Daily Archives: September 19, 2020
Coming Up . . .
Later in the afternoon, I crawled underneath the rig to check out my access to the oil filter adapter, so I can install the Helicoils tomorrow afternoon. And it looks like it will help my reaching the adapter if I use a propped up big piece of plywood to lay on to raise me up.
Coming up. Reliving our Viking River Cruise in May 2019 later in this blog.
September 19, 2009
A Long Day and Bad Roads…
Today we left Quebec about 9:30am for a 266 mile drive to Grenville RV Park in Johnstown, ON.
We needed to make this long trip to be sure we have time to see Niagara Falls and other places before our rally in Ohio on Sept. 27th.
Even though long, we expected the trip to be relatively easy because it was 4 lane all the way.
But that was not to be.
Passing thru the Montreal area we encountered the worst 4 lane road conditions we’ve ever seen.
The roads were either under construction, or should have been. And on top of that, they weren’t very well marked, either.
The one nice thing about the trip were the beautiful colors. Fall is here, at least in Canada. It’s amazing how much the leaves have changed just in the three weeks we were in Canada.
We arrived at Grenville RV Park in Johnstown, ON about 3:15pm and were given a very nice pull-thru site right on the St. Lawrence river.
After getting set up and settling in, we went out for dinner at a place recommended by the RV park called 730 Truck Stop Restaurant.
And like the truck stop restaurant in Houlton, ME that we really liked, this one was excellent also.
Getting back to the rig, we let Mister stretch his legs for a while before we went in for the night.
Thought For The Day:
Karma’s a Bitch, especially if you’re the Bitch.
September 19, 2010
Stormy Weather. . .
Although today’s forecast was for Partly Cloudy with a chance of rain, we awoke to Fully Cloudy, with this coming in on us. We’re right in the middle of this radar picture between League City and Texas City.
And while we were drinking coffee, this was the view out the front of the coach.
And a little while later it had deteriorated to this.
We’d already lost the satellite signal when the rains finally moved in.
And it rained and stormed with a lot of wind for the next several hours.
We left about 3 pm to have Linner/Lupper at Floyd’s Cajun Seafood, our favorite local Cajun place, and our favorite place for gumbo in this area. It’s not quite up to Mulate’s in Breaux Bridge, LA, but it’s real close, and and it’s less expensive.
Leaving Floyd’s we drove across the Interstate to Fry’s Electronics.to see if they’d gotten any more of the backup drives I was looking for. And luckily for me, they did.
Heading toward home we stopped off at Walmart for cat food and bird seed, and were home by a little after 5.
We’ll just have to see about the weather tomorrow.
Thought For The Day:
There are millions of paranoid people in the world and they are all out to get me.
East Texas Gate outside Carthage, TX
September 19, 2015
Summer’s Back . . .
Well, Summer’s back, apparently with a vengeance. That cooling-off that was supposed to come through on Monday, dropping temps back into the high 80’s, low 90’s went somewhere else, because now it’s mid to high 90’s as far as the eye can see. Of course that could change too.
Maybe it’s like talking about a possible no-hitter during the ball game and jinxing it.
Today was a little quieter than usual, with only 90 vehicles coming in, as opposed to the usual 120 – 130 we’ve been having recently. Don’t know if it was because it was the weekend or not, but it was nice anyway.
Right before I came on at 1pm, I went down and permanently installed my Mighty Mule Driveway Alarm system, using the plastic fence post I picked up from Tractor Supply on Friday.
Here’s what it looks like directly from the side.
Originally I had the transmitter hanging from one of the vines, but it wasn’t waterproof that way and was more visible.
Here’s what it looks like as you’re coming toward it.
The reason I’m trying to hide it somewhat is that a couple of years ago I had one like this stolen.
Don’t know what they could do with it without the receiver that it talks to, but $80 walked away. Ouch!
Because the sensor/transmitter are in one unit, the whole thing needs to be right beside the roadway, and it’s very visible.
But with the Mighty Mule, the sensor and the transmitter are two separate units separated by a 12 ft. cable. And the sensor itself is pretty inconspicuous. It’s that black pipe at the bottom of the first photo.
So far the Mighty Mule has a perfect record. It’s never missed a vehicle coming by it, and it’s never false alarmed. You can’t ask for any better than that.
On the false alarm question, I find I always enjoy reading the questions people ask about products on Amazon. In this case, the question was “Does the wind set it off?”, and the answer was, “Not unless the wind blows a car past it.”
There is one thing that bothers me about the unit though, and that’s the alarm sound.
It’s sharp.
No, not pointy sharp. Musically sharp.
The alarm sound is made up of four tones, three identical ones, and then a fourth, lower tone, like the opening four notes to Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony, i.e, G G G Eflat. But the alarm’s last tone is somewhere between an E and an F, and it just grates on my ears.
In a way I guess I’m kind of like Sheldon yelling at the mockingbird outside his office window that he accused of being tone deaf.
“Just pick a key and stick with it.”
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Thought for the Day:
Everyone has a right to be stupid. But politicians just abuse the privilege.
Still At An East Texas Gate
September 19, 2016
Another Month . . .
As usual Monday’s count picked up from the slow weekend, a lot of it due to salespeople trying to get an early start to the week. I guess some of it’s just subjective, because at 44 vehicles coming in, it was only 10 more than yesterday. But those extra 10 were concentrated in just a couple of hours so it made it seem like a lot more.
Today starts the beginning of our 2nd month here at Blue Moon Gate, and so far it hasn’t been bad at all. Not quite as good as last year’s Carthage Gate, mostly because of the sucky Wi-Fi/Internet and the distance to Wal-Mart. It’s hard to beat 4 bars of 3G/4G and 5 miles to Wal-Mart/Whataburger/Chicken Express/Sonic/ McDonald’s like we had last year, I guess.
We did get our Amazon order this afternoon, right on schedule, and Jan told the mail carrier lady that we had another one coming tomorrow. Today’s care package was a 2nd remote for the new Samsung TV, and a new computer mouse.
Tomorrow’s will be a new beard trimmer for me, and a couple of new AC to USB charger modules so it will be easier for Jan to keep her Kindles charged outside here under the canopy.
I still need to figure out what to do about our Internet here. I still haven’t been able to get our Wilson Booster working. It seems to work, i.e.its showing the correct lights, and if I bring the inside antenna near the outside antenna, it goes into feedback/overload just like it should. But as far as actually amplifying a 3G phone signal, zip, zero, nada, nyet.
The last time I used it in 2012, I was able to go from no signal whatsoever to 4 bars of 3G hitting a tower, that according to the Open Signal app, was 19.5 miles away. Now I’ve got 1 to 2 bars of 3G here, and I can’t seem to amplify it at all.
My fallback position here was to use the pad’s Wi-Fi, and I was able to get the password to the Company Man’s system, but unfortunately due to the distance his trailer is from our rig, the signal is OK sometimes, and not OK others. And the desktop computer in the coach can’t see it at all
I think maybe the variation in signal level I’m seeing is due to someone sitting at the Company Man’s desk between me and his Wi-Fi router. The water-filled human body is a good absorber of the 2.4 GHz Wi-Fi signal. In fact at a high enough level it can cook you.because that’s how a microwave oven works. It’s in the same 2.4 GHz band, just closer, more powerful, and concentrated.
So maybe don’t sit too close to your Wi-Fi router, especially if it makes you feel a little warm.
There are a couple of stronger Wi-Fi signals that show up and I’ve been trying to track down who owns them. But I found out tonight that it might not do me any good. As it turns out one of them is just a Wi-Fi data link between the drill rig and the directional drilling company’s instrumentation in their trailer. It’s not hooked up to the Internet at all. And I suspect the other signal might be the same.
So my next thought is to just get a better, stronger, directional Wi-Fi amplifier/antenna, mostly for the desktop in the rig for Jan. Outside here, my laptop and tablet are OK, not great, but usable.
So we’ll see what I come up with on Amazon.
On another note, I’m still trying to figure out what to do with my old RCA flat screen. I called what seems to be the only recycling center in B/CS today, and they don’t take TV’s, nor do they know anyone that does. So I may just have to find a lonely dumpster somewhere.
I still haven’t actually thrown away the box the new Samsung came in. I told Jan I want to keep if for at least two weeks before I throw it out, to get us through the ‘infant mortality’ phase in case I have to take it back. We’ll see.
After yesterday’s mini-rant on the lack of Fall, I guess Mother Nature heard me and decided to help out . . . somewhat. Although we’re still looking at temps in the mid-90’s for the next week or so, starting tomorrow night we’ll be having temps in the high 60’s for awhile.
So we’re halfway there.
Thought for the Day:
“What all the wise men promised has not happened, and what all the damned fools said would happen has come to pass.” —Lord Melbourne (1779-1848)
September 19, 2017
Zen and Rudy’s . . .
I slept in a little this morning, not feeling all that great, but I was on the road for Clear Lake by 10am, getting there a little after noon.
But although I stayed busy, I didn’t really visibly accomplish much. I spent part of the morning trying to change the owner’s wife’s laptop version of Microsoft Word from Spanish back to English.
Now how it got changed over to Spanish nobody knows, or will admit, but apparently it’s been that way for a while. And it’s still that way now. I tried repeatedly to reset it to English, but it wouldn’t stick. It would just change back. So after about an hour fooling with it, I just deleted Office and downloaded and installed latest version, 5.4.1, of LibreOffice, an really good MS Office clone.
Next I was trying to update some prices on the Tattoo website when I discovered that the admin password in Zen Cart had expired, which they do every 90 days. I’ve never accessed this site before, so I guess the ex-guy hadn’t done it for a while either.
So I clicked the Forgot Password? button, entered my email address, and about 30 seconds later I had a new temporary password. Easy Pezy, Right?
Wrong!
The new password didn’t work, Nor did the second or third one. And going to the Zen Cart website wasn’t much help either. So I submitted a help request and now I’ll just have to wait and see.
Heading back north a little after 4pm, I met Jan, and Chris and Charles Yust at the Rudy’s BBQ on I-45 north about 5:30 and we all got our BBQ fix.
Jan had the Chopped Baker,
while I got a Brisket Sandwich and a Jalapeno Sausage Link.
And of course, a quart of their fantastic creamed corn. Even Jan loves it, and she doesn’t really like corn. That’s how good it is.
Tomorrow we’ll move over to the Hillcrest RV Park in Punkin, TX, about 20 miles away, on the road to Livingston.
Since it’s so close, we probably won’t head out until about 1pm, so that’ll give us plenty of time to have brunch at the nearby Cracker Barrel about 11. And as it stands now we’re not even going to hook up the toad, but Jan will just follow along behind.
Thought for the Day:
Scientists say we’re due for the next ice age. So what if ‘global warming’ is the only thing holding it off?
September 19, 2018
A Sleeping Tiger . . .
Several readers asked why I hadn’t posted photos of Jan’s new Vera Bradley bags. When I was ready to photograph the bags, Jan was asleep on the sofa with them all clutched to her bosom. Never awaken a sleeping tiger.
But here they now.
First up is her new Shoulder Bag on the left, with the two lanyards draped across the top. Hers matches with mine the black. Everyone says we will need them on the cruise to hold our shipboard access passes. And on the right is a matching Cross The Shoulder mini version.
She also got this Over The Door travel bag that folds up and holds makeup and other toiletries. She didn’t get it in the matching print since she won’t be carrying it, and it would have been full price and not discounted 70% like the others. In fact, at full price it would have cost more than everything else put together.
That’s my girl.
When we were at WalMart yesterday, I was behind this lady who had piled up Halloween candy on the conveyer belt.
And this is only about half of what she had. Total was over $500.
When I asked her, “How many people come to your house on Halloween?, she said, “We usually get about 600 or so. It’s become kind of a party every year.”
Of course, if you’re really into Halloween you can could to Home Depot and get this 6 foot tall, animated, lighted dragon that roars.
It blows out smoke, and according to some Googling, you can make it breathe fire. And it’s only $300. Neat.
Now that our test drive is out of the way, and I’ve confirmed that our oil leak is fixed, I get back on my generator problem. I’ve been going over the manual and talking with Onan so I’ve got some more things to check on.
But if I don’t get it fixed before we leave for Florida on Oct 3rd, we’ll just get an earlier start before things heat up, and with the cooling temps on the way, we should be fine.
Tomorrow I’ve got a dermatologist’s appointment and then some errands, and well as lunch at East Star Chinese Buffet.
YUM!
Thought for the Day:
I used to be indecisive, but now I’m not so sure.
September 19, 2019
A Hot & Sour Soup Kind of Day . . .
Apparently, in some parts of Houston, it’s 3 feet (and more) high and rising. It’s been raining pretty steadily for 3 days now, and it seems now that there’s heavy flooding all over the Houston area.
A local TV weatherman reported that over 43” of rain had fallen northeast of Houston towards the TX-LA border in the last few days.
And although we had some high water in the ditches yesterday, by this afternoon it was just about gone. It was still raining lightly when we left about 1pm for lunch at Yummy Yummy’s.
We haven’t seen the sun in the last few days, and it hasn’t gotten above 75°. Not exactly cold, but good enough for a couple of bowls of Yummy’s Hot & Sour Soup. And those ‘couple’ of bowls were both for me.
Jan had to get her own.
Jan and I have gotten hooked on an new BBC series (at least new to us), but unfortunately, it’s a short term addiction.
Don’t know how many of you are Rowan Atkinson/Black Adder/Mr. Bean fans, but back in 2016 – 2017 he did a short-lived series based on 75 novels by Georges Simenon.
Atkinson plays Jules Maigret, a world-weary, measured and insightful detective, and are set in Paris in the 1950s.
And by ‘short-lived’, they did two 2-hour episodes in 2016, and then two more in 2017, with unfortunately, no more forthcoming.
The four episodes are presently showing on Ovation, and are well-worth your viewing, whether you’re a Rowan Atkinson fan or not. The cinematography is great, and it turns out that Atkinson is as good a serious actor as he is a comedy one.
Check it out.
Ardis, one of our Viking Bunch, sent over some photos she found on her phone that show our antepenultimate Taste of Germany meal on our Viking Cruise.
Jim and Deb
Mike and Melissa
Ardis and Larry
Ardis said that they’re doing another Viking cruise next March, this one from Paris to the Swiss Alps, and wanted to know if we were interested in accompanying them. But as I mentioned before, Jan said she would beat me to death with my own arm if I ever took her on another 8-10 hour flight.
And even our 3+ hour flight to NYC in December is pushing it.
Yours truly and my Sweetie
Thought For The Day:
It’s discouraging to think how many people are shocked by honesty and how few by deceit. – Noel Coward
