Fog. It's here again. No noise from the airport at all, which makes it real spooky outside. Of course, I love it. The only sound is water dripping onto the blanket of leaves. It's cold, but a wet cold, with humidity at 113%. I turned on the airport radio frequency for a bit and heard the tower controller say, "Eva32HeavyCrossRunway34righttaketaxiwayechotobravoholdshortofrunway34Left". Then I heard a female Chinese co-pilot say something back which approximated that. Since no crunching sound followed, I figure they have it all under control. My dad used to be an air traffic controller, way back in the day when you still talked them down. In fact, believe it or not, he was an ATC at Roswell, NM in 1947. Did he know anything? I don't know. Never got a chance to ask him. Can you believe that? Which is just by way of reminder:
Ask your dad stuff!
My mom was having a good memory day, so I asked her some things. She used to spend summers at her grandmother's farm back before electricity and plumbing.
So, did you guys ride horses?
Sometimes.
[So, I'm picturing her and cousin Leslie riding a couple of spirited ponies. I ask her.]
No, they were just old workhorses. No saddles or anything.
What work did they do?
Plow. Pull the buggy.
Buggy? Whose?
Aunt Maude's. She would take it into town.
They didn't have a car?
** Stare **
No, I guess they wouldn't have. So, what kind of chores did you do?
We milked the cows, carried water, worked in the garden, gathered eggs.
How many cows did you have?
About six or seven I think.
Did they have names?
Of course.
Do you remember the names?
No.
Did you have any favorite cows?
No, they were all nice.
posted by Rick at 12:29 AM
Post #2694. Debt. Remember when some people, me included, expressed concerns that the rapidly expanding debt would soon reach a TRILION DOLLARS!? Well, as of today the world debt amounts to $164,000,000,000,000.00. And we're no longer worried at all.
Rick Macherat 03-24-2005 at 05:25:20 PM
posted by Rick at 11:17 AM
#2694 Most embarrassing moment(s). Have you had that feeling when an embarrassing situation presses its memory back into your present state? We all have. Sometimes it can make you feel hot, even sweaty. Does me anyway. How about two of them, two most embarrassing moments coming back at the same time? First one: I'm standing at a coffee bar at Honolulu International Airport, waiting for my flight. A man comes up next to me and I'm distantly aware of him when he taps me on the arm. I turn to look, and he wordlessly points at my arm where I finally notice that I've left the tag on my fashionable new silk sports jacket, purchased just for this trip. Fast forward about five or six years. I'm recently back on the mainland where you people have been pumping your own gas for awhile. Because of unique circumstances, I've never done that but can certainly figure it out, can't I? My car hasn't arrived yet, I'm driving a borrowed one and it needs gas. No problem. I pull up, do all the right things and begin pouring a goodly amount of gas into the place where you lift up the gas door and real close to the hole leading to the gas tank. For more than a few seconds it runs onto the surface of the gas station and from there fairly lavishly into the street. I'm watching the numbers, amazed at how fast the amount goes up. So, this guy one car over says, "Hey!" and points to the gas flood I'm causing. Yikes. Embarrassing moment number two. Why these, why now? I've just realized twenty-five or so years later, a little hotly and sweatily, that it was the same guy
posted by Rick at 1:24 PM
** Just a note for myself - "Donna" is at
her site which was Jim's but he's her husband if it's the same one from L's partner at the old RTFTWC which still exists at http://right-thinking.blogspot.com/ . My site appears abandoned too, but I'm just too busy to keep it up regularly. And it's harder to type with these new eyes (no cataracts.) ANYway, she reviews or has reviewed more movies than anyone alive and a good place to head to when you just want a
yes or
no. mho 13 MAR 18
posted by Rick at 12:03 PM
