Today was my last full day at work for a while. I will go in for an hour or so on Monday before my Pre-Op with Dr. Wang, my neurosurgeon. Then on Tuesday I’ll show up at the Houston Physician’s Hospital at 10am for my Lumbar Fusion operation.
I did stop off on my way home this afternoon to pick up my new Aspen Vista Back Brace.
And $351.65 later, this is what I walked out with this.
And based on $351 being my 20% payment under Medicare, that means the retail for this brace is over $1750. So I was surprised and NOT happy to find it available on Amazon.
For $179.99.
Wish I had known this ahead of time.
Sunday we’re getting together with Brandi, Lowell, and Landon at our favorite King Food for Brandi’s Birthday.
Looking forward to it.
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Came across this interesting story recently about the Black Bear Diner chain, but it doesn’t tell the whole story.
The very first Black Bear Diner opened in 1995 in Mount Shasta, where black bears come with the wooded territory. Growing up in the Northern California town, co-founder Bob Manley’s childhood was filled with the colossal mammals. Legend has it that when he was 12 years old, he had a close call with a nearly 600-pound black bear while on a hunting trip with his father. They ended up killing the bear, and to this day, Manley still wears one of its gold-capped claws as a necklace.
Well, this is kind of the story, but not the whole story.
The original BBD was actually the Hi-Lo Motel & Cafe in Weed, CA, which dates back to the 40’s, I believe.
That’s where the newspaper menus, the large portions, and the actual items on the menu came from.
The story goes that in the 90’s there was a divorce in the family that owned Hi-Lo and they split off and went down the road to Mount Shasta and started the first Black Bear Diner concept.
Here’s what I blogged back in June 2011 on our first visit to Weed, CA.
Jan and I headed out about 5:30 to downtown Weed and the Hi-Lo Diner. The Hi-Lo has been around since the 40’s and is the original store of what became the Black Bear Diner chain of 50 restaurants in 8 states. Apparently there was a divorce back in the 1990’s that split things up. One side then partially bought out the other, leaving the Hi-Lo by itself.
And here’s something else we found out while we were there.
One thing we had noticed last night was this inscription on their coffee cups.
Now I would have sworn that Dawson Creek, BC, Canada thinks that they are the beginning of the AL-CAN highway. At least they thought so when we were there 3 years ago.
So this morning I thought to ask, and their answer kind of makes sense.
The cashier said that US 97 originates in Weed, CA and goes all the way up to Dawson Creek. And checking it out when we got home shows they’re right.
US 97 runs up to the Canada border at Oroville, WA and there becomes PH (Provincial Highway) 97 and, poof!, 1400 miles later you’re in Dawson Creek. And actually PH 97 runs all the way up to Watson Lake in the Yukon as the AL-CAN along with PH 1.
But when you get Dawson Creek, it’s still another 1500 miles to Fairbanks. A long trip.
Still Counting Down.
Thought For The Day:
With the rise of self-driving vehicles, it’s only a matter of time before there’s a country song about a guy’s truck leaving him.
And Now On To Today’s Retro-Blogs.™
September 13, 2009
Where else can you walk on the ocean floor…
Today is our last full day in Canada for a while, and is also our day to visit the Bay of Fundy area.
The Bay of Fundy is home to the highest tidal changes in the world. In a 6 hour period the water level can change 30-50 feet depending on the phase of the moon.
But first, we decided to try a place we’d heard about here in Canada called Cora. Cora is a type of restaurant that seems very popular here in Canada. It is only open for breakfast and lunch. It closes at 3 pm every day.
And it was fantastic. The food is delicious, and every menu item is a work of art. Hopefully we’ll be able to eat here for breakfast tomorrow before we leave.
After breakfast, we made the 30-mile trip south to the Hopewell Rock area of the Bay of Fundy. On the way, we drove along the Chocolate River, which seems very aptly named.
As it was low tide and this river connects with the Bay of Fundy, it was basically a chocolate-colored mud flat.
And here is what it looked like coming back home.
We arrived at Hopewell Rocks about 1 pm, a little before the full low tide point at 1:41 pm. The trail down to the Rocks is about 3/4 mile through the forest. Getting there, here is what we saw.
Then we walked down the 125 steps to the ocean floor.
That’s Jan out there.
By the time high tide occurs, the water level will be at the top of the narrow sections of the rocks above.
There are a number of warning signs in the area.
Apparently people are often caught on the ocean floor when the tide comes in. Someone said that someone drowned here a couple of weeks ago.
Because it would be a little over 6 hours until high tide, we drove further down the coast along the Bay of Fundy. On the way, we passed a couple of number of scenic views, including a couple of 100-year-old covered bridges, one of which is still in use.
1905 Covered Bridge
As we neared the Bay of Fundy National Park, we came across these scenic areas. The first is a view of a cliffside shrouded in the fog that had settled in as the day progressed.
Nearby was a boat dock that shows the problem of mooring boats in an area where the water level varies 30-50 feet twice a day.
Finally, we headed back up the coast to Hopewell Rocks to see the results of the tide coming in.
Unfortunately, we weren’t able to stay for the full high tide because it would occur after dark, and there is no lighting at the Rocks, or on the 3/4 mile walk through the woods to the parking area.
The only downside to our visit was the fact that as the sun went down, the mosquitos came out…with a vengeance. You’d think they hadn’t eaten in a year, but they certainly made up for it that night.
We stayed as late as we could. In fact it was downright dark by the time we made it back to the toad.
I’d always heard of the tides at the Bay of Fundy and it was neat to be able to see them for ourselves.
But, maybe the best thing about our Bay of Fundy trip is that Jan finally got to see a Canadian moose!
Tomorrow we head back to the good ole USA.
September 13, 2010
Going back to Houston. . . Houston. . . Houston. . .
As we were getting ready to pull out this morning, Emma and Mister started jockeying for position in Jan’s chair. Note the glare that Emma’s giving Mister, and Mister couldn’t care less.
We left Poche’s RV Park about 10:30 heading for Houston with a quick stop-over at Mulate’s for lunch before we left.
One thing we haven’t seen in a while since we’ve been out west and up north is sugar cane. From a distance it looks kind of like corn, but when you look closer, there are no ears of corn.
The sugar cane stalk itself looks like a stick of bamboo, but the inside is sweet and juicy.
We went back to Mulate’s for lunch for two reasons, the great gumbo and bread pudding, of course, but also to see Tracey.
Mulate’s – plain on the outside.
Very nice on the inside.
As I said yesterday, I’ve been eating at Mulate’s for over 15 years, and it seems like Tracey’s been waiting on me for most of that time. Here’s Tracey on the left, and Sheila on the right, Sheila’s also waited on me many times when Tracey wasn’t there.
Luckily, Mulate’s has a nice big parking lot that makes for an easy in and out.
We left Mulate’s about noon heading for Galveston Bay RV Park in Dickinson, TX.
I thought I’d include these bridge shots along the way.
The first one is the I-10 bridge over the Calcasieu River in Lake Charles. It’s 148 feet above the water.
And this is the Fred Hartman Bridge on State Highway 146 southeast of Houston, and it’s 178 feet above the water.
On top of that, it’s a really beautiful bridge in its own right.
We did have a couple of milestones yesterday and today. Yesterday we hit 37,000 miles since we hit the road in February of 2008, and today, right before we got into Houston, we crossed 100,000 miles on the coach itself.
And Beauty is still going strong and running great. And with a partial new paint job to boot.
We saw this sign for our favorite gas station/market store just past Lake Charles. It’s referring to the Buc-ee’s on I-10 in Luling, TX. Luckily we didn’t have to wait that long to visit a Buc-ee’s, since we always stop at the one in League City, TX, which is about 5 miles from the RV park where we’ll spend the winter.
They always have great prices on fuel, in today’s case, $2.70 a gallon for diesel, which is a nice change from the prices up north.
When we’re parked for a long time, in this case, several months, I always fill the tank first to cut down on any condensation forming in the fuel tank. Diesel and water don’t mix well.
131.9 gallons later we pulled into site 73 at the park and got plugged in. We didn’t do anything else beside plugging in power, because we only had about 15 minutes to meet the kids at Monterey’s Little Mexico, one of our favorite Mexican places in Dickinson. I love their Chicken Tortilla Soup.
We had a great time seeing everyone, and the best thing is, I finally got to hold little Landon.
Getting back to the rig I got the sat dish set up while Jan let out the slide and got things put out inside.
We’re here until at least the middle of January, although we may move if our old site becomes available.
September 13, 2011
Pizza and Computers . . .
When we got up this morning, Jan said she wanted to eat breakfast out, so about 9:30 we headed across the Interstate to Bob Evans to eat. We both really enjoy their food, especially since they’ve added cappuccinos to the menu, with free refills. The caramel flavor is delicious.
Getting back home, it was a cleaning day for Jan and a To Do List day for me.
A little before 2 pm I headed over to the RV Motor Home Hall of Fame to meet with them about upgrading their computers and computer network. After talking things over with them, I’ll do some research tonight and get back with them tomorrow.
A little before 6 Jan and I headed over to Mancino’s Pizza, our favorite local pizza place. But almost better than the pizza are the garlic butter breadsticks. They’re actually made from the pizza dough, baked, and then drizzled in butter. You get your choice of several dips, including marinara, spicy cheese, and of course, garlic butter.
We’ve both said that if the pizza wasn’t so good, we’d still go and just have the breadsticks. They’re that good.
Getting back to the rig we ran into Charley Dilworth. He and his wife Sherry are in the area to attend a rally. We last saw Charley and Sherry back in July when we were in Cody, WY. It’s always good to run into friends.
September 13, 2012
Wild Blue Yonder . . .
First thing this morning I went down to the office to let them know I had mail coming in.
Then it was underneath the rig to look at my fuel tank vent problem. As it turned out the hose wasn’t where they said it was, but it was pretty obvious where it was.
It was hanging down from the back of the fuel tank, and by sticking a small wire up into it found it definitely stopped up. So that was the source of the vacuum on my tank system.
In rodding out the vent tube with a straighten-out coat hanger I found the remains of what looked like a dirt dauber nest. And after carefully cleaning out the tube, I was able to blow air into the tank. So that problem was fixed.
But the next problem will be harder to solve. I knew that the vacuum on the fuel system had crumpled in part of my fuel tank. In fact it seems I’ve lost about 25 gallons from the capacity of my 150-gallon tank.
At first I thought the sides of the tank were just dimpled in, and that maybe I could put a little air pressure on the tank and pop it back out. But it turns out that the front end of the tank was crumpled in such that it might be hard to fix without replacing it.
So I’m going to have to give it some further thought and maybe check with Spartan, my chassis manufacturer. We’ll see.
Later, a little after 5pm we drove over to Greensburg to have dinner at Chili’s. And as usual, the food was good and the service was great. But the really neat thing was the Ziosk on every table.
It’s a small computer, about the size of the Kindle Fire, that allows you to play games, order desserts, or reorder drinks. But the neat thing is that you can pay your check right at your table.
There is a credit card swipe slot on the right side, and it even prints you a receipt from underneath. You merely select your check by number, swipe your card, and sign your name on the screen.
Really neat! I wonder how long it will be before we can order our meal on it too.
Tomorrow, if Jan’s still feeling OK, we’re going to do some sightseeing, possibly into Cincinnati to visit Jungle Jim’s Market, a really amazing grocery store that covers several acres and has products from all over the world.
September 13, 2014
Miserable . . .
That’s what I was most of last night and early this morning. It drizzled all night, and that, combined with a stiff breeze and 62 degrees, made the wind chill in the 50’s.
And I was not prepared for 50’s. The outside heaters were still packed away, and the only thing long sleeve I could find without waking Jan was a light windbreaker. I really needed something with a hood because my ears were freezing due to the wind. Finally ended up putting a towel over my head.
Yeah, I know. Whine, whine, whine. Such is the life of a gate guard.
Today was a little better. It was cloudy, and only made it up to 67°, but the wind died down so that helped. And after Jan came out at 7am to relieve me, I dug out the heaters and a hooded sweatshirt for her, so she was pretty comfortable during the day.
Last night’s all-night drizzle was preceded by yesterday’s high winds and heavy rains. A lot of heavy rain. I believe the technical term is ‘gullywasher’. But the pea gravel we had them put down when we first got here pretty much kept the flooding under control.
And our Coleman 13 x 13 Canopy took care of protecting us from the high winds and rain.
This is our second year of use on this one and it’s still holding up fine.
The Wenzel 10 x 10 canopy we used our first year of gate guarding in 2012 barely made it through our four month stint. In fact I left it at the Gate Guard Services yard for anyone that wanted it. But based on our experiences with the Wenzel, I had a better idea of what to look for in our next one.
1. Bigger is usually better, so I went with a 13 x 13 rather than a 10 x 10. The legs are still 10 x 10 but the canopy overhangs.
2. I want one with the roof vent at the top. This helps keep the wind from lifting it so much, and also lets out the hot air. (no comments, please)
3. I wanted one that had UV protection in the canopy fabric. With the old one you could feel the heat coming through on sunny days. The Coleman has 50+ SPF protection and it really makes a difference.
4. I wanted one that was heavy-duty, and again this one has held up with no problems.
The whole thing comes in a wheeled case about 9” x 9” x 5’ tall and weighs about 40 pounds. I paid about $170 for mine last year with free Prime shipping, which was only about $30 more than our first one. Well worth the cost.
For dinner tonight, Jan and I had the steak dinner that one of the guys dropped off for us yesterday. Really good, and even splitting it, there was plenty for both of us.
Today’s vehicle count was a little higher than yesterday’s 80, with 93 vehicles coming through. Still, not bad.
Tomorrow, just another day on the gate.
September 13, 2015
Brrrrr!
Last night turned out to be kind of chilly. Actually, at 55 degrees with a slight wind, it was downright cold. I kept adding layers until I ended up with a T-shirt, a long-sleeve FRC shirt, and a windbreaker and my orange vest, along with my pull-over knit cap. And still, my hands were cold. It’s supposed to be about the same tomorrow night, so I’ll dig out my gloves. And maybe it’s time to start digging out the two small heaters we have for outside.
Today was another 85 degree day with a lot of sun and a light breeze. Very nice. It is supposed to warm up a little over the next few days, back in the high 80’s and low 90’s, with mid 60’s at night. Again, nice.
We’re always looking for ways to make our life a little easier on the gate so one of the things I do is preprint our log sheets with all the info except for the date and page number.
This saves us a lot of time writing the same things over and over. The log sheets come in pads, so I tear them off, stack the sheets in the printer, and then print them out using a template I made a couple of years ago. So at each new gate, I just add the new info to the template and we’re ready to go.
Our vehicle count jumped a bit today, up to 125 over yesterday’s 108. Most of the increase seemed to be sand trucks. But, unlike other years, they come through the gate in smaller numbers, spread out over the day, rather than just one big gob like in previous years. Much nicer.
The new thermostat to fix my water heater should be here Tuesday in my Amazon order.
The repair kit comes with both a new thermostat and a new ECO, so I’ll go ahead and replace both. From the online instructions, it looks like both units are stuck to the side of the tank with some sort of adhesive. So you pull the old ones off, clean off the old adhesive, and stick on the new ones. Easy Peazy.
I hope.
September 13, 2016
LCD’s and LED’s . . .
They’ve started completion on this well, the first of three, so our vehicle count really jumped up. In fact, at 68, it was our 2nd highest day so far.
The temperature made it all the way up to 90 before an unscheduled rainstorm blew through around 3pm. It was only heavy for a few minutes before it settled down to a light drizzle, with two good results.
It was just enough to settle the dust on the road without making things muddy, and it dropped the temperature down to the high 70’s, then stayed in the mid-80’s the rest of the afternoon. Nice.
After thinking about it overnight, I had decided to not wait until Thursday to get the new TV, but to go over this morning and pick one up at Wal-Mart. Between getting the groceries, picking out a TV, and then getting lunch to bring back, I’d have to either go over early, cutting way into my 4 hour sleep window, or I’d get back late, meaning Jan has to work a longer shift.
So I was going to get the TV today (and lunch), and then get groceries on Thursday (and lunch) as usual.
But then that all changed with an early morning comment from blog reader Rob Nixon. He clued me into a website called ShopJimmy.com that sells boards and parts for hundreds of TV’s, and will even rebuild your boards for you.
So I decided to put off my BCS trip until I could check out ShopJimmy. But as it turns out, they no longer have parts for my 8-year-old RCA, and when I called them, I found out that they no longer rebuild boards for it either, due to the fact that parts are no longer available. I did talk with the tech for a few minutes, and he at first thought that I might have a backlight problem.
Most people don’t realize that an LCD TV is actually kind of a slide or movie projector. The TV video is displayed on the LCD screen, but you can’t see it until it is lit from behind, as I said, just like a projector. So if your light source goes out, then you can’t see the video. But you can shine a flashlight on the screen at a 45-degree angle and see that the video is still there.
Up until recently , most backlights were actually small fluorescent tubes just like in your light fixtures, so they do burn out. But now more and more TV’s and computer monitors are using LED’s as a backlight source, giving you longer life and better colors. Over the years I’ve had the backlight go out on both a laptop and a monitor, so it does happen.
But I know a bad backlight is not my problem because my screen lights up, but there’s just no video getting to it.
So as it stands now I’m going into BCS tomorrow, Wednesday, to pick up a new one. And I’m looking at this one.
It’s Full HD at 1080p, a step up from the 720p model we have now, and it has LED backlighting. It also has built-in Wi-Fi so we can stream Amazon Prime movies directly to it. And it’s only $228, which is less than half what our RCA cost us 8 years ago. And for a lot more features.
Whatever we get it needs to have a single pedestal base like the photo above, and not the two legs version like this one.
Where we set the TV on the dashboard is only about 20” wide so I doubt the two small feet will work for us.
Wal-Mart’s computer says that they have them in stock, so we’ll see. I think as far as Jan’s concerned, I’d better not come home without a new TV.
After calling yesterday, today I heard back from American Coach about my broken screen door latch.
And as I found out earlier this year when I tried to buy new hinges for my screen door, no parts were available. That’s apparently considered part of the entire main door, and that company went out of business years ago.
So my next step is to try Colaw’s RV Salvage in Missouri. And if they don’t have it, I’ll have to try and make something up from some aluminum strips.
It’s always something.
September 13, 2017
Glad To Have My Wife Back . . .
Today was another Clear Lake travel day, so after gassing up at the Kroger’s in Willis, I was on my way about 9:45.
While I was getting gas I was checking out the SigAlert app on my phone, looking at all the red (heavy) traffic lines moving through downtown Houston. I was already planning on taking the Hardy Toll Rd. into I-610E and then back over to I-45, but then it all bogged down into bumper-to-bumper cars, especially around the I-10 interchange.
But looking east of town I saw that I could go east at I-610 instead of west and then hook up with I-69/US59 south, which would bring me back into I-45 below the downtown area, and all the heavy traffic
And it worked. It was just smooth sailing with almost no slowdowns, never dropping below 50mph. And even better it looks like it will work in reverse as well, when I’m coming back to Conroe.
Things went pretty well at the client’s today, except for the USB WiFi adapter Win7 install. I was able to track down a number of things in the system that I had been looking for. It’s amazing all the weird places the ex-guy found to squirrel things away.
But the USB WiFi adapter install on the Win7 is still a dud. I uninstalled and reinstalled the drivers several times, I tried 3 different USB ports on the machine, and I swapped in the working adapter from the Win10 machine.
All with no luck. So now it’s an email off to the seller, and we’ll see how it goes.
Since I was picking up Jan in Katy this afternoon, I was on the way about 3pm trying to stay ahead of the traffic, especially since leaving Brandi’s, we’d encounter even more traffic heading up to Conroe.
So Jan and I were on our way from Brandi’s a little after 4, taking the 99 Tollway up to I-45 and then on up to Willis for . . . Whataburger!
Tomorrow we’ll rest up and later get groceries, as well as take care of a few other things.
September 13, 2018
Betsy Rossing It . . .
I spent the morning trying to get Jan’s Viking sewing machine cleaned up and checked out.
It’s a Viking #1, a high-end one that Gina Ellis, a late friend of ours, gave Jan in 2009. I guess she gifted it to Jan because she got something bigger and better, though I can’t imagine what it could be, since this one seems to be able to do just about anything, including probably mowing your grass.
It comes with 6 programming cards like this one
that will do pretty much any embroidery stitch or pattern you can imagine, even monograms, words, or sentences in either block or cursive letters.
Or bears.
The reason his head is off a little is that the fabric got hung up while it was being stitched. Normally this is a hands-off function. Just push the button selecting the pattern, and press the foot pedal, and off it goes.
The machine automatically sets everything – thread tension, stitch length, stitch width, presser foot pressure, etc. It’s all programmed.
Jan used the machine for a year or so and then it was retired to a rig storage bay for the last 7-8 years. So I figured I might have to spend some time getting it going again.
But to my amazement, I took the cover off, wiped it down, plugged in and turned it on. And immediately ran a stitch forward and reverse, and then embroidered a pair of birds. And it all worked perfectly.
For a few minutes.
Then when Jan tried it, it would run a long stitch, and then when you stopped, it wouldn’t start up again. Sometimes if you turned it off and back on, it would do another stitch of any length, but not restart.
I thought maybe I had set something up wrong, but no luck finding anything.
Finally it was time for us to head out so I thought I’d stop by the Viking dealer located in the JoAnn Fabrics at Baybrook Mall and ask some questions.
Our first stop was our local favorite, Pho 20, for lunch. Jan had the Lo Mein with veggies.
while I got the White Meat Chicken Pho, my usual.
Knowing I like it hot, Sherry, the owner, brought me out some really hot little Mexican peppers that one of the cooks got from his mother in Mexico. Jan even put some of them on her Lo Mein. And as usual Sherry sent us home with a whole bag of extra goodies.
I also spiced things up by mixing in some of the Carolina Reaper paste I got at Aldi’s last week.
As I said before, it wasn’t as hot as I expected, but it does add a touch of good smoky flavor. Not bad at all.
Then, after Home Depot and WalMart stops, we went by JoAnn. I picked up a new ‘A’ presser foot, but they couldn’t help me with my problem. I did find out that I could bring the machine in for a cleaning and tune-up for $129.50. Might consider it.
Getting home I started fooling with the Viking again, and finally stumbled across the problem. Turns out that the cord that connects the foot pedal to the machine was flakey at the machine end of the connector. If you bent it one way, the machine got flakey, but if you bent it the other way, it worked fine.
So for right now I just left it bent the other way, so Jan could do her sewing project, which she did with no more problems. I’ll fix or replace the connector later.
September 13, 2019
More Jack . . .
Coming home, I made a bypass stop at the El Dorado Wal-Mart to pick up an order that had come in for Jan. She had seen this throw blanket and pillow and just had to have it.
And it’s easy to use why. More memories.
This was another of those orders where you go to the Pickup Tower to retrieve the package.
But this time, rather than it coming down the dumbwaiter in the tower, one of the lockers beside the tower popped open, containing my order.
Finishing up there, I crossed the road to the Sam’s Club for gas, today at $1.97, down another penny from last week. Nice.
Later, after getting home, I crawled under the rig to take another look at my oil filter adapter. Cummins sent me a tech bulletin showing that there is a bolt in the center of the adapter mount that must also be removed after I removed the four bolts.
But after taking a number of closeup photos, I see no sign of a bolt.
It’s just a shaft with some sort of locking pin resting in an indent. I guess it’s possible I’m supposed to knock that pin out, but I don’t know.
At least as far as I can see. So I guess it’s back on the phone to Cummins on Monday.
Talking about our Lola Savannah coffee, Jan regularly says how much she likes ‘our coffee’. And I regularly remind her that what we have every morning is not what most people call ‘coffee’.
By the time we start with our flavored coffee, then add a couple of teaspoons of cocoa powder, and some Sugar-Free French Vanilla Creamer, and then sometimes top it off with Sugar-Free Whipped Cream and a sprinkle of cinnamon, most coffee drinkers would scoff. But it is good.
Several readers have inquired about my blog post the other day entitled, “The Best $4.99 I Ever Spent”, and wondered what the $4.99 was for.
Well, it was for the paid version of the Where’s My Droid app. The free version pretty much just let me locate the phone, and that’s was it.
No photos, no wipe or lock. Sorry I didn’t make that clear.
Brandi sent over this latest photo of New Dog Jack,
and said he’s making himself right at home.
Our son Chris said he’s just making sure he doesn’t get sent back to doggy prison.
Probably that too.
Not sure when or where, but we’re supposed to get together with Brandi, et al., for her birthday on Sunday. Looking forward to it, when/wherever.
September 13, 2020
Two Lights Down . . .
Well, the turn signals are fixed. Almost anyway. It looks like my front left bulb is out. So that’s next to be replaced.
Turns out to have been the flasher unit. Yeah, I know it should have been the first thing I checked, but this has been a weird problem.
I mean, this started out as a problem with my rear taillights/turn signals/brake lights, which you would think would indicate a ‘common’ problem, since it seems they all quit at the same time.
But my taillights turned out to be two bad bulbs with both filaments blown in each. And now my turn signal turned out to be a bad flasher unit. So now I’m looking at the brake lights.
I know the brake lights themselves work because I can trigger them from the rear relay panel. But so far the problem seems to be in the brake pedal switches.
The two switches are in parallel, probably for redundancy, and I’ve got power feeding to the switches from the 5A fuse, but nothing seems to be coming out the other side. So next I’m going to try to ring out the wire from the switches to the rear panel. But the big problem here is that I can’t really get to the switches themselves, since it’s buried in the floor under the pedal.
But that’s for Tuesday.
September 13, 2021
Called On Account Of The Rain . . .
Joe, our mechanic, called a little after 8am to tell us that, due to the heavy rains and flooding that are forecast for the next few days due to incoming Tropical Storm Nicholas, he’s shutting down his shop until Wednesday. He said he’ll lock our Jeep in a bay and put it up on a lift just in case.
In the meantime, Smokey the Truck is still running fine, so it should be no problem to keep using it until then.
So for right now, Jan and I are just going to hunker down and wait out the storm. But so far it doesn’t seem to be as bad as they had been forecasting.
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A couple of blogs back I talked about ‘tourons’, tourists doing moron things, especially in Yellowstone National Park.
Well, it turns out that Yellowstone has a long history of ‘tourons’, much of it actually encouraged by Park officials.
Bad Yellowstone: Park Was All-Out Petting Zoo 100 Years Ago
That’s President Calvin Coolidge feeding the bear below.
Claiming NPS had a “duty to present wildlife as a spectacle,” Park Superintendent Horace Albright instituted a circus-like atmosphere in Yellowstone that bordered on an all-out zoo. In fact, at least two separate zoos operated inside the park at one time.
The zoo consisted of “four very tame bears, a badger, several coyotes, a pet buffalo calf and a number of different species of birds,” according to promotional materials of the age.
Under Albright, the “Lunch Counter for Bears” was established behind Old Faithful Inn complete with bleacher seating for hundreds. The full-on dinner show was billed in a 1920 hotel brochure as a place where one could “photograph a wild bear and eat a course dinner in the same hour.”
What was once a convenient garbage disposal for park employees where food scraps magically disappeared thanks to dozens of handy marauding bruins, became one of the park’s biggest attractions in the Roaring ’20s.
A larger bear-feeding frenzy took place at Canyon Hotel as well. The spectacle sometimes drew a reported 50-70 bruins at a time, snacking on food refuse bait tossed there by park employees. No one saw anything wrong with the practice. After all, a fed bear was a happy bear; tourists were entertained and the park got rid of its garbage.
I guess times change, but people don’t.
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Based on this recent article I would have been on permanent suspension all during elementary school.
We all would’ve been.
It seems that a six-year-old First Grader was suspended from school and charged with a Class III Infraction, infractions that include Arson, Assault, Bomb Threats, Burglary, Drugs, Explosives, Firearms, and Sexual Battery.
So what did this six-year-old domestic terrorist do?
Well, while playing cops and robbers during recess, he and a classmate pointed finger guns at each other, saying ‘bang bang’.
The infraction that little Jackson was required to sign is equivalent to charges of arson, assault, robbery, bomb threats, and explosives, Belcher family attorney M. Reed Marts told Fox News.
A Class III infraction is considered the most serious by the school system and results in students being unable to return to school grounds until a conference is held to discuss the violation.
Oh, The Horror!
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Tomorrow, weather permitting, we’re heading up to Katz’s Deli Express in The Woodlands to meet up with Debi and Ed Hurlburt, and hopefully Janice and Dave Evans for our monthly lunch get-together.
(Sorry about that)
