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No, not the singing group. It’s Jan and me.
It seems our minds are always sync’d up, so much so, it’s like we’re reading each other’s thoughts.
Back when the kids were young, they were always amazed at how Jan and I would carry on whole conversations with, “Did you . . .” “Yes, I heard . . .” “Yes, but . . .” “Did she really . . .” “No, but he . . .”
And on and on.
The latest example pf this was this past Sunday at Cheddar’s. Our server, an older lady, introduced herself as ‘Lisa’. Then, as she walked away with our drink order, Jan and I looked at each other, and sang . . .
“I’m not Lisa.”
‘My name is Julie.”
“Lisa left you.”
“Long ago”
And then we dissolved in laughter.
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Lunch today was at Kelley’s County Cookin’ once again, and we’re actually having dinner at a Kelley’s for dinner this Friday evening before our visit to the Alvin Opry.
Since we’re short on fridge space right now (a large ice-filled Styrofoam cooler), we didn’t want leftovers, so Jan got the Grilled Fish.
Along with the Carrots and Green Beans, she also got a Cole Slaw that they bring out first, like a salad.
I got another Veggie Plate, with Green Beans, Carrots, Black-Eyed Peas, and Fried Okra.
Always delicious!
Then coming home, we made our rain-delayed HEB stop, somewhat reduced due to lack of fridge space. Or rather, lack of a fridge.
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Saw an article online about a Hooters waitress relating how a customer insulted her by asking if she had even graduated from high school.
She just looked at him and said that she was 24 and was graduating from law school in a couple of months. Then she asked if he had even graduated from high school.
And this reminded me of our first visit to Hooters.
Whenever we eat at Hooters I always remember my first visit to one. Somewhere around 2000, while I was working in Tech Support at the University of Houston – Clear Lake, we were eating at Floyd’s Cajun Seafood one night with Chris, Linda, and Piper. Piper, who was about 7-8 at the time, was eating onion rings, and holding one up, said, “These are good, but not as good as the ones at Hooters.”
Well, that brought the conversation to a grinding halt. What was our 8-year old granddaughter doing at Hooters? Turns out that she and her father sometimes had lunch there. She also said they had really good chicken wings.
Now we had never been there, so about a week later we all met at Hooters for dinner. I was surprised to see how many other families were there with kids too.
We’d been there about 15 minutes when from across the dining room I hear “Greg!”, and then a few seconds later I was getting a big hug and a big kiss on the top of my bald head from a Hooters girl. Of course Jan was very interested in this, and I could feel the cold wind coming my way from her direction.
But before I could really react, the girl said, “Cindy, come here! It’s Greg”. And soon I was getting another hug and kiss. By now it was getting down right frigid.
So I figured my marriage was probably over. But then I finally figured out who the two young ladies were. In my defense, they weren’t dressed like that the last time I saw them.
It was Jennifer, and of course, Cindy, both students at the university where I worked. Jennifer was finishing up her Masters Degree in Business, and a few weeks before she had come to me one night (I normally worked the night shift there) with a defective ZIP disk.
With tears in her eyes she told me it held the only final copy of her masters thesis that had to be handed in a couple of days from now. From her description, I told her it sounded like her disk was suffering from the infamous “Click of Death”, and said that I had a ZIP drive that I had modified that might be able to read her disk. I told her that I would have to take it home, and that she should check back with me the next night.
Luckily, I was able to recover the data and transfer it to a CD for more permanent storage. That got me a big hug and a tearful thank you for her the next night.
Cindy, on the other hand, was getting ready to take her CPA exam, and the hard drive in her Toshiba laptop had died, taking all of her study materials with it. And when her friend Jennifer heard about Cindy’s problem, she sent her to me.
I asked her the name of the folders she needed recovered and took the laptop home with me. I was able to recover the data from her dead drive by using the old “freezer” trick. This is where you place the bad drive in the freezer for about an hour and then plug it into the computer as a slave drive, and then power up.
If you’re lucky you will be able to get data off the drive until it warms up. After that, it’s rinse and repeat, until you’ve got everything you need. And luckily for Cindy, it worked this time too.
As the girts explained this to Jan, I could detect a distinct warming in the atmosphere.
Luckily for me.
So remember the next time you’re at Hooters, your “dumb blonde” waitress may be better educated than you.
But Jan still got some revenge. After we left Hooters, we stopped off at Kroger’s for a few things. As we were walking around the store, I noticed people looking at me and smiling.
Figuring it wasn’t my good looks and sparkling personality, I checked my zipper. By then I noticed that Jan had a sly smile too. Finally she told me to go to the restroom and check the mirror.
And there on the top of my gleaming, bald head was the reminder of my Hooters’ hello – two large, bright-red lipstick prints.
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Looks like the next scheduled SpaceX StarShip launch, #12, is set for the 1st part of next month, possibly April 7th. It will be the first flight of BLOCK 3, a completely new version of the StarShip 2nd stage.
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Tomorrow, after work, I have an appointment at Coastal Eye Associates to get my eyes checked. It’s about time for new glasses.
Thought for the Day:
Be the kind of person that when you get up in the morning, the devil says, “Oh crap, they’re UP !!”
And Now On To Today’s Retro-Blogs.™
March 10, 2009
Lunch at Lulu’s…
Today, Jan and I had a late lunch at Lulu’s on Homeport. Lulu is her brother’s name for her. Her real name is Lucy Buffett.
And her brother is Jimmy Buffett, the singer/songwriter.
Lulu’s has become one of our favorite places at Gulf Shores. It’s on the Intercoastal Waterway or Canal that divides Gulf Shores from the mainland. Most people don’t realize that Gulf Shores is an island, but actually an artificial one, since the Canal is man-made.
Besides the great food, the view of the Canal is always entertaining. There was a pod of dolphins playing in between the boats passing by.
In the background above, you can see the bridge that crosses the Canal to Gulf Shores.
We also got to watch a number of tugs, barges, and fishing boats traveling by.
After we left Lulu’s, Jan got a pedicure while I picked up some parts for another project.
By the time we got home, we had a beautiful moonrise waiting for us.
Just another day in paradise…
March 10, 2012
Arizona Sunsets and Camp Chairs . . .
Jan and I didn’t get up until about 9:30 this morning. Not unusual for me, but very unusual for Jan as she’s normally up between 7 and 8. But we both had a lot of early mornings and long, busy days to make up for, so sleeping in really hit the spot.
Around 11, we all started talking about our plans for the rest of the day. Jan wanted to do the Yuma Indoor Market Place, and Chris Yust decided to join us, and followed us down to Mi Fajita to have lunch.
We spent several hours walking up and down the long rows of everything from jewelry to custom golf clubs, and remote control helicopters to tools.
Jan and I bought a couple of new camp chairs to replace our 5-year-old bag chairs that recently bit the dust. And I found a new water filter that I was looking for, while Jan picked up some books from the used bookstore.
We finally headed home about 4 pm, all pretty pooped. But Chris Yust and I still had work to do.
She wants me to get their website up and running to advertise the GMAC insurance and Good Sam products they sell, so we spent several hours going over the particulars of the new site.
Then, about 6:30, everyone started getting hungry, so we headed out to have dinner at La Fonda, a local Mexican restaurant that we wanted to try. But when we got there about 7:30, it was CLOSED.
What kind of Mexican restaurant closes on Saturday night? According to the sign on the door, their Saturday hours are 10 am to 3 pm.
Huh? So we decided to take our business down the street to Burgers & Beer, a well-regarded local place.
The food was good, but the conversation was even better. We laughed and talked, teased the waitress, and then laughed some more. In fact, it was almost 10 pm before we got out of there.
But we sure had fun.
Tomorrow, Jan and I will head for Tucson for a couple of weeks, with a stop-over at Sofia’s in Gila Bend for lunch along the way.
We’ve really enjoyed the hospitality of Daryl and Cheri Lawrence, who let us park on their lot for a couple of days here in the Yuma Foothills. And, hopefully, we’ll all meet up again in Celina, OH, for the next rally this fall.
Earlier in the evening, before we left for dinner, I did get this great Arizona sunset shot.
The perfect end to a great day.
March 10, 2013
No Bones About it . . .
Today is our last full day here at the Medina Lake Thousand Trails. We’ve been here for two weeks, and it’s time to move on.
Tomorrow we’ll make the 350-mile run to Balmorhea, TX, where we’ll be for about a week. On the way, we’ll stop off in Boerne, about 30 miles away, to fill up on diesel.
But today was a lunch and shopping day in San Antonio, and the lunch was really special.
In July 2009, we were visiting New York City, and while there, we flew our daughter, Brandi, and our granddaughter, Piper, up to spend a week with us. And while we were there, we checked out the two places that claim to be the inventor of New York’s pizza.
The first one we visited was Lombardi’s down in SoHo. Here’s Brandi and Piper there.
BTW, Soho stands for South of Houston, which is a major street in the area. But they pronounce it HOW ston.
But if you ask them who the street is named for, they’ll tell you it’s named for Sam HU ston, of Texas fame. Those Yankees are strange sometimes.
We thought that Lombardi’s was really good . . . until we ate at Grimaldi’s. Grimaldi’s is located in the DUMBO area of NYC. DUMBO stands for Down Under the Manhattan Bridge Overpass and encompasses the area in Brooklyn between the Manhattan Bridge and the Brooklyn Bridge.
Grimaldi’s is really just a small neighborhood pizza place, and as you can tell from the photo below, not very big.
And Grimaldi’s pizza was fantastic, the best I’ve ever eaten. It’s a thin crust, but not cracker crispy like some. It’s still a little chewy, but with a slightly crispy bottom.
Delicious!
Well, about a week ago, our friend Lynn Cross sent us an email detailing good places to eat in the Lakehills/San Antonio area . . . and she mentioned Grimaldi’s Pizzeria. A quick check of the website told me that this was the real deal.
Apparently, a few years back, they started expanding and now have a couple of dozen stores around the country, including 2 in Houston, and 2 in San Antonio. And they did it right. To keep the quality of the original, they duplicated everything, even the water.
It’s always said of New York City bagels and New York City pizza dough, that the secret’s in the water, the New York City water. So every store has a system that starts with distilled water and adds the correct amount of different chemicals and minerals until it is chemically exactly the same as New York City water.
The other secret is said to be the coal-fired handmade brick ovens. So it’s the same oven, built the same way, using the same bricks. And fired with the same Pennsylvania coal from the same mine. In every store.
And of course, they use the same flour and other ingredients. One unique thing about their pizzas is the cheese. Unlike most places that use shredded aged mozzarella, Grimaldi’s uses fresh sliced mozzarella, which adds a different taste and texture to the pizza.
What it all boils down to is that the pizza we had Sunday, in San Antonio, was just as good as what we had in New York in 2009.
And since they have locations in AZ and Las Vegas, we’ll try to eat at those too.
The nice thing about the San Antonio location is that it’s a good bit bigger than the original in New York.
Because it has the same line of people outside waiting for a table.
But they do have these nifty pagers for you.
But the way to really tell you how good this pizza is, is because we had no pizza bones left over.
You know, pizza bones, those pieces of crust that you’ve sucked all the sauce and goodies off of. Those things.
Well, no bones about it, we had no bones left. The crust is so good that you want to eat every last bite of it.
Check out the link above, track one down, and try it. You won’t be disappointed.
March 10, 2014
Sometimes it’s good to be a Guinea Pig . . .
This morning, Jan fixed us some of the Chocolate Croissants that our daughter Brandi gave us for Christmas. They’re shipped frozen and come from Williams-Sonoma. You set them out for about 9 hours to defrost and rise, and then they’re in the oven for about 15 minutes.
They also have them in Butter flavor. And they go great with our coffee.
We’ve got a really nice site here at the Lake Conroe Thousand Trails. I was surprised to see how far apart the sites are. It’s nice to not be looking in our neighbor’s windows. Or them, ours, I guess.
I called American Coach this morning and ordered two of the roll pins, coil pins, or shear pins, depending on what you call them. They were $2.45 each with $3 for First Class Postage. Not bad at all.
Of course, getting them installed may be ‘fun’.
I also called Fantastic Vent about a new motor for our kitchen vent fan. The bearings are going out in it, and you have to start it spinning by hand, and then it rumbles and makes a lot of noise. And then it quits after about 30 minutes. The price turned out to be about $55 + $13 postage. Not as bad as I had imagined. The kit includes a new motor, a new fan blade, and a mounting bracket. I’ll order it in the next couple of days.
About 1:30 pm, Jan and I headed over to Livingston, TX, to visit Dennis and Carol Hill at their lot at the Escapees Park there. He was looking for ‘guinea pigs’ to test out his new baby back ribs recipe. And having tasted his pulled pork, we were happy to volunteer.
Since we knew we wouldn’t be eating until after 5, we stopped at the Chick-Fil-A in Willis for a Spicy Chicken Sandwich. Jan’s blood sugar goes haywire if she goes too long without eating.
We arrived at Dennis and Carol’s about 3 pm, and first off, got the full tour of their new Winnebago coach. The size of the basement bins and slideout trays was just amazing.
When we got there, Dennis already had the smoker going for a couple of hours, and the smell was fantastic. I’m surprised people weren’t showing up from all over the neighborhood.
And the finished product tasted even better than it smelled.
The baby backs were moist and juicy, and didn’t even need sauce. And along with the beans, macaroni salad, and steamed asparagus, it made for a really great meal.
Sometimes it’s good to be a guinea pig. Or make pigs of ourselves.
One or the other.
Or both.
March 10, 2015
Poco and Omar . . .
After Jan attended a couple of seminars, and I finished up my Gate Guarding seminar handouts and slides, we headed out for lunch. Jan and I have been hearing a lot of good things about Omar’s Highway Chef Restaurant at the TTT Truck Stop a few miles up the road, so we headed up that way for lunch.
This sign shows why we’re hearing such good things about the place.
My Club Sandwich on toasted Marble Rye was one of the best I’ve had in a long time. And their steak fries are really, really good – Crispy crunchy on the outside and soft on the inside. Just great-
Jan had the Tuna Salad on Toasted Wheat, which she said was great, as was the cup of homemade Broccoli Cheese Soup she had.
I had a cup of their homemade Chili, also very good.
We’ll definitely go back, not only because it was good, but because we forgot to take the coupons for a free pie and a 20% discount that came with our Escapees Info Pack.
In our travels over the last 7 years, we’ve encountered one other truck stop gourmet restaurant, and that was in Houlton, ME in 2009. Houlton is about 2 miles from the Canadian border, and is where we entered Canada on our way out to Newfoundland.
Not only did this truck stop have a gourmet chef, but also a gourmet pastry chef. Not only was the food delicious, but people came from all over to buy their cakes, pies, and pastries.
After lunch, we spent some more time walking around the market and catching up with old friends, and making some new ones. All part of attending an RV rally.
Then, about 6:30 Jan and I headed up Kolb Ave to have dinner at the new Poco & Mom’s on Tanque Verde. We’ve eaten at the original one on Kolb and 22nd for a number of years and always enjoyed it. It’s a small little hole-in-the-wall place with maybe 20 tables, but always busy, and with really good food.
But the new one is a full-size restaurant with a bar. There was a 15-20 minute wait when we got there a little after 7, but we were finally seated in the bar area. After looking at the menu, we quickly knew what we wanted. Because it’s pretty much what we always get – The Combo Plate.
With a Chile Relleno, a Shredded Beef Taco, and a Green Chile Chicken Enchilada, it’s hard to beat. We were even too full for their fresh, hot homemade sopapillas, with warm honey.
After that delicious dinner, our next stop was a couple of blocks away at the FedEx Copy Store. I didn’t get my seminar confirmation in time for the Escapees to print my handouts, so Jan and I did it ourselves.
Only took about 20 minutes to make a hundred copies of the 3-page handout and then staple them together. With a hundred, I don’t know if I’m wildly overestimating the attendance or wildly underestimating it.
We’ll have to see tomorrow.
March 10, 2016
Old Friends, New Rigs . . .
Although it rained a good bit overnight, it pretty much died out today, except for on-and-off drizzling. And that’s supposed to be it for the next 4 or 5 days. Or at least until we leave for Lake Conroe on Sunday.
After goofing off most of the morning, I went outside to check out the ‘under the rig’ access to see if I could install my slobber tube collection can, but no luck. If I had tried it, Jan would have had to hose the mud off me before I could come back inside the rig.
So maybe tomorrow.
About 3:30, we got a surprise phone call from our friend, Chris Yust of C and C RV Insurance, and she and Charles were coming our way. They had planned on staying at Happy Oaks RV Park, a Passport America park nearby. But when I checked the Passport America website, I found that the Colorado River Thousand Trails park where we’re staying is also a PPA park.
Which is kind of strange since there’s nothing posted at the office that mentions PPA. And as it turns out, Colorado River is also an Encore park. Who knew?
Chris and Charles got parked and set up in one of the two pull-through transient sites located at the entrance to the ‘A’ loop. They’re right out on the main road with 50 amps and water, but no sewer. Perfect for overnighters.
Chris and Charles showed up at our site a little later, and we all headed into Columbus to have dinner at Los Cabos Mexican Restaurant, our favorite local Mexican place.
Jan had her usual Fajita Beef Stuff Avocado,
while Charles and I both had the Relleno Combo, with a cheese-stuffed Relleno, a cheese enchilada, and a Chicken Taco al Carbon.
Chris also had a combo, but I missed what kind.
It’s always dicey when you take someone new to a restaurant you really like and have recommended, but Los Cabos came through as usual.
And also, as usual, not having seen Chris and Charles in over a year, we had a lot of catching up to do. So much in fact, that after a couple of hours at the restaurant, we headed back to the park to check out their new to us Entegra Anthem. They’ve had it for almost a year, but it’s our first time to see it. Boy, is it a beautiful rig. And it seems like everything has a remote control, even the dishwasher!
I’m not sure why you would want to wash your dishes remotely, but you can.
March 10, 2017
Baaaaaa!
I had planned for us to get up about 6:30, but we ended up sleeping in for an extra hour.
So finally up at 7:30, we got ready to roll before we headed out for breakfast at around 8:30 am. As we did last week before leaving for Lake Conroe, we had Schobel’s in Columbus, and once again, Jan had her Veggie Omelet while I had the Chicken and Waffles.
Getting back to the rig, we were hitched up and rolling by 10:30, heading for Junction, TX, about 250 miles away.
About an hour later, we made our usual Buc-ee’s stop at the Luling location. Before going inside, we filled up with 90 gallons of diesel at $2.19/gallon, the lowest in the area.
While we were filling up, we were watching the travelers right across from us walk their dogs, even little ones,
while others walked their . . .
sheep?
You never know what you’ll see in Texas. Guess they’re on their way to the rodeo in Houston.
Unlike our past San Antonio pass-throughs, today’s seem to take forever, whether from the obvious construction zones, or those ‘phantom’ slowdowns. You know, those several miles of creeping along, that suddenly just disappears, when everyone just speeds up.
We got into Junction and the Pecan Valley RV Park at about 3:30 and were given a nice, long pull-through site.
They even furnish leveler pad blocks if you need them. A first for us.
As it turns out, Pecan Valley RV Park is in an actual pecan grove.
They were trimming and pruning the trees, and then burning the branches, making for a great smoky smell in the air.
The Junction area is known for bad cell/data service, no matter who your carrier is. Which is why I thought that posting a blog last night was questionable.
So I was happy to see a very strong park Wi-Fi signal. BUT . . . There’s always a BUT, right?
The park uses the OpenDNS content filtering service, which restricts your access to sites that are on a blacklist, I guess, like porn sites, movie download sites, and other like places. However, it doesn’t explain why I could access the New York Times website, but not the Washington Post site. In fact, about half the stories on Yahoo News were blocked.
And so was our OurRVAdventures.com and RV sites. Why, I don’t know, but it kept me from posting the blog last night.
Tomorrow’s trip will be 310 miles to Van Horn and the Southern Star RV Park, where we stayed in 2015. And it has a really good steak place right next door.
March 10, 2018
Lou No More . . .
I spent most of the morning getting a handle on my next big project at work – bundling up the two website/shopping carts on our in-house Linux server and moving it all up to GoDaddy in the cloud.
There seems to be two schools of thought on how to do it. The first is to do a complete Zen Cart installation on the new server, and then copy all the MySQL files from the old server, and move them over.
The second is to zip up the entire website and move it over lock, stock, barrel, and database, to the new server. Both have different pros and cons, so I’ve got a lot of research to do.
I’ve mentioned that I’m reading a book entitled Nomadland, about itinerant RV’ers traveling from job to job around the country. One of them, a guy named Don who travels in his 1990 Airstream with his Jack Russell terrier, Rizzo, was once a highly paid software executive making millions a year.
Retiring in 2002, he indulged his lifetime passion with fast cars and racing, ranking third overall in the U.S. Touring Car Championship pro series. But by 2008, he had lost it all. Between a divorce and the 2008 market crash taking his savings, he was broke. So he hit the road in 2010, joining the workcamper force.
I found his description of workcampers to be fascinating.
“Workcampers are modern mobile travelers who take temporary jobs around the U.S. in exchange for a free campsite–usually including power, water and sewer connections–and perhaps a stipend. You may think that workamping is a modern phenomenon, but we come from a long, long tradition. We followed the Roman legions, sharpening swords and repairing armor. We roamed the new cities of America, fixing clocks and machines, repairing cookware, building stone walls for a penny a foot and all the hard cider we could drink. We followed the emigration west in our wagons with our tools and skills, sharpening knives, fixing anything that was broken, helping clear the land, roof the cabin, plow the fields and bring in the harvest for a meal and pocket money, then moving on to the next job. Our forebears are the tinkers. We have upgraded the tinker’s wagon to a comfortable motor coach or fifth-wheel trailer. Mostly retired now, we have added to our repertoire the skills of a lifetime in business. We can help run your shop, handle the front or back of the house, drive your trucks and forklifts, pick and pack your goods for shipment, fix your machines, coddle your computers and networks, work your beet harvest, landscape your grounds or clean your bathrooms. We are the techno-tinkers.”
Really insightful.
About 2 pm, Jan and I headed into Webster to have lunch at our favorite King Food. Jan got the fan-favorite Chicken with Hot Garlic Sauce and Jalapenos lunch plate,
while I again went with the big bowl of Hot & Soup Soup.
One thing I really like at King Food are these roasted red pepper flakes. Most places, including Italian restaurants, have them in this form.
But King Food roasts them in a skillet with a little oil, which gives them a smoky taste and a crunchy texture.
Really good, so I always add a few spoonfuls to my Hot & Sour.
After a great lunch, we drove over to Baywood Plaza on FM518 so I could get my hair cut at Lou’s Barber Shop. I’ve been going to Lou for more than 30 years, since he first opened there.
So I was very surprised to not find Lou there behind his chair, the first time that’s ever happened. When I asked the guy who was behind the chair if Lou was taking the day off, I was very surprised when he said that Lou had retired, and that he and his wife, Esthela, had bought the shop from him. And that the shop would soon be called Esthela’s Barber Shop.
Well, I guess I can live with going to a barber shop called Esthela’s. My only problem is that Lou apparently forgot to give my haircut records to the new guy.
March 10, 2019
GoDaddy’s Having A Problem Tonight . . .
And keeps truncating my posts.
So I’ll catch up tomorrow . . . Hopefully.
So all you’re getting tonight is this photo of Miss Karma perched on Jan’s chair watching me through the windshield as I worked on the wipers.
I don’t think she approves.
March 10, 2020
All Alone Am I
STOP SELLING!
This is today’s basic economic lesson.
STOP SELLING!
I was on a financial forum the other night, and one guy was complaining about how much money he had lost on his stocks. When I asked him why he sold his stock as it was going down, he fumbled a bit and said because the market was going down and everyone else was selling.
I said that really it was that everyone was selling, causing the market to go down. I reminded him that he didn’t lose any money until he actually SOLD his stock. Who cares if it went down 20%-30% if he hadn’t sold it?
He reiterated that, well, the market was going down and everyone else was selling. I then asked him, so did he think that the country was finished and the stock market was never going to come back up, even after this flu thing was over?
He said No.
So then I asked him did he need the cash from the stock sale right now?
He said No.
So I again asked him why did he sell when the market was going down?
He never replied to me.
So here’s your Financial Tip of the Day:
STOP SELLING!
You don’t lose money until you actually sell!
As for me, I’m buying stock in Charmin.
Risking the virus and death, I … wait for it … I ate lunch at a CHINESE restaurant this afternoon. So now I’ve decided to self-quarantine myself.
At least until I have to into work tomorrow morning.
March 10, 2021
And Now It’s ‘Jimmies?
Since we’ve got an extended day trip tomorrow (Up to The Woodlands, back down to Katy, and then home), I stopped off at Costco to top off the Jeep tank and found gas up another 6¢ since Monday, and at $2.29, it’s up 84¢ since November 1st.
Like a lot of their customers, I have my Amazon account set up to use the Amazon Smile program. A part of every Amazon purchase goes to the charity of your choice, in my case, St.Jude Children’s Hospital.
A couple of days ago, I received an email from Amazon saying that Amazon’s quarterly gift to St. Jude’s was $981,247.96.
And this is a grand total of all contributions.
AmazonSmile’s impact:
$11,035,205.12 to St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital*
$241,928,506.19 to all charities in the US
$266,896,659.48 to all charities worldwide
And even better, there’s no extra cost to you.
Jan and I have started watching another new show called Debris on NBC. With a distinct ‘X-Files’ feel, it follows two agents, one CIA and the other MI6, who are tasked with tracking down ‘debris’ falling to earth from a wrecked alien ship traveling through the solar system. And the ‘debris’ has very strange properties and effects on people. Two episodes so far, but very good.
And speaking of good, Jan and I are running into the problem of Too Much of A Good Thing, at least as far as TV is concerned. With all the channels available for streaming, and so many different programs, it’s getting harder and harder to keep up.
But I guess it’s a good problem to have.
First, it was Aunt Jemima, Uncle Ben, and the Indian maiden on the Land O’ Lakes box, and now it’s Jimmies, though you may know them as Sprinkles
BTW, the Indian maiden, and the Land O’ Lakes logo were designed by …wait for it … an Indian artist using his Indian daughter as a model.
But it’s racist, right?
March 10, 2022
‘Q and more . . .
After a quiet morning, we were off to Gator’s Bar & Grill a little before 1 pm.
Jan got her usual Strawberry Walnut Salad,
while I got my favorite Baked Potato Soup, but this time I added a Side Salad.
We had planned to split one of their Keto Blueberry Muffins, as we often do. But this time it turns out we were too full.
Maybe next time.
Next up, we stopped off at our storeroom to go through things, and bag up a lot of the small, loose stuff. We wanted to make it easier for things to be moved when we switch storeroom companies in the near future.
We used these large Ziplock bags that even have carrying handles.
Most everything else are in large and small bins, so they won’t be hard to move.
Finishing up, we made an HEB stop for a few items, followed by Cowboy Coffee for Sugar-Free Hazelnut Lattes, Jan’s with Almond Milk, and mine with regular milk. Always great coffee.
And then after a PO stop, we were back at the rig by about 3:30 pm.
If I didn’t stir people up enough with the Beans or No Beans controversy, how about the 26 best BBQ places in Memphis, TN?
And Jan and I have eaten at 3 of them, numbers 8, 5, and 2.
#8 Jim ‘N Nick’s Bar-B-Q
#5 Charles Vergos’ Rendezvous
and
#2 The BBQ Shop
And though it’s not actually in Memphis, TN, but in West Memphis, AR, right across the Mississippi River, Ray’s World-Famous BBQ is at the top of a lot of people’s lists, including ours.
I’ll give you more details about our visits to all these in tomorrow’s blog.
March 10, 2023
Another Alvin Opry Night . . .
More tomorrow.
March 10, 2024
Clever Girl . . .
Lunch today was at our local Denny’s once again. And as with yesterday’s out-and-about, we noticed a distinct lack of traffic in our area. The only thing I could think of is that this is leading into Spring Break week, and a lot of people have already left town.
Nice for us.
Then it was back across the Interstate for our weekly HEB visit, and then gas and home.
We’ve got another possible family get-together to look forward to.
New immersive Jurassic World exhibition opening in Katy expected to bring 500,000 visitors
Dinosaurs have returned to Texas, after a 65-million-year-long hiatus, in a larger-than-life production that is expected to bring thunderous receipts to the Houston area.
Jurassic World: The Exhibition opens a six-month run at Katy Mills Mall today. While it employs about 200 area residents, the exhibit is expected to sell more than half a million tickets, which start at $24 for visitors ages 3 to 15 and $31.99 for those 16 and older.
The set being used at Katy Mills debuted in Dallas in 2021, Baker said, and went to Denver, San Diego, and Atlanta before coming to Houston. Transporting the set requires six containers, or 21 trucks, and building the robotic animatronic dinosaurs is a significant investment in the first place.
Shows are currently scheduled through October, and producers are expecting at least 500,000 visitors, although the show’s run could be extended if the demand persists.
So, another date on our calendar?
Though they still haven’t announced a time yet, but the next Starship launch is scheduled for this coming Thursday, March 14th. Hopefully, this one, the 3rd, will be completely successful, unlike the first two.
Unfortunately, we’ll be leaving early that morning, on our way up to Fredericksburg to begin our Family Get-Together Weekend. So I may not get to see this one.
We’ll see.
March 10, 2025
Happy Birthday, Mom . . .
Today was Jan’s mom’s birthday. Trudy would have been 104.
She lived with us for about 12 years from 1994 to 2006, and unlike many mother-in-law/son-in-law relationships, we got along great.
In fact, if Jan and I were arguing about something, she would always take my side. Much to Jan’s consternation, believe me. And this often just prolonged the argument.
Happy Birthday, Mom!
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Today was also kind of interesting for a change.
One of my duties is to pay the monthly sales tax amounts to the state of Texas. And today we got a letter from the State saying that our December 2024 payment was late, and fining us a penalty of $50.00.
Knowing that I was never late on a payment, I went online and checked, finding that I had made the payment of $430.79 on Dec 6th, and it settled on Dec 9th. So, not late since it’s always due on the 15th of the month.
So when we contacted them with a copy of the payment information, including the trace #, they then told us that they did not receive the paperwork in time that was sent by mail.
Wait. What? What paperwork?
Turns out that along with the online payment, Jennifer has to send in a signed form, and that’s what they received late.
And when we questioned them further on this, they said that they not only received the signed form late, it did not have a postmark on the envelope on it, either, which they said would have validated that we had mailed it out on time.
So, the U.S. Post Office not only delivered the letter two weeks late, but failed to postmark the envelope.
And this is our fault, how?
My question was, if we have to send in a form via mail, why don’t we just send them a check at the same time. Well, it turns out that they no longer accept checks, just payment online.
So I spent about an hour filling out an online form to request a waiver of the $50 penalty.
Your state government at work.
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This Thursday, we’ll be on our way up to the El Palenque Mexican Restaurant in Spring to meet up with Debi and Ed Hurlburt for our monthly get-together. Looking forward to it.
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Tomorrow I’m going to make another pass at my Jeep’s brake problem.
Stay Tuned.
