Day 40: Okinawa!

Many thanks to Jon for helping me move the damned futon today.

Sing along, everybody: “Drivin’ down Highway 25 in my big ol’ U-Haul truck! Ooooohhh, I’ll be drivin’ down Highway 25 in my big ol’ U-Haul truck! My. Big. Ol’. U-. Haul. Trruuuuck!”

OK. If that isn’t a tune you know, try this one from Okinawa. You probably don’t know it, but I hope you enjoy it. Cheers. 

Length of Feather: 1”

Day 39: Peas in a Pod

Many thanks to Glen for helping me move the damned futon today.

U-Haul is packed. It is filled it floor to ceiling, nice and tight, with no need to tie anything down.  Got everything in that needed to fit. Most people hate moving. True, getting sofas and dressers around tight corners and through doors is often a miserable activity. But I really do enjoy packing the truck. I like spatial puzzles. It’s life-sized Tetris with a workout and practical consequences.  Who needs a Wii?

Length of Feather: 3 1/2”

Packing of the truck in progress. To the roof!