I know… Before you say it, I do know… What’s more, I agree, too, that pictures would enhance my story posts, but there is somewhat of a problem with that… Between my fat fingers and my non-techno tendencies, I have thus far been unable to figure out how to post them.

I’ve spent untold hours dutifully following directions, trying this and that… All I have to show for my Herculean efforts are frayed nerves, a tired typing finger, and frustration the extent of which I haven’t felt since that fateful day back in first grade…

See, I had decided to just skip school following afternoon recess. Good plan, and I did get away with it… well, part of it. The school never missed me or reported my absence, but… This was before Santa Clause had brought me that Hopalong Cassidy watch I could have sorely used, and, well… I sort of miss-judged the time, and I arrived home well after the usual time…

‘You had to stay-in after school, didn’t you!”, my mother sternly inquired. “What were you being punished for?”, she continued…

“No ma’am,” I honestly responded… “Don’t lie to me, young man! Telling a lie is worse than acting-up in class! Wait ‘til your dad gets home!!!” What should I tell them? Now for a six-year-old, this was a pretty doggone confusing conundrum to confront! Well, posting pictures for me is every bit as perplexing…

I have started to take more shots of the incredible sights I’ve been cruising by lately. And, I am traveling with Troutdude (Dr. T. – more about that later); and, he does know how to make those thousand word substitutes magically appear in a post…

Perhaps we can negotiate some sort of tutorial arrangement… So, don’t give up entirely on me just yet… But, I must confess that the prospects do appear to be rather dim at present… I’m not optimistic.

It isn’t just the failures on this board that have been driving me bonkers, either… SmokinJoe has been after me for several years to get on Facebook and post pics there. He has assured me it is so simple, even I could do it… Not so fast there, Joe! Apparently, he doesn’t fully realize who he’s dealing with here…

He set me up on FB a week or so ago, when Troutdude and I met-up in God’s Country for the ride to InZane… Joe even went so far as to show me exactly which places to touch, press, pound, and curse, and stuff did mysteriously do as he said it would. When he did it, that is… A day later and nothing worked for me as it had for him!!! I got so frustrated, I ‘un-friended’ myself and loudly proclaimed that Mark Zuckerberg could KMA!!!

‘Dr. T’, sensing my frustration and extreme emotional distress, came to the rescue! He gave me a prescription, and I must state emphatically that it turned out to be just what I needed… and it worked a near miracle, too!

Several hours after we rejoined our sort of partially planned trek on a very nice route through Colorado the following day, we came upon the Red Rock Diner… and Apothecary… While Dennis ordered a more traditional breakfast meal, I ordered sweet tea to drink… and a double order of bacon, as called for in the prescription! Nothing else.

Yep, six slices of that wonderful gift from our Maker to us mortals… and a noticeable improvement in my behavior manifest itself immediately! That prescription is re-fillable, too! Ol’ Dr. T really knows his stuff, and I’m confident a full recovery is in my near-term future… Well, dependent upon whether I try to tackle tech stuff again too soon…

We haven’t started negotiations for that tutorial yet, as we both agree I should let my ‘medicine’ continue to aid me in recovery. This morning, for example, the motel provided bacon as part of its breakfast offering… Yep, a few scrambled eggs and one biscuit all covered with sausage gravy, and half a pound or so of that most delightful, curative, medicinal swine part… I’ve felt better today than any other day of our entire trip so far!

I’m not making any promises here… Heck, I’m not even willing to speculate on the prospects or however remote they may be… but… It is within the realm of possibly, though a stretch to say it is within the realm of probability, that one day soon…

On second thought, I’m not going to risk jinxing anything by actually saying it, but… you know… If you have a rabbit’s foot handy, you might want to stroke it some for the next several days…