Fire department
Here’s LRN4 in front of the Port Chilkoot Volunteer Fire Department, in Haines, Alaska. Fortunately, they don’t have very many fires there.
Actually, they have a very nice fire department now, but I kind of like the old one.
No post on Friday. Thanks for Anon for noticing. It was my off day, which always seems like Saturday to me. So I forgot.
Fine weekend. Successfully worked on the Suburban’s brakes. Successful in the sense of it isn’t any worse now than it was before I started, that is. I don’t know what I’m going to do with that truck. Maybe professional help is needed. After I spent a couple hundred dollars. But at least I now have a really nifty pressurized bleeder.
Did some church stuff on Sunday. Also Saturday, come to think of it. The good thing on Saturday, though, was that LRN4 and I went to visit LRN5. We went out to dinner at a Mexican place near her house. LRN5’s meal was great. LRN4’s meal was mostly great. Mine was about 30% great. I loved my chile relleno. My chicken enchilada, chicken flauta, rice, and beans were just okay. Still, the company was great and I enjoyed my meal without overeating.
Normal day today. The trains ran on time and I got a few things done. Wasn’t watching the clock this afternoon and I left at about 4:23, while my previous late departure had been at 20 minutes after the hour. The traffic was light and the stoplights mostly fell in my favor, so I made it with plenty of time to spare. No complaints. I just have to remember to fill out my time tomorrow morning.
Otherwise, the situation is normal around here. I do have some fairly shocking food violence news: cow attack! I realize some of my more literal-minded Loyal Readers may think it’s a bit of a stretch to call this food-related news. But the guy was milking the cow. And he did get squished, intentionally or not. Violence can be unintentional. So I’m counting it.
See you tomorrow.
September 21st, 2009 at 9:06 pm
Then you would classify the infamous man who was supposedly killed excavating an elephant as a victim of poop-related violence? And, as food clearly becomes excrement at some point, would it then be such a stretch to call it food violence? Where does it stop?
September 21st, 2009 at 9:22 pm
There's one of my more literal-minded Loyal Readers now!
September 22nd, 2009 at 1:31 pm
Before I saw the link to the fire department, I didn't know Haines had that many residents! You learn something new everyday!