Roswell!

That thing’s been following me for an hour!

So I get to the hotel after over seven hours of driving. The Roswell Inn. Have you any idea how many, creative ideas could be generated here? I like it. I’d like it more if I was a townie, so I could talk shit 💩 about the tourists.

I want to try to narrate my evening thus far. A friend of mine is feeling down. I’ll try to make this a decent story.

I check in the at the front desk. The 20 something girl, sorry young woman, politely checks me in. But sadly doesn’t check me out. You get to a point as a man where it’s just too creepy to even joke flirt. I can’t do it. I’m Cringy McWeirdo. I’ll just make us both uncomfortable.

Anyway.

I drive to the building where my room is. Yep 16.

Rooms 14-17 are in a separate building with what I’m assuming are 4 more apartments on the other side. There are 4 parking places parallel with each of the 4 doors. 15 & 17 have cars. My first choice of the evening . Park in the empty spot in front of 14 or parallel park to get between 15 & 17?

There’s a lifted truck parked in 17. Its owner couldn’t manage to keep its massive grill out of my spot, 16 which is empty. 15 has a new red Cadillac. 14 is empty. I don’t have time for anything else. I park in 14s spot. Like Forrest said to Kennedy, “I gotta go pee!”

I had been squirming in my seat for the last 1/2 hr driving in. I thought there’d be a bathroom in the lobby. Nope. Sucks getting old sometimes.

I get back to the room…

Ahhh

So I’m tired. 2 hours ago I thought I might explore the town or museum. Nope. Just bring the food here please! DoorDash! Tip your driver!

So I’m looking at the map and there’s a burger place across the road (highway). The Burger Den. Never heard of it. Maybe it’s local. I could wait another hour and pay someone to bring me something more exotic, but that Wake & Bacon burger (with a fried egg) was calling to me. French fries and a shake? I’ll be right there! Ordered from DD but pick up instead of delivery. Sure I could have driven, but I’ve been driving all day! I needed the walk. It’ll be ready in 20 minutes.

I get my keycard, leave the wallet, take some cash and go out the door. I’ve locked myself out before. Awhile ago at a hotel that didn’t have a night manager. Never again!

I look closer and see there is plenty of room. I’m not going to have to parallel park. I can just slide right in. I don’t have my car keys.

I go back to the room, retrieve the keys, park the car, and start cleaning out the trash. I bring in drinks from the fridge, expensive electronics, and clothes bag w/ toiletries.

I’m holding all of this stuff and doing the pocket search for my keycard. Nope. When did I set it down? Search the car. Nope. Dang it! I put the heavy stuff in the car and walk down to the office. It looks closed! No!!!

No. It was open. I’m just always expecting the worst. The girl remembers me, thankfully, because I don’t have my ID.

So I go back to the room. Open the door. Yep, there’s my keycard! I immediately unlock the car, put the 2nd keycard in the cubby, get my stuff, lock up the room and the car, and I’m off to get my burger, which should be done by now!

All I have to do is cross this highway…

Day One. Days Inn. Daze Out. Take Two.

I checked in to the Day’s Inn, ordered a pizza, vaped, and started writing what I was thinking. Then after I had read it a few times, I was stoned and started editing. That was a mistake! So here I am the next day, in my new room, not stoned, and editing. THC is fine for stimulating divergent thinking. But it sucks for executive functions like decision making. Here’s the important parts:

{Author’s note: I was in a great mood and feeling humorous. As I get to be a more active writer, I’ll categorize things better. Clean up the message. Stay on point. Tangents can be their own posts later. Etc.

So this was some funnies:}

When I started writing, waiting for my pizza, I hear two guys right outside my door. They’re us. I hear all sorts of alpha male call outs of Hemis, Cougars, Navy, Real Truck, etc.

Loudly

Silverback style

I’m a chimp

I won’t twist your head off.

I’ll eat your face.

End of funnies.

I’m safely ensconced in my hotel room. I don’t want to say where I am. Let’s just say they’re known for Aliens. 😉

I love my new car!

BOTH headlights stayed on? ✅

Free SiriusXM radio✅

{Author’s note: I start joking again.}

🔺 of 💀 didn’t come on ✅

I got the pink slip baby! ☑️

(It’s in the mail or something.)

{😬 yikes. Really cringe at these}

My mom says I should name it…

The contenders so far

Silver Bird

Silver Fox 🦊 lol

Silver Surfer 🏄

{Author’s Note: This is a thought that I’ve been working on as a comedic bit. Or something. Funny idea? Where I’ve written edit and a time was yesterday’s stoned edits.}

GenXAssemble! 🇺🇸

So this triggered the earlier thought of GenX Assemble! I know it isn’t original. I have images of people in cosplay level gear in whatever timelines alts etc. edit 10:26pm

Here’s a thought I had while driving:

GenXAssemble!

TikTokers answering the call in whatever form they want. (stitching) 🧵?

Edit 10:27 😬 ok. Time out. Don’t whatever you do hit Publish yet. Ok. Whew! You don’t want to know.

edit 10:31PM sounds of woman screaming incoherently in the parking lot. Alpha Males, you’re up! Edit 10:32

{These are remarks from last night while editing}

Original text…By that I mean I’m not editorializing, I’m editing. So I’m deleting obvious crap. I’ve put enough time into it, I want to keep it for when I’m not stoned again. I don’t drive stoned.

Edit ok, the alphas are beating their chests and thundering around with their big loud cars with their big

loud engines going vroom , vroom

Yes. They trigger anxiety in me. 🖕 them.

There it is. 🌙 ok. Time to just chills a bit. Save for tomorrow. I like what I did. Save as and continue mañana 🪝🍅🥬

{So this was the end of my stoned edits. I was tired and wanted to sleep. What follows is what I wrote before the stoned edits but after sober edits. I’m editing now, in Flagstaff. The thoughts are a continuation of the GenX Assemble idea. }

⬇️⬇️⬇️

Anyway, here’s my point.

Our time has come. We were made for this moment. We were raised by mostly self-interested boomers who wouldn’t trust their instincts and instead read books about how to raise their children. Wait, that was me. Insight:

My parents read Dr. Spock (not Mr. Spock) it was confusing.

No we read “What to Expect When you’re Expecting” That is we bought it and passed it down to our kids.?

You too? GenX 🙌

{This was a real-time recognition of the fact that I was raised by a parent reading a book because that’s what nearly everyone was doing, that I did it too AND that I had passed it down.}

All of us short-circuited, burnt out, non-diagnosed fellow trauma survivors out there have to suit up, mount up, and most importantly get up, off our asses! Ass?

{The “core” idea is that even though we have different opinions left and right, we have a lot more in common. Trying to find a middle ground that we can start from. The middle needs to rein in their extreme fringes. I deleted unfunny jokes.}

You see,

You shouldn’t be praying in public.

I know you mean well.

But you really aren’t helping.

Here’s what I believe,

We are most sincere when it’s just us alone with God. I understood that truth a long time ago.

Even with the most sincere motives, when we don’t keep that part of our existence private, we’re actually harming our “spiritual” understanding.

Anyway

Very rarely we come across someone, and look in their eyes w/o any reservations, because we don’t have any doubt, that they accept us exactly as we are.

And in those moments we experience the Love of God.

However,

I no longer believe that it is Supernatural. I believe it is a part of the Universe. In ways I do not, nor could ever fully understand. But it is worth increasing our understanding.

Is it not?

Do you concur?

I now believe like never before that nearly all organisms experience something of what it is to be alive. So the closer they are to us in awareness, the more we can understand and empathize with their experiences.

Not intelligence or emotion or any of the labels we characterize existence as, just awareness,

If that is true, then we need to drastically and dramatically rethink our coexistence with the rest of the Earth.

{I was getting full of myself}

Random intrusive 💭

Deleted

Broken antenna like I had before❌

Room less than 80 bucks. ✅

Great Pizza from Dion’s. Spicy but good quality pizza 🍕

It’s a shame they were delicious

👽

Ok 👍

Here’s my idea 💡

{I had this bit in my mind where I was a conman trying to get the reader to want to know what my idea was. As I was about to reveal it, I’d think of the conman saying:}

What you think I’m an idiot? I’m just going to blurt out my Million Dollar Idea? Huh. Get lost.

So.

For my next bit I want to set the scene as I am experiencing it at this moment…..

I’ve never been more tempted to steal…
Uh oh! El Diablo!

This chair looks awesome. I love the color scheme.

Time!

{I wanted to include a picture of my room to make it more Bloggy. This was when I decided to edit while stoned}

(I finished writing about an hour and a half ago. I scrolled through it a couple of times. Went back to the beginning to try and record that train of thought I had had while driving, and then trying to record it later while stoned)

{This is how I feel about legalization. Especially when stoned}

Texas, Idaho, let’s legalize it! C’mon y’all! Fellow cowpersons 🤠 I have a lot of respect for those that live the strait edge (?) lifestyle. Not for me.

At least not tonight. 😉

Tonight I am going to enjoy the pleasant effects of a great Indica King Louis (Louis)🤣 XIII)

10:04 PM local time

That whole train of thought was instigated by a White Christian woman on church TV. She said something about Satan that made me laugh out loud.

Anyway

I have this idea see…

Leverage the awesome power of ChatGPT to

Ha! You really think I’m just going to say it.. What a Maroon! Gull-a-bull! 🤣

But it’s awesome

If you only knew…

Is weed legal in New Mexico? ✅✅✅

Good night! 🌙

Tip your waiter! 🎤🎤🎙️🔦

{Ok that’s it.}

Tonight in Flagstaff

2.5x yesterday’all cost

Not worth it.

Junk drawer

When I owned a home I had a garage. And an attic. Heck it had all kinds of storage. Now that I’m an apartment dweller, I’ve got more than no space and less than home space. My storage unit has been a nice buffer. I thought this was going to be my last emptying.

Nope. There is just too much stuff still! I forgot about my daughter’s clothes and Nick-knacks too. But there’s a mobile gasoline/lp gas generator I don’t want to give up and a bunch of books I can’t throw away…

My car is full with two guitars, a plastic bin with lots of pictures and albums, a printer, and many coffee cups, hats, and books shoved in nooks. It’s full and I’ve got my suitcase, backpack, and gym bag in my room. 🤔

I’ll make it work. I want to stop by Costco tomorrow and look for deals on computers. I’ve got a $163 credit with them. I’ll get coffee and some golf clubs if nothing else! 😉

Then breakfast with the Boys before heading back. Linda refuses to talk to me. I talked to them last night and the three of us agree on the specifics of my side. So there’s no problem with us three and our relationship. We’re working out a gaming schedule. Maybe Tuesday and Thursday WoW Classic? Eve Online? 🤷‍♂️

I’m proud of my sons. They’re strong in ways I never was. When they say (and especially when they do) things that are responsible and adult-ing, I am confident for their future. They’re going to be fine.