Monthly Archives: May 2013
Electric Sheep . . .
(We’ll see if anyone gets this one.)
Well, we did pretty much nothing today. And it was really, really nice.
It made it all the way up to 62 degrees with plenty of sun, so we had the windows and the door open all day. Really nice. And the smell of pine trees just makes it better.
We’ve gotten a few more neighbors in the last couple of days, but nobody on either side of us. Hopefully that will hold. But with the Memorial Day weekend coming up, it might be touch and go.
When Jan did her zip line ride in Las Vegas last week, we purchased a photo of her, but I forgot about posting it until now. So here it is.
They have a zip line ride here in South Lake Tahoe, but Jan says she’s checked off Zip Lining from her Bucket List, so it’s Been There, Done That now.
About 11:30 we called our son Chris to wish him a Happy Birthday. Now being 45, that makes him officially old. Of course I don’t know what that makes us.
Jan says she’s still 39, but I’m not quite sure how that works.
Brandi sent over a picture of the kitchen area of their new house with the backsplash installed.
Apparently things have really sped up on the construction front, and they may be moving in in just a couple of weeks. We know they’re really excited.
Nick called his Level II Tech Support about 5pm wanting some help with metering the output of a solar panel he was checking out. Hopefully he didn’t electrocute himself. He is playing with electricity after all.
Wednesday we plan on making a big loop around Lake Tahoe, first heading up the west side of the lake to the Donner Pass area, then over to Reno for a Wal-Mart/Sam’s Club visit. After that. we’ll probably swing down through Virginia City, before heading home.
Tomorrow’s still kind of up in the air, though. We’ll see how it goes.
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Thought for the Day:
“No but I’ve seen things you people wouldn’t believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. Time to die.” – Roy Batty
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A Bear for All Seasons . . .
After coffee drinking, Kindle reading, and Internet playing, Jan and I headed out for some sightseeing, dinner, and shopping.
We drove around for about an hour, crossing back into Nevada, past all the casinos that suddenly appear at the state line.
Driving further out along the road we came in on, we got a good view of the surrounding snow-capped mountains.
Coming back through town we drove out on the other side for a while just to see what’s around.
Along the way, we came across The Bear’s Den.
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This place has pretty much any type of carved bears you could want.
Big ones,
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little ones,
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and more.
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By this time our tummies were rumbling, so we decided to try Passaretti’s Italian Restaurant, located right outside the park entrance. We’d noticed the last couple of days that the place was always busy every time we drove by. And we’ve found that a busy place is usually a good place to eat.
It was interesting to find this great hot rod sitting in the parking lot. I’d seen a sign about a car show while we were driving around, but this was the only car I’d seen that might be part of it. Turns out, it wasn’t.
I did notice that the right front tire was going flat, though.
As it turned out our meal was delicious. Jan found her favorite meat-filled ravioli on the menu, and I had my usual spaghetti marinara with meatballs.
We both started out with salads with their really great homemade dressings. We also had an order of their garlic bread with melted mozzarella on top, again really good.
And after our entrees, we had to top it off by sharing a piece of their homemade carrot cake.since we’d seen it recommended online. It was delicious, but so big, that along with our meal, we could only eat half of it. So we’ll have the rest of it with coffee tomorrow. And we’ll definitely be coming back here again before we leave.
One other thing, when we got to Passaretti’s we found that there was a wedding dinner going on in the back of the restaurant. And as it turned out, the hot rod out front was what the bride and groom drove from the church to the restaurant. Unfortunately, the honeymoon had to be delayed for a while when they came back out and found the flat tire. The delay however, probably wasn’t a big disappointment, since the bride was already noticeably pregnant.
Leaving the restaurant, we stopped off at Raley’s for some groceries. On the way, I wanted to check out this service station that had been converted into an auto parts store and antique car lot.
Or so I thought.
Old Studebakers, old Oldsmobile’s,
And for some reason, a bunch of old Volvos.
You’ve really got to like old cars to like old Volvos, don’t you.
A little research told me the real story about this place.
It’s not an antique car lot. The cars are not for sale. They are parked there to be an deliberate eyesore.
The owner of the lot, apparently very rich, has, since 2007, been refusing to sell his auto parts place to the city. They want to build something else there, but he wants no part of it.
The city supposedly keeps trying to find any kind of violation to get him out. So in retaliation, he bought all these old, ugly cars and parked them on his lot, right along the main street through South Lake Tahoe.
Sounds like my kind of guy.
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Thought for the Day:
The evils of government are directly proportional to the tolerance of the people.
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