I've had some trouble with sleep apnea. So I'm going to see a Dr at a sleep apnea clinic. The first question on the 10 page sleep history form is, "why are you coming to see us at this clinic?"
I came close, but did not put, "duh".
Instead I put, "and here's your sign."
My problem is that I don't know how to do a Sam Kennison scream with my computer.
Tuesday, August 31, 2004
Wednesday, August 18, 2004
Highway Construction
I've been to Wichita and back twice this week. It's only Wed AM. Two things cross my mind. One, when entering a multi-lane hiway, or 'merging', find a gap, look at the car in front of that gap, and get in behind him. This is opposite of the popular belief that one should find a large yellow truck with two cars on his left, and then time your entrance so that you find yourself precisely beside the truck. Paying no attention to the large gap in front of, and behind, the yellow truck. This move is usually followed by the driver of the car giving a sneer, flashing their headlights, or a salute to the trucker, without the use of the entire hand.
Two, if wise investing is your game, one might look into any group holding highway construction companies, or maybe those making the orange barrels and cones. The miles under construction seems to be growing yearly. I fully expect my next trip to Wichita to be completely on the wrong side of the Interstate. Both ways.
Sorry to bore you but the merge deal has been on my rant list a long time.
Two, if wise investing is your game, one might look into any group holding highway construction companies, or maybe those making the orange barrels and cones. The miles under construction seems to be growing yearly. I fully expect my next trip to Wichita to be completely on the wrong side of the Interstate. Both ways.
Sorry to bore you but the merge deal has been on my rant list a long time.
Monday, August 16, 2004
Tekamah "The Corp of Recovery"
For two years, our little town has planned the mother
of all weekends. It began as a commemoration of 200
years since the Lewis and Clark expedition went past
the place where our town later was established. Then
two big shows were planned, then we decided to have
a concert, which ended up featuring one of the top touring
groups in the country, Lonestar. Throw in movies in the park,
a playground full of inflatables, (not what you think, these were
for kids) car show, tractor show, Sunday afternoon in the park,
community choir, and on and on and on.
The weekend was an emotional one for me, we had invested
so much time, and planning and we pretty much had all of
our eggs in one basket. Enough activities for our little town,
for any 2 year period, squeezed into 3 days. Did I mention
about 4 hours of sleep each of the 4 nights involved?
We had friends and family visitors to the area from all parts
of the United States, any one of which would have been the
highlight of the summer.
Regrets would be that we couldn't be good hosts to the very
important friends and family who were here. They were, and
will always be the most important part of our lives.
Things I'll never forget, trying to hold back tears while the cowboy
poet recited the Man from Snowy River, and verses about
our old school. The poems didn't get to me, it was his command
of the audiences feelings and their breathing that had me in awe
of his talents. Also the pride I felt for our town. The nay-sayers had
said it would be a flop. And then sitting in front of Lonestar, and
when the stage lights suddenly swung our direction and up the hill
like a big set of aircraft landing lights to unveil an awesome sight.
Wall to wall people, as far up the hill as you could see. Everyone
waving their arms and yelling and screaming for more.
Tuesday morning, I couldn't even think what it was that I did for a
living. Tuesday afternoon I took a two hour nap. I went to town to
find that the streets were nearly empty of people, once more. There
aren't porta-potties on every corner. The grass is getting a bit long
in everybody's lawn, and they don't care. I remember now that I was
trucking corn to Blair when this began. So I guess I'll go thru the motions
until I can get interested in work again.
Lewis and Clark have mercifully gone up the river from here. There's
been some talk of a picnic for them on their return in a year or so,
but most of us are hoping they just float by in the middle of the night.
of all weekends. It began as a commemoration of 200
years since the Lewis and Clark expedition went past
the place where our town later was established. Then
two big shows were planned, then we decided to have
a concert, which ended up featuring one of the top touring
groups in the country, Lonestar. Throw in movies in the park,
a playground full of inflatables, (not what you think, these were
for kids) car show, tractor show, Sunday afternoon in the park,
community choir, and on and on and on.
The weekend was an emotional one for me, we had invested
so much time, and planning and we pretty much had all of
our eggs in one basket. Enough activities for our little town,
for any 2 year period, squeezed into 3 days. Did I mention
about 4 hours of sleep each of the 4 nights involved?
We had friends and family visitors to the area from all parts
of the United States, any one of which would have been the
highlight of the summer.
Regrets would be that we couldn't be good hosts to the very
important friends and family who were here. They were, and
will always be the most important part of our lives.
Things I'll never forget, trying to hold back tears while the cowboy
poet recited the Man from Snowy River, and verses about
our old school. The poems didn't get to me, it was his command
of the audiences feelings and their breathing that had me in awe
of his talents. Also the pride I felt for our town. The nay-sayers had
said it would be a flop. And then sitting in front of Lonestar, and
when the stage lights suddenly swung our direction and up the hill
like a big set of aircraft landing lights to unveil an awesome sight.
Wall to wall people, as far up the hill as you could see. Everyone
waving their arms and yelling and screaming for more.
Tuesday morning, I couldn't even think what it was that I did for a
living. Tuesday afternoon I took a two hour nap. I went to town to
find that the streets were nearly empty of people, once more. There
aren't porta-potties on every corner. The grass is getting a bit long
in everybody's lawn, and they don't care. I remember now that I was
trucking corn to Blair when this began. So I guess I'll go thru the motions
until I can get interested in work again.
Lewis and Clark have mercifully gone up the river from here. There's
been some talk of a picnic for them on their return in a year or so,
but most of us are hoping they just float by in the middle of the night.
Monday, August 02, 2004
The Weather
Next weekend is the big event in Tekamah, Ne. Shows, carnival, Lewis and Clark lectures, cowboy poetry, car show, motorcyle show, tractor show, the city's 150 birthday party and the group Lonestar is coming to town on Saturday nite. Easily the largest single event to happen in Tekamah.
Because of this and all of the company we have coming to town, I have been watching the weather forecast for the entire week with an eye for specifics. High temps, Low temps, rain chances and so on.
I now believe that the forecast, is actually the result of a committee, some of whom, it's obvious, have been in to the adult beverages. And not just one committee, two. And they don't like each other. And never talk. Or they have a chicken in a cage with little squares drawn on the floor of the cage and when... ok never mind.
We are now 5 days away from the Cowboy Poetry show, and I can report that the temp will be between 80 and 98 degrees. And the chance of rain will be from none to 60% chance, to as high as likely. The low temps for the period will be upper 50's to about 75.
The bottom line... bring a jacket for the outdoor events. You'll be able to wear it to take the chill off, or get naked and use it for shade.
Because of this and all of the company we have coming to town, I have been watching the weather forecast for the entire week with an eye for specifics. High temps, Low temps, rain chances and so on.
I now believe that the forecast, is actually the result of a committee, some of whom, it's obvious, have been in to the adult beverages. And not just one committee, two. And they don't like each other. And never talk. Or they have a chicken in a cage with little squares drawn on the floor of the cage and when... ok never mind.
We are now 5 days away from the Cowboy Poetry show, and I can report that the temp will be between 80 and 98 degrees. And the chance of rain will be from none to 60% chance, to as high as likely. The low temps for the period will be upper 50's to about 75.
The bottom line... bring a jacket for the outdoor events. You'll be able to wear it to take the chill off, or get naked and use it for shade.
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