There are only four of us going on this trip to Alaska, but we could have had a much larger crowd. Some of Virginia's and Mary Alice's nephews and nieces were seriously considering coming. My Aunt Mary Gray and her daughters Mary and Margaret would have loved to join us. Unfortunately, the timing isn't good for the Marys. Their goth-punk band "The Mary Grays" is going out on tour in the fall and they are tied up in rehearsals. As for Margaret, who was recently fired as drummer for "The Mary Grays" for glowing in the dark (a decided distraction on stage), her doctors at The Melanin Clinic have deemed her "too pale to travel. Even to Alaska." We're sorry the Grays and others couldn't make it.
But I Am Going and Here's Why
This is a very spendy trip. It's not like you can rent a car and drive all over Alaska. There are no highways to most places. You can't take a train or bus to go to towns like Nome and Marshall. You have to fly. Everywhere. And that gets expensive. It doesn't help that hotels and restaurants aren't exactly bargain-priced in the Last Frontier. Sadly, I had kind of a spendy summer. Had to replace a dying computer, and I also had to buy a proper camera for studio work. And I don't need to tell you people about the price of cocaine these days! Through the roof! So I didn't think I would go, and then about two weeks ago, Mary Alice, a.k.a. Greatest Human Being Ever, came up with the greatest win-win idea ever. She said she'd pick up my expenses in exchange for artwork. So here I am, packing to leave for Alaska. Which reminds me: I should really go and pack.
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