saying? This time the fan motor was on full blast, the wipers were moving so fast that we could hear sonic booms as the movement of the wipes would break the sound barrier. None of that seemed to help, the only thing that worked was following the lights on the car in front of us. As we all know that is not a very good idea. Just as with the first trip we had a secondary mission, we needed some low country key lime pie. According to Seri there were a few places along the way that had it, as we passed each one they were closed for the night, so we never accomplished our secondary mission on that trip! We finally made it to the airport with a detour thru Wall mart’s parking lot…. Still looking for key lime pie, but no one wanted to get out of the car to get it, 6 guess no one wanted to get their hair wet!  We found 4 thru her stuff in the car and headed back to paradise, when we passed Paul Cantrell Blvd (better known for the exit to total wine) the rain magically stopped, for the reminder of the trip to paradise all we need to do was to navigate thru the standing water. It was a good thing that 6 had the foresight to pack an extra penny to pay for the excess fuel but not good for the environment, for the ½ degree we save on the last time was consumed by this trip. As we motored our way back to the roundabout 6 made the statement that the drive sure would have been much better if 6 would have remembered to bring his glasses … you could have heard a pin drop for the rest of the way to the condo.  Ah.. Forgot the glasses but remembered the penny.. The most recent trip was this summer, 6 had to go to pick up 62, 62A and 621. For space reasons 6 had to complete this journey all by 6’s self. The plan was to leave before 6’s traditional gourmet spaghetti dinner, but because of rain in the north east their flight was delayed, all is good there, for 6 was able to enjoy the traditional first night dinner. Best of all, no clean-up responsibilities, for 6 had to hit the road right after dinner. This time it was really different, the rain had already started, I did have my glasses and did not have to worry about the penny. You might wonder about the penny, well as the story goes…… Does anyone know about the big dip in the road right about where the tunnel for the golf course on cougar is??? Well as it happens, 6 was cruising along and saw the water on the road, due to his glasses, but that puddle must have been 5 foot deep as 6 passed thru the puddle that car was comply submersed in water, as he passed thru the other side there was a very large circular disk hovering overhead. All of a sudden a large ramp was lowered and 6’s car went up the ramp and as quick as a flash the disk took off like a rocket! 6 got out of the car and was meet by a few little green men, and two people 6 recognized as Bert Campbell and Saul, now what 6 doesn’t know even as of today was it the real Bert or the clone, 6 guess only Mary knows the true answer? Bert did ask me what I was doing, the little green men could not speak English, and I told him, so they said that they would take me there. 6 proceeded to check the status of the flight and it was even going to be later, so the circular disk found the airplane and followed it to the Charleston airport, we watched from the disk as the plane land, and the next thing I knew was Bert crossed his arms, and snapped his fingers, he then disappeared, and 6 was sitting comfortably in a dry car in the parking lot of the Charleston airport. The rain was still pounding the pavement when 6 picked up 62, 62A and 621. We loaded the car, and when we started back to paradise, the rain had cleared leaving us with an uneventful tip to paradise. The bottom line was we saved another ½ degree as a result of not having to use the wipers, so the vacation carbon foot print is back to what it was when 7 made that fateful trip in the fog remember the fog was in the car not outside. We are saving the planet so that 621 can carry out the tradition of the family vacation long after 6 becomes worm food, which in itself will save the planet.

Words of Wisdom: One should never judge a person on action, deed, appearance or for that matter any human measure. One can denounce or praise these measures. for the true sense of person  is only found deep in one’s heart, and what is one’s heart we spend a lifetime trying to define ourselves.