Monthly Archives: February 2019

Like Carvana, But Smaller . . .

If you haven’t been able to tell, we’re having blog problems again. But this time it’s a problem with the Brava theme that I use.

It was working last night and early this morning, but died later in the morning. It’s apparently theme-related, since temporarily changing to a new theme fixes the problem. Temporarily, I hope!

I’m working on it.

If you missed yesterday’s blog due to the outage, be sure and go back and check it out.

Jan and I headed out about 11:45 up to the Friendswood area to meet up with some old Alvin Opry friends for a Mardi Gras lunch, complete with beads and a Mardi Gras King Cake.

But along the way we first stopped so I could get my hair cut. I also had him trim my beard just like last time, but I guess he misplaced my haircut records, or maybe my beard records, because he trimmed it a good big shorter than before. Leaving me with more like a Miami Vice 5 o’clock shadow.

Then it was on over to the La Casita Mexican Restaurant to meet  up with old friends, several of them who we haven’t seen in a good while.

La Casita Mardi Gras Party

We used to eat at La Casita all the time when the kids were little, but somehow got away from it. But it seemed just as good as we remembered.

Jan and Me at La Casita

Jan and I both had the Grilled Chicken Breast with Grilled Onions and Charro Beans.

La Casite Chicken dle la Plancha

Really good.

And of course, no Mardi Gras party is complete with a slice of King Cake.

La Casita King Cake

Luckily we didn’t get the Baby.

One thing I noticed was this mural in our dining room.

Cocorvada Hacienda

I was confused because this translates as the Hunchback’s Estate. I mean, do a lot of hunchbacks own haciendas?

When I asked the owner about it, he laughed and said he’d wondered about that too. He said it was his great grandfather’s village in Mexico. So when he asked his grandfather about it, he was told that the name came from a nearby mountain range.

Guess it’s better than the meaning of the Grand Tetons.

Saying our goodbyes after a great get-together, Jan and I headed over to the nearby WalMart for a few things, including picking up an online order that we made the other day.

I’m sure you’ve see those Carvana commercials featuring their Car Vending Machine.

Well, I was surprised to find that WalMart has their own version.

WalMart Pickup Tower 1

When you approach the keyboard housed in the base of tower, the window opens allowing you to enter your order number.

WalMart Pickup Tower 2

Then after a few seconds the hidden door above the keyboard opens and there’s your order.

WalMart Pickup Tower 3


Makes me want to order something else just to try it again.

Thought for the Day: 

If someone with multiple personalities threatens to kill himself, is it considered a hostage situation?


Bunny Tales . . .

If you haven’t been able to tell, we’re having blog problems again. But this time it’s a problem with the Brava theme that I use.

It was working last night and early this morning, but died later in the morning. It’s apparently theme-related, since temporarily changing to a new theme fixes the problem. Temporarily!

So I’m working on it.

This blog is one of those that my good friend Nick Russell calls a Potpourri. In my case it’s more of a hot mess consisting of some random thoughts and ramblings.

We’re now at 60 days and counting on our European Cruise, and Jan and I want to thank everyone for all their help and suggestions. It’s much appreciated. Especially since time will start passing much faster the closer our departure gets.

I’ve got my WiFi Thermostat up and working. It’s now paired with both my phone and tablet, and is displaying the temperature in the fridge using the attached probe.

C929 Thermostat Display

Based on the Hi and Lo temperature settings, it also turns a lamp on and off that’s plugged into the outlet on the front.

Now my problem is to connected up to control the refrigerator. I’m trying to avoid hooking it directly since that would mean trying to thread the probe from the outside compartment through the rig wall and into the fridge.

Since the fridge is already controlled by a Smart Plug through Amazon Alexa, my best hope is get the thermostat to control the fridge through Alexa’s Smart Plug. So I’m working on getting the two to communicate. I’ll keep you informed.

My blog yesterday about coffeeshops in Amsterdam and marijuana got a lot of comments, including some about drinking and smoking.

As far as Jan is concerned, growing up a Mormon, she’s never smoked. I probably smoked least than two packs of cigarettes total in my life, and never bought a single pack. I just bummed a few from others. I did smoke a pipe for a while, but that’s about it.

I did have a few ‘vague’ weekends during my college days, but quickly found it more fun to have a few beers to get a buzz, and then sober up drinking sodas, and enjoy all the drunken antics of my friends. Too bad I didn’t have a cellphone camera back then. Some of the photos would be prime blackmail fodder.

I did lose a long weekend in New Orleans one time. Somewhere along the line, this happened.


Things got a little fuzzy after that. I do remember we closed down the Playboy Club, and as we were leaving, and trying to remember where we left my car, we took a shortcut behind the club and through their employee parking lot.

And bumped into ‘Bambi’, the girl in the photo. Turns out ‘Bambi’ was her ‘Hutch’ name, while Mary Anne was her real one. She lived nearby and was waiting for one of the bouncers to walk her home, since it wasn’t exactly a nice area.

But her bouncer friend was tied up with the police for an altercation with a rowdy patron, so I ‘volunteered’ to walk her home, giving my friends the keys to go find the car.

Things got a little ‘more fuzzy’ after that, and unfortunately the next thing I really remember was getting out of a cab at our motel. All I know is that this was stuffed in my jacket pocket.

Playboy Bunny Tail 1

And yes, it’s what you think it is. And yes, I still have it.

Jan said she was surprised to see how well it was made. I said, “Well, it had to stand up to a lot of fondling.

Playboy Bunny Tail 2

The problem is that I really don’t know what I did to get it. But I’m sure I had fun.

Thought for the Day: 

I may not be that funny or athletic or good looking or smart or talented. I forgot where I was going with this.