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Reporting in from my Northern Command Center. Welcome to the first Comedy Newsletter of June! Summer is almost officially here.
Now, on with show!
Leaving the South:
May is the time of year I prepare to make my journey back to New England for half a year. But, traveling is not without its drama. I plan ahead just for that reason by by making travel food, and meals that can be popped into the microwave at a hotel. The travel food is for lunching on the because we don't want to stop and waste time and money at some fast food place.
While traveling this time, there seemed to be more traffic delays, one due to I-77 North's lanes closed due to a vehicle fire... two hours wait there. And I swear, it seemed like every state was in need of road repair bottle-necking traffic slowing us down an hour here, and hour there...all the way in to Massachusetts.
Avoiding some wild big-rig drivers and the locals trying to get home from work causing calamity in the passing lane riding bumpers and having to quick veer-over stop on the far left breakdown lane, not once, but several times, and we hadn't even gotten out of Florida, yet! I knew this was going to be a very unpleasant trip North.
BUCC-EES
I have never been there before, however, I have seen the huge billboards with the Bucc-ee Beaver's mug on it when I traveled South in the fall. I didn't pay much attention to what kind of place it was and kept moving along. There was nothing needed, after all because lunch was sitting in the ice chest.
This time, I said I had heard someone talking about how great a place it is. Since traffic was heavy and gas was low, we decided to give it a try. OMG, it's huge! It's the Utopia of travel stops! They have everything from food to clothes to some furniture, not mention gasoline which has pumps as far as the eye can see. Of course I let the food in the ice chest wait for another time because all those barbecue offerings and assorted sandwiches, roll-ups, fruits, cheeses and more ...I chose a few assorted things for later that evening in the hotel.
We will return when we head South, again! 
Hotel Hell:
Finally, finding a place to stop for the night is always a great feeling. Too many hours on the road does wear on a person. Besides, it was time to grab some of those sandwiches purchased at BUCC-EES!
Everything was fine. The food was good. The internet worked, the TV worked after the desk manager had to come up after it went off and wouldn't turn on until she jiggled the cable wire.  Okay, now everything was perfect, except ... Ill-fitting shade and curtains that let the parking lot lights creep above the top and sides of the hanging hardware. I was so tired I turned away from the window only to be facing the little light on the clock radio. That was a quick fix. I just placed the TV guide list in front of the light. Another irritant neutralized!
Finally I thought I was done dimming lights sufficiently to go to sleep. Then, Buh-buh-buhhhh! I looked at the ceiling and saw the blink of the smoke detector. a little red light would show itself at intervals. Now I'm curious to see how long between blinks. Well, from what mathematical conclusion I could gather from this experiment, it seems longer than thirty seconds but shorter than sixty seconds.  But the point is--travelers are tired and need a good night's sleep before hitting the road again. With all the technology we have, couldn't they stop the red blinking and just flash it when the detector is faulty?
Sorry, got a bit carried away. It was the totality of offensive light pollution that night in that particular hotel.
Continuing North:
It seemed like following a few more delays due to road work, we were making progress. The sign said New England. I could almost see my home state. The trip from hell was on its last legs. But wait! It began to be a crawl getting to the toll booth on the NY Thruway. Another several miles of bottlenecks before getting to the toll area. Seriously?!! 45 minutes to go 10 miles? Mass Pike couldn't get here fast enough.
Home:
Finally, Mass Pike ahead! I gave a sigh of relief, until...
NOooooo! As we eased onto the Pike, and proceeded toward Western Mass, up ahead--you got it ...bottleneck due to road work! 
Well folks, where progress used to take minutes, it took hours of delays to finally get home.
May your travels this summer be much easier than mine.
That's all she "rode" for this edition of the Comedy Newsletter. 
Until next time--Laugh hard, laugh often!
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barry97  
Thanks for the story about WL it was a good story.
I'm happy you enjoyed it!
 WW! I'm still laughing! Are you sure you didn't also make that dead fish laugh or at least smile, too? Not that I'm a kin of the dead fish, or anything...I think.
 No, I didn't, because it wasn't a "Clown Fish." It was a Bass. Bass have no sense of humor.
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