ENCORE

I bid you all adieu

10,005.

That was the number when I checked statcounter this morning for 'unique visitors', however they categorize unique.

10,005 which is funny become it comes very close to my 1 year anniversary, I'm about a week away - give or take.

So, 1 year, 254 posts and 10,000+ visitors. Not bad if I may say so myself. Along the way there have been a few 'lame dogs', but for everyone one of those there was also a 'best in show'.

And with that in mind I'm here to announce it's all come to an end. I'm pulling the plug. No more.

Blogging tends to be very much, a one-way communication. I write something, you read it and it ends there. This has become very apparent to me these past 2 months when I was in Costa Rica. Yes, sure there are the "comments", but they aren't really a conversation. I think if you were to survey all the bloggers, my guess is less than 10% actually blog just for the sake of writing. After all, if you didn't care what people thought of your blogs, you could turn off the comments.

As it is my blog is a bit of a reflection of myself, or at least my sense of humor. It doesn't lend itself to a discussion of the weightier issues - gun control, abortion, religion, euthanasia and all that kind of light party chat, at least not in it's current format. The kind of issues that get the "Richie's" of the world all worked up into a lather!

So maybe I return in a different form and maybe I don't? Only time will tell on that.

Until that question is answered, thanks for tuning in!

Chuckster out.

Wanted

Wanted: Job

I would prefer if it provided the following:

(after careful consideration, I have narrowed the list)

1. mental stimulation
2. unique
3. a bit of pay
4. food for my soul.

Any leads please forward all relevant info to this blog.

Chuck

I'm feeling a bit like Lebowski

Dudes & Dudettes -

• Donny: Phone's ringing, Dude. The Dude: Thank you, Donny.
• Maude Lebowski: What do you do for recreation? The Dude: Oh, the usual. I bowl. Drive around. The occasional acid flashback.
• The Dude: That's a great plan, Walter. That's fuckin' ingenious, if I understand it correctly. It's a Swiss fuckin' watch

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(Get it??? Now back to our regularly scheduled blog.)

So apparently there was quite a big party Friday night. Heck, I might even be able to stretch it a bit and call it a "welcome home Chuck" party. Of course, next time you all decide to get together, you may actually want to tell me about it ahead of time, as in prior, before, preceding - it might increase the odds of me actually showing up.

Sounds like I missed a good time! I had a previous engagement - to sleep, and when I woke 12 hours later I magically transported myself (smuggled home some of that NightQueen Tea) to Philly for a day of drinking.

But I'll tell ya what. Why don't we meet this Friday and do it all over again? I have a feeling I'll be at Sligo's anyway....

The end is near

The end is near, and perhaps nearer than you think! Tomorrow I head back to San Jose and Friday I fly back to Philly - home of the Cheesesteak. Mmmmmmmm.

I'm heading to SJ tomorrow because I don't want to take a chance that -

• the bus gets a flat
• the bus breaks down
• the road is washed out from a storm
• aliens decide to attack Friday morning

Any of the above could delay my return to the home of the Cheesesteak and the International Headquarters for MisAdventures of Chuck INC.

I suspect this will be my last post for a few days, but stay tuned for the following -

• Contest rules & regulations for the next big "Group mis-Adventure" coming Memorial weekend.
• Final Costa Rica debriefing report
• Pictures from my St Paddys Day reunion celebration entitled "Guinness & Jamisons - I love you so..."
• clues to where I actually have been AND what I actually have been doing!!!

Stay tuned it will be exciting stuff! I promise!

Chuckster out.

The countdown begins!

All right people get ready because as the title says "the countdown begins!" No, not the countdown until I leave Costa Rica, that's another one.

This countdown is even better and we are starting it at T-minus 80 days...

So what happens in 80 days? Memorial Day weekend and better yet, the start of my NEXT ADVENTURE!

Only this time, I'm upping the ante and I'm taking you along for the ride! That's right people, a few lucky winners will be able to join me on my next adventure and the Grand Prize Winner will be right next to me the whole time! This is no gimmick or (mis)adventuresofchuck phony-baloney! This is the real thing - so get ready for:

OPERATION - DRIVE THE TOYOTA TO THE BEACH!
(an adventure fully sponsored by misadventuresofchuck and his sponsors)


That's right the following winning spots are up for grabs -

1- support vehicle (vehicle not included)
2- backup support vehicle (vehicle not included)
3- head mechanic (no experience necessary, but helpful)
4- assistant mechanic (ditto)
5- groupies (bikini not included)

And the GRAND PRIZE WINNER - Co-Pilot! Right there next to me ready to fall out the door at the first hard left turn, reading the map to guide me on the back roads like we were doing the Baja 1000...or in the case of my car the Baja 10.

I'll pick you up right at your domicile or meet you at Starbucks on Baltimore Pike (otherwise known as Baltimore Ave, RT 1) which ever is more convenient for me. We will proceed directly to the gas station across the street to top off the tank with a whopping 16 gallons of gas. Then we will fill 2 5-gallon gerry cans, a 2-liter bottle of coke-cola for emergency use only, and a Budweiser long neck (currently under the Co-Pilot seat) for extreme emergency use and then we will be on our way!

As the Toyota doesn't travel over 45 m.p.h., your job as Co-Pilot and GRAND PRIZE WINNER will be to navigate the back roads of New Jersey all the way to Stone Harbor. Upon arrival, we will disembark and the entire crew will join me at the "Winddrift" for Capt-n-cokes!

Enter early and often!

More information to follow.

MisAdventuresofChuck Prize Department.

A day at the beach...

Glorious day at the beach today. I was hanging out enjoying it on my trusty red, blue, yellow and green stripped towel. You know the one. It’s the same one I had at senior week and every time I’ve been to the beach since – hence "trusty".

One of the local Rasta’s was walking by and stopped and asked me if I "knew Running Pepper"?

"You know Running Pepper"?

"What"?

"You know Running Pepper"?

"No"?????

He kept walking. Then I realized what he said – "Do you have rolling papers"?

Sorry, my pigeon is a bit rusty, and the answer is still no.

No running peppers.
No rolling papers.

Krush's Hero

Sorry about the absence these past few days, you see, I've been in a state of deep meditation. You can probably guess from the title of this blog that at the very least, it will mention our old dear friend Krush. After all, can you ever really get enough?

Editors Note: As far as I'm concerned - YES! But I only edit, I don't write.

But let me regress for a moment and elaborate. No longer able to search my actual blog for the now historical "missing blogs of Chuck", I was forced to search the hard drive that is my brain. Hence the state of deep meditation. You see, the brain is nothing more than a VCR of everything that you do - it's all in there, you just have to be able to rewind and tap into it!

It wasn't easy and it was a bit time consuming but I did it. After reviewing every blog post I have ever written I realized that it has been 6 months to the day since I mentioned Krush Groove in a blog post. Now according to an obscure blogger bylaw (BlogBL-DrJwore#6) which states the following:

-if you or anyone you know lived in Hoboken NJ within a 5 mile distance of Krush Groove

and

-if you or anyone you know ever shared an exotic adventure (as described in blog bylaw - BlogBL-TD ="tropical destination") with Krush Groove

and

-if you and you alone shared and intimate moment with Krush (this one really hurts!)

than on a recurring 6 month basis, according to blog bylaw (BlogBL-DrJwore#6) you must mention "Krush Groove" at least 3x in a blog article.

Whew. Now that we got the legal mumbo-jumbo out of the way we can proceed!

Editors Note #2 - Not so fast! In order to protect the fragile ego of my best writer (Chuck) I think it is my duty as editor to point out the following definitions of "intimate":

in·ti·mate1 adj.

1. Marked by close acquaintance, association, or familiarity.
2. Relating to or indicative of one's deepest nature: intimate prayers.
3. Essential; innermost: the intimate structure of matter.
4. Marked by informality and privacy: an intimate nightclub.
5. Very personal; private: an intimate letter.
6. Of or involved in a sexual relationship.

n. A close friend or confidant.

Proceed! -Editor

Thank you.

As I was saying...The story I am about to tell, actually has very little to do with Krush(that's 1x) himself. It is a story about Krush's (that's 2x) hero, who lives right here in Cahuita! His name is Wayne and I've had the pleasure of meeting him.

It turns out that a few years back Wayne had a friend with a boat down in Panama and he asked Wayne if he would like to help him sail it back to CR. They arranged a meeting place and time at a hotel in Panama and Wayne showed up at the appointed location with $5 in his pocket. Only his friend wasn't there.

So Wayne sat in the lobby and waited, but his friend didn't show. Eventually Wayne started to get hungry but a sandwich would cost $3. A beer on the other hand only cost $2.50. (Hmmmm, I see where this story is heading!).

So Wayne being Wayne he opted for a beer. Still his friend didn't show and it didn't take long to finish the beer at which point Wayne figured why not spend the last of his money on another?Which he did.

So now Wayne was feeling pretty good, but he had no money and no friend in sight! Call it intuition, call it vision but as Wayne sat on that couch waiting, he decided to check below the cushions. Low and behold he finds a bunch of loose change. In fact, enough for a sandwich. So Wayne gets another beer. (ya gotta like this Wayne guy).

This time, Wayne sits on the other couch and figures why not check it as well? What can hurt? Low and behold he finds enough for a 4th beer!

Not long after this, his friend finally shows up and the journey continues in a different story from there...but Krush(that's #3!) so loved that story he made Wayne write it down so it could be included in some future movie or book Krush was writing.

So if you ever come across that story and Krush (one for good measure) has changed the name of the lead from Wayne to Krush (now it's just overkill), you now know the truth!