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Onondaga, Michigan: The Jittery Goat Travel Log – Places I’ve Been

Onondaga, Michigan

Onondaga, Michigan

While a resident of south/central Michigan the TV station I most watched was WLIX Channel 10, Lansing/Jackson/Onondaga. What! Onondaga, where’s that?

Well, it’s between Lansing and Jackson and the location WLIX’s TV tower. So I suppose to be assured of police protection and to keep high school students from draping toilet paper from the tower, WLIX agreed to name Onondaga as one of its broadcast locations.

What can be said about Onondaga?

Well, it has a really tall TV transmitting tower that seems out of place.

Likely it is one of those places that people go to be alone. I’ve heard more lonely hearts stories emanate from the bar in Onondaga than from any honky-tonk in Nashville. I’m surprised someone hasn’t written a love-lost country song from Onondaga by now.

It’s one of those out of the way places where out of the way people go to be out of the way. It’s where bikers go to be alone

It’s sort of a town that time has forgotten, but bikers will remember.

An Onondaga Conversation

I stopped at the gas station in Onondaga one day. I went inside and got a coffee. A biker pulled up next to my car while I was inside. He was a big guy, tattoos, scars, and beard. He nodded at me in a friendly way.

I thought a little conversation with my coffee would be good.

“Sure are a lot of bikers who pass through here,” I said.

“You got a problem with that?” he said.

“I’m just trying to make conversation,” I said.

“Starting a conversation is saying ‘sure is a nice day,’” he said.

“Okay,” I said. “Sure is a nice day.”

“You got a problem with that?” He said.

So if you ever go to Onondaga, Michigan start your conversation by saying, “I don’t have any problems and I don’t want any, but you guys sure have a nice TV tower just west of town. Is that why so many bikers hang-out here?”

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Thompkins, Michigan: The Jittery Goat Travel Log – Places I’ve Been

The Thompkins Cemetery, I wonder how many are buried there as a result of a botched child exchange between divorced couples?

The Thompkins Cemetery, I wonder how many are buried there as a result of a botched child exchange between divorced couples?

Thompkins, Michigan is on M50 northwest of Jackson, Michigan.

It has a grocery with two week old Honey Buns. Stick them in a microwave and you’d think they were fresh from the cooking fat. They have coffee that was fresh once (on second thought, likely never fresh). It is something neither sugar, cream, or whiskey can improve.
If you leave their stale Honey Bun in cup of their coffee overnight it becomes a new life form by morning. It consumes all harmful bacteria, but don’t let it get near the cat or parakeet.
There is also a hardware store in Thompkins. They used to have a sign in the parking lot that read, “No children exchanges.” Apparently divorced parents thought that was a good place to exchange their children.
I asked the clerk at the hardware store why the sign was put up?
“Are you kidding me,” he said. “Every Friday this place was like the shoot-out at the OK Coral. I’d rather this place be a bikers’ hangout.”


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Gutman, Ohio; The Jittery Goat Travel Log – Places I’ve Been

Gutman, a hundred years ago, in its heyday.

Gutman, a hundred years ago, in its heyday.

Gutman, Ohio is on Route 65 about 5 1/2 miles north of Jackson Center, Ohio.

I lived near Gutman.

The neat thing about this place is that you don’t have to slow down when you go through it. That makes the average legal speed 55 MPH, perhaps the highest average legal speed limit within an entire population center in the nation.

It’s unclear from where Gutman got its name. I don’t want to know how Gutman got its name, but something must have happened there and it wasn’t good.

Nobody famous came from Gutman. Somebody famous drove through Gutman, but refused to be identified.

At one time a store was there. I needed milk so went in to buy some.

I asked the guy who ran the place where the milk was.

“Dairy, aisle 12,” he said.

I smiled. “There’s only one aisle.”

‘We started with twelve,” he said. “We were expecting bigger things.”

I went to the dairy case. There was only one gallon remaining. I looked at the date. “Hey,” I said. “This expired ten days ago.”

“My, how time flies,” he said. “We’re expecting a delivery tomorrow. We’ll have fresh then.”

“I’ll just come back tomorrow,” I said.

“Before ya go can ya do me a favor,” he said.

“Sure,” I said. “What’s that?”

“Slide that gallon of milk down about two feet in the dairy case,” he said. “That’s the cottage cheese section.”


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The World Is My Playground

This used to be my window to the world, now it's Google Maps. The world is a wonderful place for a playground.

This used to be my window to the world, now it’s Google Maps. The world is a wonderful place for a playground.

Daily Prompt: Playtime

Do you play in your daily life? What says “playtime” to you?

The computer and Internet can be a wonderful thing. It can take you to places you will likely never go. And, I would be remiss if not at least mentioning there are places one should never go.

As a kid I kept myself entertained for hours looking at maps or digging out a volume of my World Book Encyclopedias and going some place. In my imaginary world there was not one spot in the earth not visited.

I was an athletic kid, but spent a lot of time secluded in my room pouring over maps and reading about other countries and regions. That was play time for me.

Today my athletic prowess is somewhat limited, but what brings pleasure is to now go to Google Maps, pick a random location, and if possible explore by means of street view.

My imagination begins to play and wonder about the things I see.

Here’s a playtime story about a place visited by Google Street View.

Roadside Stand

I followed my brothers advice and bought a Volkswagen Bug for my trip to visit him in Mexico. “If you break down, they know how to get you back on the road without waiting for parts. Everybody knows how to work on V-dubs down her,” Kyle told me.

I was driving someplace in the middle of the Yucatán and famished. The last town I drove through did not have anyplace that looked like it served healthy or sanitary food. Now I was desperate. I was willing to take what ever came my way.

The road was heavily wooded with tropical trees and thick underbrush covered the side of the road. Suddenly a clearing appeared ahead of me. What looked like a food stand sat close to the road. I pulled up close to it. A dirty canvas draped the front.

A man appeared from a small house to the rear.

“When do you open?” I said in Spanish.

“Anytime,” the man said in Spanish.

Certain it was a taco of burrito stand I said. “I’ll take two.”

The man flopped the canvas over the roof. “Choose which two you want.”

Behind the canvass was a glass window and behind the window was a display of six caskets.

“I thought I could buy food here,” I said.

“You eat the food, you need the coffin,” the man smiled. Then he winked, “Two kilometers, good food.”

I drove away. “Incredible,” I said to myself. “A roadside coffin stand. Will it work in the States?”

Playful bloggers:

  1. Writing is my play | Now Have At It!
  2. Bzebza’s family | Markovich Arts
  3. 24/11 Daily Prompt: Playtime | Family, Photos, Food & Craft
  4. Daily Prompt : Playtime | bambangpriantono
  5. ermahgerhd | Children’s Ward
  6. Playtime | Momma Said There’d Be Days Like This
  7. Daily Prompt: Playtime | Under the Monkey Tree
  8. Spending time by the beach in St Ives, Cornwall | Laura’s Little Things
  9. Applaud God | Prayers and Promises
  10. Horse Play | Eyes to Heart
  11. The World Is My Playground | The Jittery Goat
  12. Daily Prompt: Playtime | MKG- Memories-Keepsakes-Gifts
  13. Playtime | Kate Murray
  14. Playtime: | Khana’s Web
  15. Playtime: Solstice | Khana’s Web
  16. It’s official: I am reading America. | Butterfly Mind
  17. Daily Prompt : playtime | Mon beau manoir
  18. Daily Prompt: Playtime | Kawanee’s Korner
  20. Hopeless Chest | Charron’s Chatter
  21. Daily Prompt: Playtime | life n me!
  22. The Lurker’s List | When Times Get Rough, We Gotta Play Ball
  23. Daily Prompt: Playtime | Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss
  24. “Playtime” | Relax
  25. Play and Bake… | A Crazy Chef
  26. Playing it out ! | Life Confusions
  27. Daily Prompt: Playtime | crookedeyebrows
  28. Manifesting Nuggets: Games Dreamers Play | All the Snooze That’s Fit to Print
  29. truth is polished in | y
  30. Playtime | gorgeous little thieves
  31. What Part of Play Don’t You Understand? | Just Visiting This Planet
  32. Play Time | Flowers and Breezes
  33. My Playtime | A mom’s blog
  34. Played | vic briggs
  35. Twists | Historiefortelling
  36. Puppy Playtime… | Haiku By Ku
  37. Playing in Words ‘n Pics | Words ‘n Pics
  38. Daily Prompt: Playtime | theanonymousqueen
  39. Playtime | Lost in Translation
  40. Time To Play! | Mountains or Molehills
  41. It’s Game Day | The Land Slide Photography
  42. Daily Prompt~Playtime | joannebest
  43. Daily Prompt: playtime | Chronicles of a Public Transit User
  44. Play Hard | Retrofocus
  45. Daily Prompt: Playtime | Around and About The Pacific Northwest
  46. TV Contests and Christmas | Life is great
  47. Misty memories of playtime | Rob’s Surf Report
  48. Bushveld Wedding under the Marula Tree… | The Rider
  49. Daily Prompt: Playtime | A String of Pearls
  50. S. Thomas Summers | Childhood Soon Dies
  51. Work and Play | An almanac for concerned citizens and boysenberry jam fans
  53. Daily Prompt: Playtime | ☥ Venom’s Blog ☥
  54. Daily Prompt : Playtime | My Extraordinary Everyday Life
  55. Saturday Snapshot | Tommia’s Tablet
  56. The Makeup of Madness – Lipstick and Lithium – Beauty Blog
  57. Daily Prompt: Playtime | Basically Beyond Basic
  58. Play in My World | Kansa Muse
  59. Daily Prompt: Playtime | To My Wonderland
  60. Daily Prompt: Playtime | S K I P
  61. Playing with fabric | the scroobious pip
  62. Sports and me | Blogging Vogging…
  63. What’s In Your Toolbox? | Nerdy Woman
  64. Daily Prompt: Playtime | SIM | ANTICS
  65. Haiku – Playtime | Dhikrcave
  66. Daily Prompt: Playtime, Or: Work Hard, Play Hard! | polymathically
  67. Playtime | it is habit forming
  68. Play time at the playhouse | JED’s Playhouse
  69. A Lesson In Storytelling | Wiley’s Wisdom
  70. Daily post: There’s nothing playful about sport | helen meikle’s scribblefest
  71. Playtime (Daily Post) | thisblogisepic
  72. Wonder of Wonders | Wiley’s Wisdom
  73. Play on, Playah | 6 of One…
  74. Daily Prompt: Play | UP! With Jesus
  75. Daily Prompt: Playtime in Detroit | Mac’s Blog
  76. Playtime : Daily Prompt | Speaking Through Curls
  77. Playtime » Kryson’s Kreations
  78. The Art of Nob Hill | Adventures in the Underground
  79. Getting More From Less (Productivity) | victor’s mind
  80. Daily Prompt: Playtime | Nola Roots, Texas Heart
  81. Daily Prompt: Playtime | Morrighan’s Muse
  82. Daily Prompt: Playtime | sukies original
  83. Playtime… | Life as a country bumpkin…not a city girl
  84. The Inner child in me | Shetall says
  85. Daily Prompt: Play Time | Memory Bank of the Nocturnal


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Budapest And Bud Light

Daily Prompt: Come Fly with Me

 Share a story about the furthest you’ve ever traveled from home.

My wife and I still live under the illusion there are places to visit untouched by the commercialism of western culture. New Orléans, Hong Kong, New York, Las Vegas, London, and Paris would be nice to visit and my wife and me would certainly find them enjoyable, but it’s not our cup of tea. We like quiet vacations on the coast of Maine.
We had heard Budapest would be a place for us. It was said to be a bit behind other cities and retained much of its old world charm. The west had not invaded or totally taken over.
We were eager for our visit. We envisioned quiet streets and walks along the Danube River. We could hardly wait to sit and chat at sidewalk cafes as we watched trolleys clickety-click by and boats slowly follow the current of the Danube. We almost heard to stings of a violin being drawn by the bow of a seasoned street musician.
After leaving our plane and walking through a thoroughly modern airport we boarded a bus for the city of Budapest.
As we approached the city we saw a billboard advertising a ZZ Top concert. The bus left us off at a fine hotel overlooking the Danube and the famous Chain Bridge, but on the first floor was a casino. We dined at a small restaurant that served Bud Light.
We arrived a decade or so too late.

Moore Traveling bloggers:

  1. Travels | The Magic Black Book
  2. Daily Prompt: Come Fly with Me | Under the Monkey Tree
  3. The newbie wed – prologue | Beth Byrnes
  4. Flying from Nowhere | Mara Eastern’s Personal Blog
  5. come fly with me | Bizzimummy’s World
  6. Rural Tourism in Russia: Russian Village Street Photography | Bright Moments Catcher
  7. The Lord of the Ring | Geek Ergo Sum
  8. Come Fly With Me…to the Dominican Republic | Maybe Not So Zen…
  9. Let the thoughts flow | Le Drake Noir
  10. My Grand Thailand Adventure! | Open to Experience
  11. The loveliness of Crete… | alienorajt
  12. To the Moon and Back | Delana’s World
  13. My.Vivid.Visions | Daily Prompt: Come Fly with Me – to Mysore
  14. Budapest And Bud Light | The Jittery Goat
  15. Daily Prompt: Come Fly with Me | Anniemation Floe
  16. Come Fly With Me: Traveling from the Bottom to the Top of the World | Charles Ray’s Ramblings
  17. New post Daily Prompt: Come Fly with Me | Welcome to msxhan. The great tricks, tips, infos, poetry and much more.
  18. Back to Starting point | crookedeyebrows
  19. She’s Leaving Home | Javagrrl Cafe
  21. Come Fly with Me – Jumping Pics Around the World | First for Everything
  22. Oh Chanukkah, Oh Chanukkah … in Israel! | Stacy Gittleman’s blog
  23. Daily Prompt: Come Fly with Me | Awl and Scribe
  24. Daily Prompt: Come Fly With Me | Transitions
  25. Enjoying the sunshine in New York’s green promenade is possible; it should be the case in Albania too | Laura’s Little Things
  26. Life Living In Europe | Kansa Muse
  27. Daily Prompt: Come Fly with Me- to the West Coast | Wordz on a Page
  28. Let’s fly away. | smoke&mirrors
  29. Rockin Down That Highway | maunderingsofaninja
  30. Daily Prompt: Travels | veryvanessalynn
  32. Travels [Daily Prompt: Come Fly with Me] | unknowinglee
  33. [DAILY PROMPT] Come Fly with Me. | Fathia’s little cave
  34. Wanderlust | Drops of Magic
  35. Daily Prompt: Come Fly with Me | life n me!
  36. Short Story – ” The Hunters- A Thanksgiving story “ « Dancing with Fireflies
  37. Daily Prompt: Come Fly with Me | Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss
  38. Daily Prompt: Come Fly With Me | Undecided Answer
  39. Home… Where is that? | An Upturned Soul
  40. Come Fly with Me | Going New Places!
  41. “Travels” | Relax
  42. Under the Bridge | Broken Light: A Photography Collective
  43. A Long Time Ago In a Graduate School Far, Far Away
  44. Flying Crab Apples: A Daily Prompt | melanielynngriffin
  45. Come Fly with Me [Daily Prompt/NaBloPoMo]
  46. Daily Prompt: Traveling | Tommia’s Tablet
  47. Travels … on the pier | … Lara Klopp … Variegated Musings …
  48. The Reluctant Tourist | Just Visiting This Planet
  49. Travels … back in time | … Lara Klopp … Variegated Musings …
  50. Travels … curiousity | … Lara Klopp … Variegated Musings …
  51. Journey To The Valley Of Makkah | seifsalamakarem
  52. Photolog of the US | A mom’s blog
  53. China | The Land Slide Photography
  54. Flying First Time | Flowers and Breezes
  55. Time Travel | It’s a wonderful F’N life
  56. Bratwurst and Bitterballen | Fruit Loops & Foie Gras
  57. Come Fly with Me | Real Life Co.
  58. Kirkwood, Missouri | Life is great
  59. I have been 1/8 of the way to the moon – and there are really big spiders there! | The Flavored Word
  60. NaBloPoMo: A Trip to Remember | The Joyful Soul
  61. Once in a Lifetime….(wp daily prompt) | Daily Observations
  62. The impossibility of sleep on an airline. | thoughtsofrkh
  63. Once, we were THIS far away … | Margaret Rose Stringer
  64. Far Far Away | Giving Thought | Giving Sight


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Geyer, Ohio; The Jittery Goat Travel Log – Places I’ve Been

I contributed one of these to the Geyer, Ohio junk yard. It was a classic.

I contributed one of these to the Geyer, Ohio junk yard. It was a classic.

I once lived a little more than a half mile east of Geyer, Ohio.

There is really no conceivable reason for Geyer to exist. It’s not at an intersection of two highways, there is no river, or port; it just exists, although it does intersect with a railroad and a township road, but that happens all the time.

There is a junk yard there. I contributed a ‘62 Simca and strongly suspect my ‘63 Chevy truck, I sold to a teenage rabble-rouser, ended up there also. That’s the only commerce in town unless somebody is cooking meth.

I talked to an old timer one time. He told me that there used to be more bars than houses in Geyer. He said there were 11 dwellings, six of which were bars. Sounds like my kind of town.

Geyer used to be on my jogging trail. I recall after many a long run passing through the town and thinking ‘man, I could use a cold one.’ There’s something mystical about places like that; they create something in you that only alcohol can appease.

When giving directions I’d always say, “Take Route 65 south till you smell it and head west until you step in it.”


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Rives Junction, Michigan; The Jittery Goat Travel Log – Places I’ve Been

232323232%257Ffp53386%253Enu%253D3248%253E%253A55%253E435%253EWSNRCG%253D34369768%253C8325nu0mrj_full[1]At the insistence of my friend, who will remain anonymous, but anyway Roger said I should write about Rives Junction, Michigan. I quickly dismissed the suggestion because Rives Junction is too big, but on second thought it is just right.

Right smack-dab in the middle of town is one of the best meat markets I’ve ever gone to. They make a bean soup that is as good as it is simple. They have a variety of outstanding sausages, but lousy coffee and stale Honey Buns.

There appears to be several substantial, yet small manufacturing companies in Rives Junction. I stopped in to one of them and asked, “What do you manufacture?”

The receptionists gave me a three teeth smile, “Stuff.”

There is also a monastery in Rives Junction. After reading the preceding link I still don’t understand why Rives Junction was selected as a location for a monastery.

Out of curiosity I went to the monastery and asked what they did there? A very nice nun said, “We devote our lives to prayer and make stuff.”

“The place down the road makes stuff too,” I said.

“Yeah, but you don’t get any prayers with their stuff,” the nun said.

“What do you pray for?’ I said.

“Good stuff,” the nun said.

I went back to the first place and said to the three teethed lady, “Do you know they make stuff down at the monastery and offer a prayer with it?”

“It’s a marketing gimmick,” she said.


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