I’m gearing up for my upcoming road trip, excited for the opportunity to travel the route followed by thousands of settlers all the way back to Lewis & Clark. 200 years have passed since that trip, and yet still the passage remains filled with prairie and rugged terrain, and the occasional Starbucks.
My copilot, the mighty squirrel hunter.
My route. A direct path out taking me quickly from here. A quick, clean break to disassociate and allow a reconnection with people. Then a meandering, purposefully inefficient route back. It’s my intentional Odyssey, though I’m inclined to risk fate with any willing local Sirens as my own perpetual Charybdis assuredly waits upon return.
Rob – What’s up???
By: Netty on October 3, 2007
at 2:16 pm
Can you please explain what a Charybdis is? Your words are too big for me.
By: Netty on October 3, 2007
at 2:19 pm
Charybdis was the sea monster, daughter of Poseidon and Gaia, who created whirlpools after swallowing water. Odysseus had to navigate the Scylla and Charybdis on return from his voyage.
By: robsaker on October 4, 2007
at 2:25 am
So you’re claiming to be a female sea monster meandering out west searching for two guys named Lewis and Clark to hook up with at some Starbucks along the way?????
And why would you bother disassociating with people just to reconnect with them? Seems repetitively redundant, don’t you think?
By: Jennifer on October 9, 2007
at 8:08 pm
I was associating the chaos of work with the sea monster. Might be a little difficult to comprehend Homer (not Simpson) if the latest book you read began with “Dora the Explorer…”
Isn’t the statement “repetitively redundant” itself redundant?
By: robsaker on October 9, 2007
at 11:34 pm