False Hope

Today I had an interview at Camp Earth Connection, located outside Slaterville Springs, technically in Dryden I believe. When I left the house the weather was fair but slightly overcast. I pedaled and pedaled, it was uphill most of the way. Cars and trucks flying past me. The speed limit was 55 but they seemed to be going much faster.

There weren't any stop lights, so I only used my brakes on the big hills when I felt like I was going too fast. There were lots of cute houses, some had horses. Not many people were outside.

I was looking for the Hammond Hill State Park, this is where the camp resides. I found the park but there wasn't any sign for the camp. I knocked at the door of one house. No answer. I knocked at another. A man yelled "who's there?" I asked him if he knew of the camp. He said he didn't but offered to look it up on the internet. I told him it was no use. A little boy about 3 ran over, he wasn't wearing pants and his penis had a pointy look to it. "So that's what an uncircumsized penis looks like" I said to myself.

I was glad that the way home was mostly downhill, and a lucky thing it was because as soon as I started for home, the wind began to blow and the temperature dropped. Cars were turning their lights on. I felt a few drops. I had to get home before it rained!

And I did! Thank you bicycle. (bicycles are a lot like pegasuses)