//------------------------------// // Day 47 // Story: The Winding Northward Road // by Rambling Writer //------------------------------// Stupid Lareindo having a stupid name that doesn’t make any stupid rhyme with any other stupid word in the stupid Equestrian language. Seriously, my trip’s been uneventful since I left the Unicorn Range (lots of grass and shrubs on the land), and that’s pretty much all I can think of.  It’s like “orange”, only more personal.  If I can conquer it, I can conquer my urge to write limericks. Because, really, if you want to write limericks, you’ve got to do a “there once was a mare from wherever” one, if only to follow on from “there once was a mare from Nantucket…”  And Lareindo’s the only place I’ve stayed in for more than three days, so I’ve pretty much got to do that place. But “Lareindo” is hard to rhyme.  It’s got that stupid n sound right in the middle of the word, and I feel like I have to include that.  If it was just missing, like I lived in a place called “Laredo” or something, I could probably do it.  But noooo, whoever named the town just HAD to stick that n in there and screw me up.  (Yes, I know Lareindo was founded over a hundred years before I was born.  It’s just REALLY WEIRD how much this tiny thing is bugging me.) And, yeah, I could just go back to haiku, but that’s getting back in a rut, and I did this whole thing to get OUT of ruts; doing haiku again would defeat the point. There once was a really dumb word Such that attempting a rhyme was absurd. Whatever you try, Your suggestions, they fry In the stench of that horrible turd. Okay, that went fine.  Maybe once I get the whole “Lareindo” thing out of my head, I’ll be able to do more with limericks. Don’t really have a destination in mind at the moment.  Just kinda heading south-southwest at the moment.  Maybe I’ll see the South Luna Ocean, but I kind of doubt it.  I’ll hit a town, change direction to be more homewards, never get a glimpse of it.  But I saw the Celestial Sea last month, so that’s okay.