Sorry, everyone. I know that I've been out of touch and that there's much catching up to do. Well, you see, I decided to move to French Polynesia after my trip there with Walt and Jessica in January.
What can I say? I met somebody in Pape'ete, Tahiti at one of those glorious French sidewalk cafes and, whammo, she just took my breath away. That's not all she took. I woke up several days later in the Hotel Tahiti Nuie and I was missing one monkey kidney. Gotcha! Only kidding. Heeh, heeh, heeh!
I did come back to the States several times during my stay in Paradise, but made no blog entries there because I couldn't handle those French keyboards. So, I'm moving back home and, in trying to avoid the paparazzi and sneak quietly into the States this afternoon, there was Uncle Elmo hanging out next to the Vino Volo at the Detroit Airport. Now, thanks to that loudmouth, everyone knows I'm back. I'll be updating you on all my adventures soon.
That's Uncle Elmo. Nothing but trouble.
