As with any question, the answer is typically “It depends who you ask”. So now, when we ask “What do we do now?” it really depends on who you ask. If you ask the Inspectors, you get one answer, and if you ask the guys in the bar, you get another. Aaaaand everything in between.
Sorry for the continued delays!
Clem just isn’t the kinda guy who’s going to let a good speculative comment opportunity pass him by without taking a good swing at it.
We all know someone like that. Or are someone like that, in my case.
I believe Lee’s in a spot of bother. And in his cups. And in for it, soon. And in deep, altogether.
We’ll see how his job works out. Maybe he SHOULD have taken that call from the Dam Inspectors.
Well, the boys have made it to Buddy’s Buck’s Pass Bar (no Grille) and now they’re safe and dry… Hmmm. “Dry” may not be the right term for what they’re gonna get.
But, now things are gonna get all better, I’m sure. Out of the storm, They’ve got a clean, happy place to be, the hotel’s just up the road a tad, there’s entertainment and refreshments… Seriously, what could go wrong?
Well, it’s been a while.
Sorry about that. I honestly had no idea so many things were going to burst in upon me like that, and something had to give.
So… Back to the story. The rain continues unabated, and our heroes (Durnell, Ziggy, and Clem) have been driving in the driving rain for hours to get to a spot that was supposed to be an easy jaunt. Oh, well… That’s a road trip for you. Ziggy knows the way, so they’ll be fine.
Just fine…”Providence permittin’ and the creeks don’t rise”, as the local folk say.
So, things are piling up for the guys.
Problems with navigation, problems with language, problems with optical acuity… and gastrointestinal integrity. Problems with interpersonal communication and patience…
Nothing a good therapist couldn’t work them through, given a few weeks of sessions and proper insurance.
Well, the guys seem to have made up their minds after carefully weighing the alternatives.
The alternatives apparently are “which way to spell two names that sound exactly alike”?
Frankly, it’s hard to see why Clem is even concerned. See?
Everybody seems to be on the same wavelength.
That’s so sweet.
Clem’s got himself discharged, if you believe his story.
And he’s a resourceful man. Of course he’s going to make sure he’s got a handy pair of eyes… so long as he’s got something to lord over Durnell. I’m sure if he had to rely on charm to find some more agreeable companion, he could have done so. But let’s face it. He’s decided that Durnell owes him, and who’s going to argue with the man? No one, while he’s armed with bear spray and a bad attitude, that’s who.
She can be forgiven for assuming, by his tone and his words, that Clem is Durnell’s father.
I mean, they have that kinda vibe at the moment.
It won’t last.
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