Technical difficulties.

Hey ya'll! Took a bit of a break for uno momento. We are having problems with our computer. I'm having Audrey (Not My Daughter) put this up on her phone even as we speak. If I can convince her to keep putting up posts, I will. Until we meet again, fair well pilgrims. Here's the a little bit more of chapter four.

Chapter 4 (continued)

“No she isn’t,” Princess grumbles in a raspy voice. “Carry on.”

“Where are the kind people?” Princess demands, furling her brow. “You don’t understand Setchra, you don’t have a tummy.”

Finding Prince & Princess...

So I'm getting a lot of questions about where ya can find my story. First of all, I'd like to thank ya'll for reading my story. I'm really surprised by the positive feed back and overwhelming interest I have received. I honestly thought no one would even care, but apparently ya'll do! Here's the dealio, I'm having too much trouble posting on my blog and website. I can do one or the other, but not both. Since none of ya'll want to the see Prince & Princess here, we are moving it over to this site.

You can read the book on the site or as a google doc.

Nothing aint nothing! And that's what starts a something!

So Moonshine tried to tell me Audrey (Not My Daughter) was my daughter. I didn't much appreciate that. So I up and threw my chair at him.

As you can see, he didn't take too kindly to that. He threw his chair right back at me and to be honest, it was a bunch of horse crap!

     Well, anywho, we were having a dang deep conversation about, "nothing." He asked, "where does nothing come from?" Sometimes that big foot looking feller gets my brain a spinning on the craziest conversations. I answered that nothing can't exist unless it came from something. I think he cracked a wry smile, course it's hard to tell under that furry face, but he went on with his point. By the way, I wasn't being serious in my answer at all, but Moonshine took me pretty dang serious.

     Anywho, Moonshine got on his religious kick and shouted, "That's right! You wouldn't know what nothing was, unless you had something to take it from, and that right there is proof of God!" I tried to explain that he was speaking in circles, but dang Audrey got all hyped up and actually looked up from her phone long enough to say, "Amen," then got back to texting, or whatever it is she does on that device. Typically when Moonshine gets going in circles, I reach out to Pablo to balance his gyrating self. This instance was no different. I asked Pablo for his two cents and I'll be darned, he reached deep in his pocket and pulled out two copper pennies. That feller is funny! Can you believe he actually produced two cents? Well, anyhow, Pablo proved Moonshines point. He had nothing in his hands and produced two copper pennies upon verifying something.

     Daw gone numb skulls got me speaking in circles. Here's a little clarity for ya'll. Audrey has decided to stay, indefinitely. I still aint talking to her. I mean, even if she did look up from her phone long enough to have a conversation, I wouldn't know what to say. Do all teenage girls act like this with their cell phones? I have talked to her Mom and she has confirmed that we knew each other. Her Mom is legit, but she aint, so, I don't really know what to do with that. Course her Mom was happy to hear she was alive and well. We've decided to move on. Our next stop is going to be a place called Deer lake. Apparently the fishing is better up there. With any luck, we'll be catching some whoppers. Here's some more writing. Hope ya'll like it.

Chapter 4 (Continued)

“Oh no…,” she whispers, pinching her thumb to her forefinger, then moves them apart again. She feels her fingers stick together. “Tis sticky,” she whimpers and attempts to wipe the pinesap on her dress. “Tis very sticky,” Princess grumbles and her tummy grumbles after. 

I DO WHAT I WANT!

Hey ya'll. Moonshine here. I coined a new phrase I hope ya'll are going to appreciate... but first someone has to tell you what to do.

Economics of friends

So here's a funny thing, I've been keeping my distance from Moonshine, Not My Daughter (Audrey), & Pablo. You'd think Moonshine and Pablo would show some loyalty to their best buddy, but nope... they chummed right up to this perfect stranger. Didn't take Moonshine long to offer her his sleeping bag as you can plainly see here.

I've learned a strong lesson from all of this. There is an economy to friendship. Two currencies control friendship behaviors; 1) Time & 2)Active engagement. In my absence, Audrey is spending more time with Moonshine and Pablo. In turn, they are actively engaging with her. The return on their friendship is that they are growing closer as I am growing further apart. On the flip side of that coin, the longer I stay away from Audrey, the more she keeps her distance from me as you can plainly see here.

As a result, I'm losing friends and she's gaining them. I suppose the purpose of economics is to grow and I am growing in heart felt hurt. Not being able to engage Moonshine in debate is causing a constant pain in my chest that is nothing like the heart burn Pablo's tacos. To be honest, I miss my buddies.

Audrey don't need my friends. She's on her phone all the dang time texting her friends and telling them how much fun she's having. Not sure why she aint returned home with them, but I thought she'd blast out of here by now. Instead, she's just finding ways to adapt, which makes me wonder how much longer she's going to hang around. While we fish, she charges her phone over by an RV power post. When she gets cold, she goes inside the visitor center. Not sure how she's eating yet, cause she don't like fish nearly as much as we do and I never see her eating. Well anyway, Moonshine thinks she should put some of her pictures up here and since I don't want to piss Nerd Chick off, I'm going to let her. See, that's the economics of friends... except they keep getting what they want, and I never get what I want.

Anywho, here's some more of the book. Hope ya'll enjoy it.

Chapter 4 (continued)

“Oh no…,” she whispers, pinching her thumb to her forefinger, then moves them apart again. She feels her fingers stick together. “Tis sticky,” she whimpers and attempts to wipe the pinesap on her dress. “Tis very sticky,” Princess grumbles and her tummy grumbles after.