Put Chlorine In The Gene Pool

Last Thursday I took off for Kerrville Texas for what I hope is gonna be an annual blodgemeet. Last year we did San Antonio, this year we did Kerrville. I almost didn't make it. My left elbow started bothering me Monday night. I thought it might have had sumpin' to do with my workout, but I used the same weights I normally use and I didn't push myself any harder that I normally do.

Because my left elbow was messed up and I was unable to walk, I took my pickup truck. It's easier to get the chair in and out of that than it is my BMW 325.

I made pretty good time on the first day. I should have stopped at Beau Bridge Louisiana, since I had stayed there before, but since Kerrville is further away than New Braunfels, I drove past it and stopped in Lafayette Louisiana. Big mistake.

There was some sort of convention going on for middle school or high school girls and the motels were packed. I sat, in my wheelchair, in an 8x12 lobby for 15 minutes watching the incompetent bitch behind the desk try to get everyone checked in. Finally, she finished and took care of the person who had been waiting longer than I had. Then she addressed me.

Incompetent Bitch: Can I help you?

Me: I need a room.

IB: A handicapped room? (Duh!)

Me: I would prefer one, but if you have one that I can get my wheelchair in and out of, I could make that work.

IB: We don't have any.

Me: It would have been nice if you had told me that rather than making me wait her for 15 minutes.

IB: I didn't see you.

WTF? It's an 8x12 lobby. How could she not see me? About this time, I wanted to put some chlorine in the gene poll with a few well placed bullets between her eyes.

I got back into the truck and the next place had a room. It was a dump. By this time I didn't care.

The next morning I was off. Once again, I made great time. If only my truck had cruise control. And more comfortable seating. On the upside, my elbow was better.

Shoe called me along the way and told me to call her when I got on 27 at Comfort which I did. As I was pulling into the Inn of the Hills in Kerrville, another vehicle pulled in nearby and a dude got out and asked me if I was coming or going. I figgered this must be commenter Kerrcarto and I was right. We talked for awhile and he said he would come back over that evening. We blodgers don't care if you're a blodger or not. Show up and you can party with us.

After I got checked in, I headed for the bar since I knw that was where the Blown-Eyes would be. That would be Jimbo, Leslie, Erica (Who came all the way from Brooklyn and is now officially a Blown-Eye. Hey Drooling Cumspot! Erica has a picture of the two of us together on her blog.), Walrilla (whom I met last year and never put it on the People I've Met blogroll.), and GuyK whom I hadn't seen since the Low Country Boil at Catfish's last year. Leslie was nice enough to go to the bar and get me a Shiner. If it's a blodgemeet,I'm drinking Shiner.

We decided to migrate out to the pool so Shoe could find us when she brought the dinner she, her mother, and grandmother made for the Blown-Eyes. Immediately we started breaking rules. I wasn't allowed to take alcohol oout of the bar. Hide the Shiner and roll on out to the pool. No glass bottles. Yeah. Right. Shoe did clear the food with the hotel.

At the pool, we were joined by Jerry, El Capitan, Indiana Jerry, Nancy (who was there last year and didn't make my People I've Met blogroll. I got me some site work to do.), her hubby, Hammer, and this guy who decided to start a blog after hanging out with us.

That's all for today. Went to the doctor. Taking drugs for my elbow. More later.

Tomorrow: Shoe scores free stuff.

Posted by denny at May 8, 2007 03:57 PM