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We Can Hold It . . .
Jan and I headed up to Clear Lake about 1:30 this afternoon for another run at Eggcellence, the new Breakfast/Brunch/Lunch place across from Baybrook Mall.
We first tried it about a week ago, and really liked it, especially Jan’s favorite, their Greek Omelet.
Then we made a stop at my client’s to drop off an Amazon return for this afternoon’s UPS pickup. And while we were there we waited around for about 15 minutes for an Amazon delivery.
Then getting back to the Santa Fe area we stopped by Joe’s Hwy 6 Automotive to get an estimate on new struts and shocks for the Jeep. But, though they were supposed to be open until 5, they were locked up tight. So we’ll try again another time.
Finally, our last stop was at Cowboy Coffee so we could sit out on the patio and listen to the windchimes with our Pumpkin lattes, Jan’s cold and mine hot.
Recently I’ve been collecting all the needed parts to to rebuild our Sealand 510H toilet . . . again.
I replaced the original one while we were in Las Vegas in 2010, our 3rd year on the road. And I’ve rebuild it a couple of time since. And it looked to be that time again.
But taking it all apart and rebuilding it takes pretty much all day, or at least it has in the past. And to complicate things, until a lot of parks, ours doesn’t have any bathrooms, just a laundry. So I had arrange for Jan to spend this weekend up at Brandi’s while I did the toilet.
Then this morning, Jan asked why I just didn’t buy a new toilet. And after thinking it over, and totaling up the $75 in parts I had ordered from Amazon, I started looking toilets online.
I found that I could pick one up from PPL here in Houston for $350, but I found an online place that had it for $278 and it would be here early next week. And after entering my zip code it showed $0.00 for shipping.
Nice!
But when I went to checkout and pay,suddenly there was a $55 shipping charge.
Not Nice!
So then I decided to check out Amazon and found a 510+ for $298 with Free Prime Shipping, and it will be here this Monday.
Nice Again!
And since I’ll be able to pull out the old toilet and set the new one in place in about an hour, we can hold it that long.
I hope.
Thought For The Day:
You know that feeling you get when you meet someone and your heart skips a beat.
Yeah, that’s arrhythmia. You can die from that.
February 4, 2010
Ups and Downs…
First the Ups…
1. My yearly medical exam went fine yesterday and the doctor said I’m good for another 60 years or so. Or maybe she said 6 years. I’m not sure.
2. Even with the bad weather, I’m still managing to get some things done around the coach.
3. The weather is supposed to be good this weekend so hopefully I can get the rest of the stuff done.
4. We picked up our truck from the repair place
Now the Downs…
1. Driving our truck and rent car back to drop it off at the rental agency, our truck started losing oil pressure, sometimes dropping down to zero. Not a good thing. So it was back to the shop with the truck. Since they only did new shocks, rear brakes, and a tune-up, I don’t think it’s anything they did., Just bad luck. We’ll see.
2. It’s supposed to get real cold again here next week, maybe even snow. So more nasty weather while we’re trying to get ready to leave.
Hopefully tomorrow will be better…
February 4, 2011
Monterey’s and Mattress Pads . . .
5 Days and HOLDING . . .
Note the HOLDING. Originally we were going to leave here next Wednesday the 9th, but the new job came thru, and it’s going to be hard to get it done by then. So we’ll probably leave Saturday the 12th, but we’re not sure yet. We’re paid up here at the park until the 13th so we’ll definitely leave by then. We’ll see.
Jan’s still under the weather, but slowly getting better. Her cold is really hanging on,
I fixed coffee and then made some calls to clients to set up some appointments for later in the week.
About noon I headed out to Fry’s up in Webster to pick up a scanner for a client and grab a bowl of Chicken Tortilla Soup at Monterey’s Little Mexico. Just the thing for this cold weather. Jan wasn’t really hungry, so she fixed something at the rig.
Getting home Jan and I stripped the bed linens so we could install our new heated mattress pad and swap out the spread for a lighter one. We have a heavy one for winter and a light one for summer. And, yeah, it’s not summer yet, and it’s not warm, but we always leave the heavy one here since it takes up a lot of room.
Our old Sunbeam heated mattress pad was on its last legs and I was tried of repairing it. But a new one was $130 at Walmart.
But when I was in Sam’s Club picking up our prescriptions the other day, I saw this one for $40. Checking online showed me Amazon was selling it for $80. A great buy.
And the online reviews were pretty good, so we’ll see how it goes.
2021 Update: Ten years later this mattress pad is still going strong. A great buy for $40
By later in the afternoon it was warm enough to hook the water line back up, both to do laundry and fill the water tank back up.
Then at about 9 pm the temperature was down to about 28 so I went outside and disconnected and drained the hose again.
It’s supposed to go down to 23 degrees tonight and then finally warm up into the 60’s for most of next week.
More tomorrow . . .
Thought for the Day:
History repeats itself, first as tragedy, second as farce. – Karl Marx
February 4, 2012
Well, I tried to sleep in . . .
and was doing just fine until about 9 am a thunder boomer went off right overhead and was strong enough to rock the coach. It certainly got my attention, believe me.
But since I was up, it was time for coffee while we listened to the rain pouring down. I had hoped to get some more stuff done outside today, but it sure looks iffy now.
Finally about 11:30, during a lull in the rain, I drove over to the hardware store in Dickinson to get the stainless steel bolts I needed to finish installing the new wipers on the rig. But by the time I got back it was pouring down again.
Our daughter Brandi sent us some pictures from Denver where she’s attending a friend’s baby shower this weekend.
Looking at these shots I’m not so upset about all the rain we’ve been having.
About 1 pm there was another lull in the rain so I went outside and finished up installing the wipers on the rig. Another item to check off the list before we leave.
Coming back inside, I checked the measurements and decided to go ahead and install the handle/towel rack on the side of Jan’s new kitchen cart.
It should make it a little easier to move around.
Since I wasn’t getting much done with all the bad weather around, Jan and I decided to do a movie this afternoon, so about 2:30 we headed up to Webster to the Star Cinema Grill.
And yes, it is a movie theater, not a grill. Well, actually it’s both. It was originally a 6 screen theater that got put out of business a number of years ago when 30 screen and 18 screen complexes came in nearby.
So about 8 years ago someone bought it up, completely refurbished it, tore out every other row of seats, and put small tables in front of the remaining seats. And on each table is a call button.
There are menus and order slips on each one, also. You write down what you want, press the call button, and hand the slip to the waiter when he shows up. You can order directly from the waiter if you want, but the slips are quicker. And the waitstaff are all dressed in black so they don’t draw attention.
The menu is very much like a T.G.I. Fridays, or an Applebee’s, and it is good food. They also have a full bar so you can have a glass of wine with your dinner if you like.
We always try to get there about 30 minutes before the show starts. This allows us to get in, get seated, and get our order in. Doing it this way means our food shows up just about as the movie starts. Very convenient.
Jan was happy to see one new addition to the menu – cupcakes from the Cheesecake Factory. They come in orders of two, and you can mix and match Red Velvet and/or Marble.
Delicious.
It’s also very nice to decide halfway through the movie that you want some popcorn, and you just push your button. But the really great thing about their popcorn is that it’s fresh, really fresh. Unlike the big theaters they don’t pop it ahead of time. It’s done all during the evening as they need it. And boy, is is good.
I’d almost forgotten how good hot, buttery movie popcorn can be.
One of the other nice things is No Crying, Screaming, Running Kids. They don’t allow any children under 5 years old, and they only allow 5 to 17 when with an adult. Very peaceful.
The movie we went to see was “One For The Money”, based on the Janet Evanovich best-seller. She’s now up to number 18, and both Jan and I really enjoy her books.
And we both really enjoyed the movie, too. Katherine Heigl turned out to be very good as the heroine Stephanie Plum, and Debbie Reynolds was a hoot as her grandmother. Hopefully “Two for the Dough” won’t be too far behind.
And of course we used RunPee, as usual. For new readers, RunPee.com is a website that lists every movie, and the best time for a pee break. And it also tells you what happened while you were gone. But since this movie was only 1 hour, 46 minutes long, we didn’t need a break.
And now, even better, there’s an app for that. It not only gives you times, but also has a timer that you start at the beginning of the movie. It then vibrates twice two minutes before the break, and once, one minute before the break. Very nice.
We got out of the movie a little before 5:30, and before heading home, I made a quick stop at a client’s office before we headed over to Brandi’s to pick up a package from Amazon, and get in a little Landon time.
Lowell, with the help of his sister Sherry, seemed to have be doing just fine taking care of Landon while mommy’s gone.
After a couple of more stops we got home about 7:30 just ahead of more rain.
On second thought that Denver snow is starting to sound better and better.
Thought for the Day:
Of course I could agree with you, but then we would both be wrong.
February 4, 2013
The Clock is ticking down . . .
and we’ve got just two weeks to go here at Galveston Bay RV Park.
After coffee this morning I started back on a few of the small things on my “Do Before We Leave” List
First up was to install the new 26” Denso Wipers on the rig. I did have to modify the mounts a little bit to make them fit right, but I think these will clean the windshield about better than the others. I guess we’ll see when it starts raining.
Next up I installed the AstroTurf Step Map that I bought a while back.
These do a really good job of keeping your shoes clean, and the first one lasted for 5 years, so another one was in order.
Changing out the mat consisted of just cutting the 3 zip ties that held the old on, and then zip tying the new one. Done.
After a few other things, Jan and I headed out about 1:45 for her Ophthalmologist’s appointment for this year. And after about 2 hours she was given a clean bill of health.
Heading home, we made a quick stop at HEB for a few things, including stocking up on a couple of bags of our favorite flavored coffee beans that are only available from them.
Before we left home earlier, we started a slow cooker of homemade Chicken Tortilla Soup and by the time we got home, it was pretty much ready to go. All I had to do was slice up some jalapenos and dump them in the pot.
Really good and we have enough for another meal.
Tomorrow Jan has her yearly Doctor’s appointment at 8am. I have mine next Monday and then we’ll be done for this year.
Later tomorrow I have a couple of client appointments to wrap some things up. I’m glad that my computer work is starting to wind down, so I’ll have more time to get rig stuff done.
Thought for the Day:
“When the debate is lost, slander becomes the tool of the loser”. – Socrates
February 4, 2014
Save Every Last Inch!
I had planned to print out 1272 address labels last night for a client’s mail out, but it was not to be. My 6 week old HP printer would not turn on. It was working fine before I packed it away for the re-flooring, but It was dead now.
So I had to get up early and head down to the client’s to try and print them out there. The only problem was that he doesn’t have a copy of the address label program on any of his computers. I took a copy of the program folder to see if I could get it running on his machine without installing it from scratch.
But as I figured that didn’t work, so before I went down to Fry’s to buy another copy, I thought I’d try online to see if I could buy and download a copy of the program right then. And I lucked out. I could download a free ‘trial’ version that would work 20 times before you had to buy it.
And 10 minutes later I had my 43 pages of labels done.
After wrapping things up there I headed home, with a stop off at Wal-Mart to exchange my dead printer for a live one. I had found the receipt and the serial number on it matched the printer, so I figured I was all set. But not quite.
When I got to the WM Customer Service desk, I told them the printer was dead, showed them the receipt, and waited for them to tell me to go get another one from the back. But it didn’t quite work out that way.
My receipt was torn and that barcode printed at the bottom of every receipt was missing. Although they could confirm that the serial numbers matched and they were able to call up the sale on the computer via the transaction number, they said they could not issue the exchange without scanning the barcode. The computer just wouldn’t let them. So they said there was nothing they could do.
So stubborn as I am, I started climbing the supervisor ladder, looking for the one that could make this happed. Finally after 6 rungs, I came to the Associate Assistant Manager (the 3rd highest guy, behind the Manager and the Assistant Manager). He listened to the problem, said no problem, and told the Customer Service lady how to do it. Then he entered his code and used his special key, and I was done.
Persistence Pays. And remember, save ALL of your receipt. Every last inch.
Getting home, I entered the coach to the delicious smell of the big batch of Crockpot Chili that Jan had been brewing up all day. And it tasted even better than it smelled.
Tomorrow morning Jan and I have our yearly doctor’s appointments, starting at 8:45. Hopefully it won’t take too long.
Thought for the Day:
I never said all actors are cattle; what I said was all actors should be treated like cattle. – Alfred Hitchcock.
February 4, 2015
Home . . . At Last
Jan and I were up at 7 this morning to get ready to finally head home. At least as much home as we have while full-timing.
Luckily for me, the rain had pretty stopped by the time I went outside to start disconnecting and putting stuff away, so that helped speed things up.
The only thing a little different this morning was the fact that it took the airbags so long to come up. Our coach has an automatic moisture purge system on it, and after a period of cold, wet weather, the air system runs through a purge cycle before it comes up to full pressure. So we just have to sit and wait until it’s done.
The trip, in on I-10, south on the Sam Houston Tollway, then south on I-45 to Dickinson. went smoothly, with even some blue skies along the way. At the Dickinson exit, we looped back up the Interstate and parked in the large parking lot next to Monterey’s Little Mexico. I’d been too long without a bowl of their Chicken Tortilla Soup, and Jan loves their Beef Fajita Nachos, so that was our lunch stop.
Finishing lunch, I unhooked the toad and Jan followed me up to the Buc-ee’s on SR96 where I topped off the rig tank for $2.29 a gallon. And if I’d wanted to go a little further, down to the new big Buc-ee’s in La Marque, I could have gotten it for $2.24.
We pulled into the Galveston Bay RV Resort about 2pm and drove right to our spot, site 103.
And at that point things pretty much came to a screeching halt as far as Jan was concerned. We had planned to pull straight into the site, instead of backing in. As Jan said, why have a water front site if you can’t look at the water.
But because the pedestals on these new sites are all the way at the end, I would not have enough electrical cord to reach it. In past years we have parked straight in with no problems because the pedestal was about halfway along the site, and my cord would reach the pedestal underneath the rig with no problems. We noticed a couple of other Class A’s around that were using 50amp extension cords, but we weren’t quite ready to try that yet.
Jan said that we should drive around the park and look at some of the cheaper sites, since she didn’t want to pay $625 a month and not see water and birds. We found several of the cheaper, interior sites open, but Jan said why don’t we check out the section where we usually stay.
When I called GBRV last Thursday after finding out the new sites were open, I asked if anyone had moved from the old area to the new area, and was told no. But checking this afternoon, we found two sites in our old area vacant, 76 and 78. And we had stayed in 76 before. Getting back to the office, we found out that 76 was available, so we immediately took it, got the rig parked, and got set up.
So Jan got her wish, her water view out the windshield.
And even better, it’s $100 a month cheaper than the other site.
Later, about 5pm, we met Chris and Linda at the Chili’s up in Webster. Unfortunately we didn’t get to see our granddaughter Piper, who was working at UTMB Hospital down in Galveston in the OB/GYN area. She spends part of her time as a Ward Clerk, and the rest actually assisting with deliveries and other patient care.
Right now she’s working full-time at the hospital, and also going to school, working toward her RN degree, with her ultimate goal of becoming a Nurse Practitioner.
It looks like we will be able to see Piper tomorrow night though so we’re looking forward to that.
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Thought for the Day:
It’s a rare person who wants to hear what he doesn’t want to hear. – Dick Cavett
February 4, 2016
A Problem Solved ??
or An Unexpected Roadtrip.
Jan and I were just starting on our walk this morning when our son Chris called. He was coming back from Burnet and had stopped for lunch at the Whataburger up in La Grange and noticed the rear tire on his bike was starting to come apart.
He asked if he could leave his bike here at our site while we took him home to Friendswood. Then he’ll come back up here tomorrow with a trailer and take it back home.
ROADTRIP!
Waiting for Chris to show up, we finished up our walk, making 1.1 miles. Getting back to the rig, we finished up our coffee and muffins just about the time Chris showed up.
And about 1pm we were on the road down to Clear Lake, getting to Chris’ a little before 3. Then with his wife Linda, we were off right down the road to Barcenas Mexican Restaurant, one of our favorite Mexican places in the Clear Lake area.
We’ve been eating here since they opened in 1998, and it’s one of our go-to places, especially since they’re only about a mile from our house. And in fact, when we were living in an apartment the year before we started RV’ing, we were right across the street and could just walk over.
Everyone got something different, with Linda getting the Taco Salad, Chris’ Beef Fajita Nachos, Jan’s Tex-Mex Enchiladas, and my Fajitas con Enchiladas.
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It had a large piece of Fajita steak, two cheese enchiladas, rice, beans, and pico de gallo. Barcenas is known for their fajitas, and it’s easy to see why, Very tender, and very delicious
Our trip down to Chris’ worked out great for another reason, since I had finished cleaning Piper’s computer so I was able to bring it with us. And it gave us a chance to take care of a couple of other errands.
There’s a car wash place down here called Ocean Car Wash that we’ve really liked for for years. They give the absolute best car wash we’ve ever gotten anywhere in the US. Their brushes will get any dirt, grime, or grunge off.
In fact, on our 2014 gate, when we got showered by a drilling mud explosion at the nearby drilling rig, it was the only car wash we tried that got it off the truck. And I don’t know what wax they used, but the truck literally glows white afterwards. So a car wash was first on our list.
Then it was right across the street to the Krogers for a few things, some of which was their coffee. We really like their Private Selection house brands of Toasted Hazelnut and Vanilla Biscotti, and wanted to pick some up since there’s not a Krogers near Columbus.
Now heading toward home we made quick stop for lattes at the Baybrook Starbuck’s, and I got a free one. I asked for Chesnutt Praline, and they were out, so we got Cinnamon Dolce’s. But since they were out, we got one of them free. Neat!
We were back on I-45 heading home by about 5pm, with a quick potty stop at the Brookshire Flying J, finally getting back to the rig about 7:15. We were coming home right in the middle of the Houston rush hour, but we only lost about 20 minutes along the way, so it wasn’t bad.
Wrapping up, I’m about 90% certain I know what’s causing my clogged black tank. As happens sometimes, I woke up in the middle of the night with a idea.
Putting together, all the symptoms, the fact it will drain slowly and then stop, which means it’s not a solid clog, and more importantly, the fact that when you do flush it, it bubbles and gurgles.
So I’m pretty sure I have a clogged vent pipe, causing a vacuum in the tank, keeping it from emptying completely.
We got back too late tonight to fool with it, but tomorrow I’m going to open the black valve and then flush the toilet. This should break the vacuum and let the tank drain.
Then tomorrow I’ll get up on the roof and use a long fiberglass rod I have to rod out the vent pipe.
The only thing to watch out for is that the water in the toilet bowl may kick back when we flush it the first time and erupt out. So I’ll partially cover the bowl with a garbage bag and put the lid down. Hopefully this will contain the problem.
I’ll let you know more tomorrow.
Thought for the Day:
We are an impossibility in an impossible universe. – Ray Bradbury
February 4, 2017
And Just In Time Too . . .
Well, I’m sure you’ll all be glad to know that we finally got the rig moved forward this afternoon. So now I won’t be complaining about it anymore on the blog. Now I’ll have to find something else.
Moving the rig forward about 10 feet turned out to be pretty easy. Especially since I was able to get unstuck with no problems.
We didn’t do much to prepare. I just unhooked the water and sewer hoses since they run in front of the rear wheels, and Jan opened the front curtain. Didn’t take down the TV. Didn’t pull in the slide.
I cranked up and waited a couple of minutes for the coach to come up on the airbags while Jan stood outside and watched the position of the rear wheels.
I first put it reverse and rocked back a little, and then in drive and rocked forward a bit, wanting to break the tires loose from the muck. I did this several times until I was sure I had broken any suction from the mud.
Then putting it in drive again, I started slowly increasing the throttle with as light a touch as I could, not wanting to spin the tires. And slowly, very slowly, the tires lifted out of the rut and we moved forward a few feet.
Jan signaled me when the tires were completely out of the hole and I stopped. Pulling a couple of heavy-duty door mats out of a storage bay, I laid them out in front of both rear duals. Then watching for Jan’s signal again, I pulled forward again until the wheels were squarely on the mats.
You can see from the wet edge of the tire how sunk in we were, and if you look carefully you can see the edge of the mat sticking out from under the tire. So now, even if/when we have more rain, I should have no trouble getting a moving start to get on our way in a couple of weeks. Or less, actually.
We’ve actually had these mats from a previous time we were stuck in an RV site, that time at the fairgrounds in Sioux Falls, SD that I mentioned a few days ago. I bought them at a local hardware store to try and get myself unstuck. I tried to dig out in front of the rear wheels to get the mats underneath the tires so I could drive out, but no luck.
So that’s when I finally gave up and called Good Sam’s ERS who sent out a winch truck who was able to quickly pulled me out.
And yes, the rig is filthy, from our trip over here from Columbus last October when we had a 10 mile long muddy dirt road construction area along the way. I had hoped to have a chance to get out the pressure washer while we were in Kenedy, but it was either raining a lot, or I was working.
So I’ll wait until we get back to Colorado River to take care of the problem. I had hoped there might be a Blue Beacon Truck Wash along our way, but no such luck.
So far it’s been dead slow today and tonight. They’re switching over from the first two holes to second two, so all the incoming/outgoing sand trucks are on hold. Nice, but kind of boring, since I don’t have consistent Internet to occupy my time.
Jan finally has a working cell phone again. The old battery died and wouldn’t hold a charge. You could charge it 100%, unplug the charger, and then try to call it. And as soon as the call came through, the phone would shutdown and reboot.
I knew it was the battery since if you left it plugged into the charger, you could make and receive calls. But a cell phone that has to stay plugged in all the time is kind of useless. However locating a new battery proved difficult since her LG Revere flip phone was 5 or 6 years old.
I could get one from Batteries Plus, but it had to be special-ordered and was $40. Heck, the phone was free when I got it. So I’m not paying $40 for a battery for it.
I did find a genuine LG battery for only $4.80 plus free shipping on Amazon, but it was 2 to 3 week delivery. But finally I bit the bullet and ordered it, hoping it would get to us before we left the area. And it finally showed up yesterday. I quickly figured out why it took so long to get here. It was shipped from China via DHL Global Mail.
But it was worth the wait. After a full charge, Jan’s phone is working great now. But still glad I only spent $4.80 for it.
Looks like we got the rig unstuck just in time since it’s now pouring down rain here at the gate, though I don’t know about the RV park in Cuero.
But at least it’s done.
Thought for the Day:
Apparently using the word ‘forecast’ for weather predictions was chosen by a British meteorologist in 1860 because he didn’t like the then-preferred term, ‘prophecy’.
Personally, based on the accuracy of most forecasts, weather prophecy is probably a better term.
February 4, 2018
Never Again . . .
Catching up with yesterday, Jan and I left the rig about 5:30 for our evening out. The first stop was for dinner right up the road at Pho 20.
We both started out with our favorite House Crunch Salad with their delicious home-made Miso Dressing.
Then we split an order of Shrimp Spring Rolls,
and I tried a bowl of their WonTon Soup for the first time.
And I’ll have it again. A very fragrant broth, with the wontons filled with a mixture of pork and shrimp. DELICIOUS!
Finishing up we headed up to Pearland and Billy’s Hall to see Tony Booth and many others at Tony’s Birthday Bash.
We did enjoy catching up with many of our old Alvin Opry friends that we haven’t seen in a number of years since the Alvin Opry shut down.
We had a great time, but but had to listen more than we observed, since this was our view of the stage a lot of the time. And if you ask them to sit down, more just took their place.
But we did get to see Tony
and several of our other favorite singers.
Hopefully we can do this again soon at another show.
Sunday started off quietly before we left the rig about 1:20 to meet our friends Jan and Dale Thompson at Stomp’s Burger Joint over on TX146.
My Jan got her usual Outlaw Burger with Cheddar/jack blend, picante sauce, diced & grilled jalapeños, onion, lettuce, tomato, and mayo.
Dale’s Jan went to the sweet side with the Jezzabelle Burger, with Cream cheese/ raspberry chipotle sauce, lettuce, and mayo.
Dale and I both got the Hog Wild Burger with a patty with bacon blended in , cheddar/jack blend, lettuce, tomato, onion, pickle, and mayo.
Of course all these burgers come with a 8oz hand-formed Angus Beef patty.
And of course you can’t go to Stomp’s without getting an order of their fantastic Onion Rings.
We had a great time once again getting together with Jan and Dale, and will do it again soon.
Finally heading up to Webster, Jan got her hair done at the local SuperCuts with her favorite stylist. Then it was off toward the WalMart on El Dorado. But we passed a Jiffy Lube along the way that wasn’t busy so I decided to get my oil changed.
But never again at Jiffy Lube. The last time I got my oil changed was in Rapid City, SD this past summer, and I think it was $$34.99 at a local oil change chain.
But I would had swallowed my gum if I’d been chewing gum when I went to pay up here. It was $77 and change.
The oil change itself was $66.99, but to really rub my nose in it, that price DID NOT include the filter and the oil itself.
The filter was $5 and the high mileage oil was $6.99.
So I paid a couple of guys $67 to unscrew and screw back in the drain plug, and to pour oil in the top. I guess that’s why there were no price lists around on the walls.
I think the last time I used Jiffy Lube was about 3 years ago when it was around $35 so I expected it to be more this time, but not twice as much.
OUCH!
After we finished up at WalMart and were on the way home, we stopped off at Jason’s Deli for a salad for Jan’s lunch tomorrow.
Thought for the Day:
Nothing quiets a room like a 12ga. chambering a shell.
February 4, 2020
The Big Salad . . .
Some of you may get this.
About 1pm we headed out, with our first stop at the nearby self-service car wash. This was the first time I’ve had a chance to get the oil off the truck since our recent failed test drive up to the Buc-ee’s in Katy. And I’ve found that the full-service car wash often won’t accept an oil-covered vehicle because they don’t want to get oil on their brushes. And it only took me about 10 minutes to get the XXXX of the oil off.
Then it was off to the nearby Black Bear Diner for lunch. Jan, who seems to on a new dish roll lately, got their Crispy Chicken Cobb Salad, which along with their home-made Bacon Ranch Dressing, made Jan’s new favorite dish.
Of course next time she may have another new favorite. You never can tell.
In my case, when I find something good, I tend to stick with it. I mean I’ve been with Jan for almost 53 years, right?
Of course that means I once again got the Bacon Cheeseburger Salad, also with the Bacon Ranch dressing. You can’t have too much Bacon, right?
I don’t know where they get their hamburger meat from, but this is probably the best tasting meat I’ve ever had. Of course, it’s even better since I got them not to cook it well-done.
The first couple of times I got this, the meat was so well-done it was down right crunchy. So now I always remind them to make it medium, and it’s delicious.
After that I dropped Jan off to get her hair done while I drove over to a nearby full-service car wash to get the truck cleaned up again, also well as doing a thorough vacuuming of the inside.
Then it was a WalMart stop, a Krogers stop, and then finally home.
Tomorrow will be my last day at work for a while, but I may not actually do a lot AT work. I’ve got to install both a Ring doorbell at my client’s home, as well as a new Sound Bar on their TV
In this case it’s the same one that I got last year.
It can be hooked up either directly, or by Bluetooth or Optical. And it has a great sound.
Check it out!
Thought For The Day:
The more I get to know certain people, the more I realize why Noah only let animals board the ark.
We Came This Close . ..
Jan and I finished up the last 3 episodes of Grimm last night. Still a great series.
So now we’re looking for a new one to replace it.
We normally have four series in rotation, so now we’re looking for a replacement.
One thing that does frustrate me with our new streaming lifestyle is that there is no consistency between how all the different streaming services handle fast forward and reverse.
Some you have to pause first and then you can go forward or back. Some you don’t have to pause, but you can. Some show you a little preview window, while some don’t.
It’s always an adventure.
A couple of weeks ago, we came this close (picture fingertips really close together to becoming ex-RV’ers. Though in a way I have we hung up the keys, so to speak.
I had been talking about getting back under the rig to take another shot at my oil leak problem, when Jan said that she had been thinking about us moving out of the rig and into an apartment.
Now this was a big surprise, since two years ago, before we sold our house, she was pretty adamant that she loved living in the rig, and didn’t want to move back into the house and just use the RV when we wanted to travel. Of course she very possibly could have changed her mind in that period of time.
Or at least that’s what I thought.
So we started looking at apartments online, checking out locations in the Clear Lake /Webster area. And also checking out the reviews. And it did not go well.
Places that looked nice had horrible reviews – Roaches, Bedbugs, Break-ins to cars and apartments, shoddy maintenance, loud music, mamajuana fumes, etc..
A few of them we drove by, but didn’t visit Since Jan wanted a 1st floor unit with a patio, that did restrict our choices a little since many places did not have ground floor units available.
But finally we found a place that seemed to meet all of Jan’s requirements. (Hey, Jan’s requirements are my requirements. That’s why we’ve been happily married for 53+ years. If Jan’s happy, I’m happy.) It was called the Ravello at Tuscan Lakes, and it was the only one we actually toured.
It was a 2BR, 2BA, ground floor unit with a patio. At about 1250 sq.ft., it was only about 75 sq.ft. smaller than our 3BR, 2BA house. And at $1430 per month it was at the very tippy-top of what we wanted to pay.
The problem was that tippy-top was rock bottom on what it would actually cost us per month. Because the add-on’s will kill you, as one review said about another complex.
To the $1430, you have to add a $47valet garbage fee (which means they pick it up at your door), $20 for Karma, and $10 for something else. So now we’re at $1527 a month.
But wait, there’s more, as they say. Next we have about $75 for water, $125 for power, and about $100 for Internet.
So now we’re a little over $1800. Ouch. That’s almost 3-1/2 times what we pay here.
Plus we’re looking at about $2000 of deposits, and a house full of furniture, since we kept nothing from our house. We either sold it or gave it to the kids.
As our son Chris said, “It’s expensive living out here in the real world.”
Our site rent is $430, and that’s up $30 since January 1st, the first increase since we got here in October of 2017. And that includes water, and high-speed WiFi internet. Year round our bill averages about $525 a month. For instance February’s bill was $539, since we’ve been having to run the heaters a good bit.
So after I put pencil to paper, and ran the numbers, I told Jan we could certainly do it, but we’ would have to cut back on our lifestyle somewhat, I.e. eating out 4-5 times a week, day trips to places, etc.
Then Jan said, “But I love our lifestyle!”.
So I told her then we’d have to start pulling some money out of savings every month to make up the difference, instead socking away a little every month like we do now. But she didn’t like that idea either.
But as we talked it over, I began to pick up on little things she was saying, and then it all became clear.
Jan was wanting to get out of the RV because she just didn’t feel safe traveling in our now 22 year old American Eagle any more. She was afraid that something would happen to us because it was so old.
And apparently she starting feeling this way somewhat, after our big blow-out in May 2015. She said it was like a bomb going off right under her seat when it happened, and she’s never really gotten over it.
So once I knew what the problem was, the solution was very simple.
We’re just not going to travel in the RV anymore. We’ll continue to do cruises and car trips, but the RV is staying put. Or if we really get hitch itch we’ll just rent a Class C from CruiseAmerica like we did in 2007 for our first RV trip.
So I guess you could say we’re now living in a ‘Parked Model’.
And it makes sense in other financial ways too. If I have to put the rig in the shop to fix the oil leak (assuming my latest upcoming attempt doesn’t fix it) I’m looking at $2000-$3000 for sure. And I had already figured on replacing our 6 year old tires the end of 2021, which would be another $3000+.
And when you look at it that way, it’s hard to justify putting $6000+ into said 22 year old rig.
I do want to try and get it running, even if it leaks oil, in case we want to dodge an incoming hurricane, but otherwise it’s down for the count.
But stay tuned. You never know.
Thought For The Day:
It ain’t what you don’t know that gets you into trouble. It’s what you know for sure that just ain’t so. – Mark Twain
February 3, 2011
Biocide and Borders . . .
6 Days and Counting . . .
This morning we started off trying to warm up with a cup of hot coffee. We’re still running on internal water since it never got warm enough or sunny enough to thaw out the water faucet.
And now they’re talking about 1-3” on snow tonight and tomorrow morning.
Yayyyy! Just what we spend the winter in Houston for.
About 11 I headed up to Seabrook to A.E.R. Supply to pick up the 4 bolt to 2 bolt toilet adapter. Hopefully this will once and for all fix the mounting problem for the new toilet I bought in Las Vegas last year.
Leaving there I went next door to Lakewood Yacht Supply to buy a bottle of Biocide. Since we’ve had so much rain I want to treat my diesel tank before we hit the road.
The bottle should last a while. The pint container treats 1250 gallons of diesel.
Coming home I stopped at Wendy’s for a lunch of Spicy Chicken Sandwiches and Fries.
After lunch I got back to work on pulling up the carpet in the front of the rig. Today I removed the chair by the computer table so I could pull up the carpet underneath. I also started pulling up the carpet in front of the steps. The only thing I have left is what’s under the two front chairs.
Then about 5:45 we headed up to Pasadena to meet our friend Barbara at Border’s Grill & Cantina for dinner. Then we went over to Barbara’s house for some wine, conversation, and working on her stereo.
We finally got home about 11:15pm after a long day.
Jan’s been a little under the weather the last few days fighting off a cold, so hopefully she’ll be feeling better tomorrow.
More then . . .
Thought for the Day:
Friends come and go, but enemies accumulate.
February 3, 2012
Snow and Rain-X . . .
Today we were up early again, for the third day in a row. Luckily tomorrow we can sleep in.
Our raison d’etre was to take our daughter Brandi to Houston-Hobby Airport to catch a Frontier Airlines flight to Denver. She’s going out for the weekend for a friend’s baby shower.
On the way to Brandi’s we heard on the radio that Southwest Airlines had suspended all flights into Denver until after 1pm, so we hoped she’d get out OK since her flight didn’t even leave Houston until 12:20pm
Dropping Brandi off at the airport, we headed over to our doctor’s office to correct some problems with our prescriptions. It seems like it’s always easier to get these things straightened out face to face.
By this time it was after 11am, and since we were driving right by the place, we decided to have lunch at the Texas Tea Room for some of their delicious soup and sandwiches
After lunch, I made a quick visit to a client before we started for home. Of course, along the way I made a quick stop at Fry’s Electronics to check on a warranty problem, and then we stopped at Buc-ee’s for cappuccinos and a newspaper.
Then finally it was home for the day.
After a short nap, (too short, but I had stuff to do.) I went outside to work on some more things to get us ready to travel in about two weeks.
First I used a piece of plastic hose to siphon the old windshield washer fluid out of both the rig and the truck and replaced it with Rain-X fluid. I recently bought Rain-X windshield wipers and read that they work better and last longer with the Rain-X fluid. So I thought I’d give it a try.
Next, and while I was in the area, I started to replace the wipers on the rig with the new Rain-X ones. I’d replaced the ones on the truck a couple of weeks ago, but got rained out before I could do the rig. But I didn’t get too far this time either.
The rig wipers are held on the arms by machine bolts and I noticed they were pretty rusty. So tomorrow I’ll stop off at the hardware store and get some stainless steel ones to take care of that problem.
Next up I replaced the outside and the inside water filters. The outside one is a Culligan RV-800 and just mounts on the faucet hose.
Up until last year I had always used one of those blue ones that everybody, including Wal-Mart, sells. But while we were staying at an RV park outside Glacier National Park this past year, my blue one just up and split open one day.
Since the park had a store, I check’em to see what they had, and that’s when I found the Culligan. It was about the same length as the blue ones, but bigger around. And even better, it was rated for a lot more gallons than the blue ones. So I decided to give it a try.
And as it turns out, it’s a really good filter, especially in places like Elkhart, IN that have a lot of iron in the water. This year, for the first time, we had no rust stains in the lavatory while we were in Elkhart.
Last thing before I went inside, I dumped a couple of ounces of biocide into my diesel tank. I came into the park with a full tank of fuel which helps cut down on the condensation and water in the tank, which keeps the algae from growing, which keeps the algae from clogging the fuel filters. It’s a vicious cycle.
Then it was inside for the fun one, the one under the sink that feeds the icemaker and the drinking fountain. It’s not easy to get to, even if it has snap-in connectors. The one I bought was supposed to be a direct replacement for the one I had, but it sure didn’t hook up the same.
Once the old one is hooked in, no amount of pulling would release it until you push the button on the connector. However, it didn’t take much pulling at all for the new one to pop loose.
Just picturing in my mind the coach flooded after the new one came loose while we weren’t here, I grabbed my Droid and about 30 seconds later had the correct one on the way from Amazon. It’ll be here tomorrow and I’ll install it then.
About this time Jan heated up some great King Food Chicken in Hot Garlic Sauce with Fried Rice, an Egg Roll, and Hot and Sour Soup. Really good dinner.
After a great meal, I got to work on assembling the Kitchen Cart we got from Wal-Mart a week or so ago.
When we had the washer/dryer out of the cabinet for repair around Christmas time, Jan really enjoyed using it for extra counter space, so we decided to find something to replace it. And we found this at Wal-Mart.
Mine ended up looking like this.
I left the towel rack/handle off the left side until we see how it fits.
For traveling and storing out of the way, it looks like this. The wheels lock, but I’ll bungee it in place too.
I think it’s going to work out pretty well.
About 8pm I called Lowell to see how Brandi did on her flight. He said she made it safely, but took off from here about an hour and 20 minutes late because of the bad weather in Denver.
And bad it is. Lowell said there’s a foot of snow on the ground and more coming. It won’t get above freezing the entire time she’s there, and tomorrow night the low is supposed to 8 degrees. Hope she took warm clothes.
Thought for the Day:
Courage ~ Fear that has said its prayers.
February 3, 2014
It was a Bomb!
Today was another client day, so I headed out about 10:30 to get started. The first one was a little bit of everything, from setting up a new laptop, and cleaning up a desktop machine, to showing him how to use his new Kindle Fire HD. Max is another client who, along with his wife and her business, have been clients for over 10 years, and it’s always good to hear from them when we’re back in town.
Then it was off to my commercial client for a while before finally heading home about 3:30. Then it was back up to Clear Lake with Jan to check out the newest ‘Breastaurant’ in the area.
Like Hooters, Twin Peaks, and Bone Daddy’s, Bombshell’s is the latest in the genre of pretty girls in somewhat skimpy uniforms, cold beer, and dozens of TV screens tuned to every sports channel available.
The place is decorated in a military theme with airplane wings overhead, bomb casings scattered around, and camouflage on the walls.
And of course, the obligatory pretty young ladies.
But for Jan and I the place ‘Bombed’ out. Like Bone Daddy’s that we tried last year right before we left the area, it just wasn’t that good. Ok, I guess, but it just didn’t click with us.
The service was kind of lackluster, the kitchen messed up my order, giving me the same thing Jan ordered instead of what I ordered. And the food itself was just so-so. Nothing special.
Some of this might be due to the fact that they’ve only been open about a week, but it doesn’t bode well for the place. It was pretty busy for 4 PM on a Monday afternoon, but it will be interesting to how it holds up. I think that at least part of that might be attributed to t he fact that this place, the second one in a new chain, is owned by the same guy that owns Rick’s Cabaret’s, a string of gentleman (read ‘strip’) clubs. So they may have been expecting girls in even skimpier costumes than Hooters or Twin Peaks, but that wasn’t the case.
And just like our only once visit to Bone Daddy’s last year, this will probably our one and only to Bombshells. There are too many other good places.
Tomorrow is a little more client stuff, and then some more work on the new floor.
Thought for the Day:
Just because you have your head up your arse doesn’t mean you have to have a crappy outlook.
February 3, 2016
Clogged Up . . .
There was a problem with last night’s blog photos, but I fixed it earlier today, so go back and check them out if you missed them.
We bumped our walk up to a little over a mile and a half this morning, one mile, then coffee and English muffins, finishing up with a final half mile. Tomorrow we’ll try to up it to 1.75 miles, which is where we were at Lake Conroe.
About 3pm Jan and I drove into Columbus for dinner and shopping, with our first stop the hardware store right off the town square, for some picture hangers, and also to ask about a local welder for our rig’s aluminum screen door hinge. Turns out they had both the hangers and the info.
They recommended Schneider Welding out east on US90, almost to I-10. And looking at their website, it seems they should be able to fix the hinge, so I’ll give them a call tomorrow.
Next up was dinner at Whataburger, always good, as usual. Then it was on to Wal-Mart for a few things. The Columbus Wal-Mart is not a SuperCenter, but an old one where they shoehorned in a limited grocery section with mostly just staples. So after Wal-Mart we stopped off at the Brookshire Bros. Market on the way home for some fresh fruits and veggies, and a few other things WM didn’t have.
Getting back to the rig and getting the groceries put away, I discovered we have a problem, one that we’ve never had before in 9 years of RV’ing. We have a partially clogged black tank.
Normally we have no problem going two weeks before we empty the black tank. Which means I usually dump the tanks right before we leave a park, and then dump them again two weeks later. We’ve actually gone 18 days between black tank dumps.
The Friday before we left Lake Conroe this past Sunday, I closed the grey tank to have some water to flush the hose. Then Sunday morning I dumped the black tank while I was putting away the satellite and some other stuff.
So I didn’t see how much came out. I do know that it started flowing when I pulled the handle, but then I walked away. When I came back a little later, there was nothing flowing, so I closed the black tank and dumped the grey tank. All this was my standard procedure.
But when we got home this afternoon, the black tank was almost full again. Thinking maybe water was leaking into the tank somehow, I went outside and dumped the black tank again. But, although something came out, it was obviously not enough for a full tank. And checking inside, the level was down, but only a little.
Then back outside I hooked up to tank’s built-in flush system to see if that would help. Water went in, and water came out the dump valve, but the level didn’t really change.
So tomorrow I’ll have to look further into the problem and see what I find.
It seems that Karma has decided that this is her new home. She’s made no attempt to escape since we brought her home, and in fact sometimes hides under Moose when she sees us going in and out of the rig. But we still keep a close eye on her then.
We got Mister’s old scratching perch out and Karma took to it almost immediately.
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It’s made from pressed corrugated cardboard, and makes a combination bed and scratching post. I put her on it a couple of times and she jumped right off, but a little later she was back on it by herself.
One thing kind of unusual is that she’s fascinated by the sound of running water. Any time she hears the faucet running, she’s right up on the counter almost climbing into the sink to watch. And she even lays down next to the Mr. Coffee when it’s bubbling away.
Strange Kitty. She’s going to fit right in.
Wrapping up, I came across this video of Hero, the SuperCollie, doing a dance routine with his owner, Sara. Hero is a Border Collie, not a Lassie Collie, and has been on many TV shows, including David Letterman.
Border Collies are supposed to be the smartest dogs, and Hero lives up to that with the 100’s of tricks he knows.
Check it out.
Thought for the Day:
Liberty means responsibility. That is why most men dread it. — George Bernard Shaw
February 3, 2017
The Pixelization of Memory . . .
or Tomorrow for Sure . . . Maybe.
And yes, our rig did not get moved today . . . again. Turns out I have a very narrow window of time to get anything really done during my off hours from the gate.
It’s usually close to 6am before I get back to the rig, and as late as 6:30 before I get to bed. One variable in this is whether or not I was able to get enough signal to upload the blog from the gate. If not, I have to boot up the laptop, upload the blog to the website and then post it to Facebook, a task that can take 10 to 15 minutes.
And since I’ve normally gotten up at 10:30 to 11am all these years, that’s when I still wake up. Whether I really want to, or not. So if anything gets done, it’s in that small time frame from about 11am until around 1:30.
Then I can convince my brain I’m only going back to bed for a ‘nap’. That way I can usually get another couple of hours in before I have to get up and go to work. All in all, not that much different than past years when we were doing 24 hour gates.
Then I would work an 8 hour shift, and Jan would work a 6 hour one. Then I would work 5 hours and Jan finished up with a 5 hour one. So what this meant was I slept for about 4 hours twice a day, which worked fine for me, and I had no problem doing this for the entire 3 months.
But what this all boils down to is that fact that I only have about two hours to really do ‘anything’ before I go back to work. And today’s window was ‘eaten’ up by a #6 Double Meat Whataburger with my name on it. They even had a special sticker printed up just for me, and stuck it right there on top of the wrapper.
It said ‘BACON’!
Jan’s said ‘KETCHUP’ so I knew that one wasn’t mine. You all know how I feel about ketchup on hamburgers and hotdogs. Ketchup belongs on French Fries and meatloaf, and that’s pretty much it.
And of course, on Whataburger fries, it’s their Spicy Ketchup.
The Pixelization of Memory . . .
Pixelization generally has two meanings.
One is the blurring or distorting of a photo or video. You see this a lot on TV where they may blur out a company logo or a risqué T-shirt slogan. Now I always wonder if it’s something we could see walking down the street, why is it so necessary to hide it on TV. And of course you also see it used to hide the identify of children, or even witnesses in a trial. Both of those valid.
And you sometimes see it used on ‘reality’ shows like ‘Naked and Afraid’ to hid people’s ‘naughty bits’. Now there’s probably 4 or 5 people on the other side of the camera. There’s the camera guy, a sound guy (you can often see the boom mike), the director, and probably a general flunky.
So they get to see all the ‘naughty bits’, why not us?
Or are there really any ‘bit’s to be seen at all? For all we know it could just be bikinis and speedos under there, and it’s all just hype. I mean, think about it. You’ve got a show with ‘Naked’ in the title, but there’s no ‘naked’ to be seen.
What’s the point?
Note I put ‘reality’ in quotes, because if you know anything about television production, you know there’s nothing ‘real’ about any of this. There could be an entire crew of twenty behind the camera, including a catered buffet table setup, filming a guy lost in the wilderness.
I remember an episode of ‘Building Alaska’ a year or so ago. They had the 2×4 walls up and then every one left for the night, except for one guy. Now he knew he was not supposed to work on a ladder with no one else there, but he did anyway.
They started out with a long shot of the guy on a rickety ladder nailing on top of one of the walls. Then the ladder goes flying out from under him and he starts to fall. The next shot cuts to a view underneath him, looking up as he falls toward the camera. The final shot is from the top of the wall looking down on him sprawled on the ground, groaning in pain with his leg twisted funny.
Yeah, right!
The second meaning of pixelization comes into play when you zoom in on the digital photo on your computer. As you get closer and closer you start seeing the blocky pixels that actually make up the image. And in talking with Jan today, it occurred to me that our memories operate in the same manner as the digital zoom effect.
Or at least mine do.
Now memory is a funny thing, and overall, not very reliable. Police will tell you that if they have four witnesses to a crime, they will have five different descriptions of the criminal. It’s amazing sometime how much faith juries and prosecutors put on ‘eyewitness’ testimony, since so many studies show how unreliable and easily influenced our memories are.
Often in college sociology classes they demonstrate the fallibility of our memory by staging some sort of incident in the middle of the class. It may start with the classroom door slamming open an two guys entering, yelling and shoving each other. Then a women carrying a small dog runs in and starts screaming at the men while they’re still pushing and taunting each other. Then she turns and runs out, closely followed by the men. The teacher then hands out a pre-prepared questionnaire for the students to answer in class. And the results were amazing, and all over the map, mostly because of the way the questions were asked.
By using the right questions, the teacher was easily able to influence the results.
1. What color dress was the woman wearing?
2. What did the 3rd man say when he entered the classroom?
3. What color purse was the woman carrying?
4. Was the woman wearing high heels or flats?
5. What color beard did the guy wearing the red shirt have?
But most of the questions were misleading, or ‘leading’ as the case may be.
1. The woman was wearing jeans and a T-shirt.
2. There was no 3rd man.
3. No purse, just the dog.
4. The woman was barefoot.
5. No beard, no red shirt.
But the majority of the class answered the questions describing the woman’s dress, what the 3rd man said, and the color of the purse. Strangely few people noticed the dog.
But when another class saw the same incident and were just ask to describe what happened, they did much better. But not ‘better’ enough that I would want to risk a prison sentence on their ‘eyewitness’ testimony.
Ok, my digression seems to have digressed, but I’ve finally circled back around to my initial thought about memories. So hang on, I am going somewhere with this.
Believe it or not, Jan and I were talking about an old girlfriend of mine this morning. Now Jan’s pretty good about this. She has been known to point out an well-proportioned young lady in a bikini, and I’ve been known to point out a well-muscled guy in tight biker shorts.
I guess you could call it ‘tit for tat’. Or maybe ‘tit for lats’, maybe. Anyway we’ve always had a ‘You can look, but you can’t touch’ philosophy that’s worked for us for almost 50 years.
I’ve mentioned in the blog before, how when we visit my relatives in north Alabama, part of me is looking around for old girlfriends when we’re in a restaurant or store. But then it dawned on me that I’m looking for them as they were at 14, 15, or 16, not as they would be in their 60’s now.
But we were specifically talking about a girlfriend I had when we were living in Colombia, South America and I was 13 and she was 14. Though actually she was just a few months older than me.
Yeah, I know. What kind of girlfriend can you have at 13? But we were close, considered ourselves boyfriend and girlfriend, and spent a lot of time together.
But what was unique about her was that she was from England, and her family (and her) were somewhat well-known. As least as far as having an hereditary family title dating from the late1600’s, and three ancestral manors (but only one was really a castle, as she was quick to tell me) to go with it, gets you known in England.
And being the daughter of a Duchess, she was known as ‘Lady Samantha’. But I called her ‘Sam’.
Especially when your mother, the Duchess, was Queen Elizabeth’s 2nd cousin, and Sam was at the Coronation when she was 5.
Jan asked me if I had ever followed up on her, to see what happened to her? I mean, she would be in her late 60’s now and would certainly have inherited the ‘Duchess’ title from her mother long ago.
I told Jan. ‘No’, I had never followed up on her, or any of my past girlfriends for that matter. I don’t want to find out they were killed by a drunk driver while in their 20’s, raped and killed by an intruder, or even died in the World Trade Center.
A 2021 Update:
Since then, several years ago, my Aunt Virginia, who just died back in December, gave me the update (without my asking) on 3 of my girlfriends back in the day. And it just confirmed what I had feared.
One died of kidney failure due to complications from lupus, another one died of Early Onset Alzheimer’s at the age of 55, and the last one is apparently living in poverty in a trailer park in Georgia with 8 kids, after getting involved in drugs.
See I told you.
I prefer to keep my memories of them intact, when they were beautiful young teenagers in the prime of life, and not possibly moldering in the ground somewhere. But that’s when I discovered the pixelization problem.
I found that, although I could visualized the future duchess generally, red hair, green eyes, I could not zoom in on her face in my mind. As I said it was like zooming in a digital photo, with her face becoming more and more blocky and distorted the closer I got. I couldn’t see any details. And it wasn’t just her.
The rest of them were the same way. I could see them generally, but not in detail. Now it’s different with Jan. I met her when I was 18 and we’ve been together ever since. And I can see her, see her face back then, with no problem.
But then she hasn’t really changed all that much. I swear she has a picture in an attic somewhere.
Well, as you can tell if you made it this far, my train of thought jumped the tracks once again. I started typing on one subject and then end up wandering all over the landscape before I finally made it back to my topic. It’s kind of a stream of consciousness run wild sort of thing.
As Kandi said, it’s kind of like a kangaroo driving a car. He’ll run up on the curb a few times, but he’ll get you there eventually.
Thought for the Day:
“The triumph of Hope over Experience” – Samuel Johnson on 2nd marriages.
February 3, 2019
You Know You’re In A Country-Western Joint When . . .
After a do-nothing morning, Jan and I headed out about 12:30 to once again have breakfast at The Egg and I. Love their Hazelnut coffee.
Then it was on over to my client’s office to install some new software. UPS has recently released their Worldship 2019 software, but it takes about 30 minutes to install, which would tie up the main computer during the day, so I came in today to take care of it. Then while I was there I also tracked down and repaired another problem with our Point of Sale software’s remote terminal.
Finishing up and heading home, we made a Costco gas stop at $1.75/gallon. Up a penny since last week.
Catching up on last night,
You Know You’re In A Country-Western Joint When . . .
There’s Cornmeal on the dance floor to make slide-stepping easier.
BYOB means a bottle of Crown Royal on the table.
And you pee in a trough in the Men’s Room.
Thankfully no photo for this.
After eating dinner at the Monterey’s Little Mexico in Alvin, we headed on up SR35 to Pearland and Billy’s Event Hall, a country-western venue that we’ve been to twice before, both times Tony Booth–related.
The music started right on time at 7:30 and the crowd hit the dance floor.
Tony gave us his usual great show and we had a chance to catch up with him during the break.
Strangely enough none of our Alvin Opry regulars were there, except for one we have not actually seen in years.
We first saw Miranda preforming at the Alvin Opry in the late 90’s when we first started going there. And she was great.
We told her we still remembered her at one of the Alvin Opry’s Legends shows. These were where the performers dressed up as their favorite stars and then sang their signature songs, mimicking them as closely as possible.
And some of them were dead on. One guy did a perfect job as Johnny Cash, and another one was a walking, talking, singing George Jones. After his “He Stopped Lovin’ Her Today”, you had tears in your eyes.
But one Legends show, Miranda brought down the house. The first set she came out as Tina Turner, complete with the gold fringe dress. She proceeded to strut the stage, belting out “Proud Mary” to the point that when she was done, the audience was stunned to the point that it was a few seconds before they burst into a standing ovation.
But believe it or not, she topped it all when she came out for the 2nd set as Dolly Parton!
She said she still sings at clubs, but mostly jazz now. That’s certainly country music’s loss.
Even nicer, she asked me for a dance.
Thought for the Day:
OK, whose cruel idea was it for the word ‘lisp’ to have ‘s’ in it?
