In the spring of 2009, Fred Marple and the missus took a road trip down south on a fact-finding mission for the town of Frost Heaves. They were hoping to get some new ideas for Frost Heaves and maybe get some of that government stimulation money. As usual, things didn't quite work out the way they expected. Here's Fred's video diary of the trip.
Before we took off on our trip, we had our route planned out by a major automobile association that shall remain nameless, since they ain't payin' us anything. I ain't complainin', but I think we could'a done better by tossing a coin at each intersection.
Well, we finally made it to Washington, where we were hoping to cash in on some of that stimulus money. But there was a problem...
Today, I'm letting the missus write the entry. It was either that, or sleep on the pullout sofa for a month after we get home.
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Hello, this is Martha Marple. I just wanted to make it clear that going to the wrong Washington was all Fred's fault. I told him--"Ask for directions," I said. But no--you know how men are.
"It's the nation's capital," he said. "We couldn't possibly miss it."
"Yes, dear," I said.
Anyway, we're back on the road again, and that whole episode has given my brilliant husband another idea:
What do you think? Personally, I think his Moxie's lost its fizz, but maybe not. Maybe you've got an idea for a new name for Frost Heaves, something that would improve our image. Click the "Comments" button below and give us your suggestion. It couldn't be any worse than Fred's.