Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Upset Parents
Yesterday while mowing the lawn, I became aware of some Killdeer who seemed quite upset. I was near the edge of the lawn near where we let the brome grass grow. I looked around and saw this little duffer running. A fuzz ball with skinny legs.
Hiding like it's supposed too.
Very small
Hiding like it's supposed too.
Very small
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
South Dakota Fun
Tourists, uh, upset me at times. Obnoxious, rude, etc. It bothers me more than it should I know. But, sometimes it's fun to know that I am still ahead of them.
There were several of us waiting to check into the hotel this evening. As I stood in line some were upset that it was taking so long. When checking in there are several things that need to be done; name, address, phone #, credit card, etc. Sometimes the computer cannot take all the information in a second.
The couple in front of me had no reservation, so they ended up paying the full amount, $109.00. The people behind me were amazed when it took me about 22 seconds to check in and my rate is $71.00. It's good to be a frequent guest.
Oh, and I am in a suite with a kitchenette.
Life is good!
There were several of us waiting to check into the hotel this evening. As I stood in line some were upset that it was taking so long. When checking in there are several things that need to be done; name, address, phone #, credit card, etc. Sometimes the computer cannot take all the information in a second.
The couple in front of me had no reservation, so they ended up paying the full amount, $109.00. The people behind me were amazed when it took me about 22 seconds to check in and my rate is $71.00. It's good to be a frequent guest.
Oh, and I am in a suite with a kitchenette.
Life is good!
Monday, June 20, 2011
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Monday, June 13, 2011
It's Exciting as Hell
Ladies and gentlemen:
Dale the Truck Driver guy from Minnesota has returned and he's better than ever!
Dale the Truck Driver guy from Minnesota has returned and he's better than ever!
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Messin' with the Missouri
The Missouri River is flooding. Floods happen. There are some things that cannot be controlled. Part of the reason is man's desire to change nature.
For more on Mother Nature's flood panning go here and here.
Prior to channelization, Schneiders said, the Missouri River was 5,000 to 10,000 feet wide at Sioux City, going by at about 2 mph. Now, it's 740 feet wide, traveling at 6 mph.Read the whole article at the Sioux City Journal.
For more on Mother Nature's flood panning go here and here.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Tourist Season
Memorial Day in the USA. The start of that wonderful time of year.
Tourist Season (aka Fucking Idiots on the Roads and in Hotels)
As a professional traveller, Memorial Day to Labor Day is the time of year I have come to hate. I would rather drive on ice covered roads than deal with tourists!
The SUV or Minivan or Crossover or whatever, you load up with your kids and bikes and whatever else you can strap on or stuff in. Head down the highway, in the left lane, not paying attention to anything.
Every night I make it safely to my destination, check into my room, go have a quiet dinner (sometimes it's quiet), and back to the room to relax.
That's about the time the kids are running up and down the hall screaming and yelling, getting all of the dogs in the hotel (no pets allowed) barking as loud as they can. The parents immediately remedy this after motel sex (that's why the kids were in the halls in the first place) by screaming at the top of their lungs telling the little bastards to settle down or there will be a time out.
I'm too tired to finish this, but one last thing:
I can't wait for September to get here!
Tourist Season (aka Fucking Idiots on the Roads and in Hotels)
As a professional traveller, Memorial Day to Labor Day is the time of year I have come to hate. I would rather drive on ice covered roads than deal with tourists!
The SUV or Minivan or Crossover or whatever, you load up with your kids and bikes and whatever else you can strap on or stuff in. Head down the highway, in the left lane, not paying attention to anything.
Every night I make it safely to my destination, check into my room, go have a quiet dinner (sometimes it's quiet), and back to the room to relax.
That's about the time the kids are running up and down the hall screaming and yelling, getting all of the dogs in the hotel (no pets allowed) barking as loud as they can. The parents immediately remedy this after motel sex (that's why the kids were in the halls in the first place) by screaming at the top of their lungs telling the little bastards to settle down or there will be a time out.
I'm too tired to finish this, but one last thing:
I can't wait for September to get here!
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
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