OddThinking

I dressed warmly, filled my pockets with whatever supplies I had, and started walking

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My bizarre-o-meter was flashing red. By this stage, I was ready to jump out of the car and take my chances with the bears.

I met two characters in a little fishing village in Tobermory, Canada. Mal was an old man with one glass eye. Mal’s best friend mate wore thick glasses.

When I returned to Australia after Las Vegas, I gave a couple of very different trip reports.

First, I updated my managers and the rest of my team.

Then, I met with my juggler friends.

I owned a toy hovercraft as a boy.

Later, as a young teen, I made my own working toy hovercraft.

Is it any surprise that I had a desire to travel on a real-life hovercraft?

At uni, my friend, Karen, ran up to me. “Come with us to the airport! Stephanie is coming back from a long trip to the UK, and we are all going to greet here!”

Here’s another story of coming out wrong… wait, wait… let me re-word that.