Selfie - Getting Out of Trouble Edition

Boy did I step in a pile with that one!  Do not, I repeat, do not take a picture of your rig and forget to include your interpreting dashboard gecko!  Yes, I know he’s a collard lizard, but when he gets like that I call Jack a gecko and he calls me any one of “fat man”, “bald dude” or “old guy”.  It’s how we know we’re not quite happy with each other.  Well, Mr. Gecko told me he wasn’t going to let me speak to Beast until I take a selfie of him!  And a good one too! So . . . .

Hey, Jack had me in a corner, what could I do?  I of course took the easy way out because, well, I’m me.  That and we’ve got trip planning to do and I always like to get Beast’s take on where we should go and, more importantly, how we should get there.  It was just easier to to take a selfie of Herr. Ring Neck to re-open the lines of communication.

Now that that’s over with, I think I’ve learned my lesson - just stay away from the selfies!

And if you can’t tell from the photograph, Ann and I spent the weekend at the coast.  Unfortunately, the weather decided to cut it short for us - even though we woke up at 3:00 and were ready to take advantage of our last morning there.  Rather inconsiderate I’d say.