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flat (no, not that kind), cemetery and the spaceship

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A petroglyph I came across while hiking a few years ago. One more will follow. I drove up to Silver City with Deb, did a loop along rt. 15 in the Gila National Forest and later got two takeout sandwiches from Diane’s Deli on Bullard. Great sandwiches, pretty much always stop for one when in Silver. While eating out at a table, we were both impressed with all the people wearing masks. We would not have been if it were a common sight. Another day we traveled down to the Pink Store in Palomas, Mexico for lunch. As we were walking into Mexico, there was a soldier standing in from of us with an AR-15, or the like, across his chest. Oookay. Deb and I took a day trip east to Alamogordo to pick up a couple of items from my safe-deposit box that I wanted to sell. Since I prefer riding as a passenger over driving, we took her orange Jeep (as we did with the other two trips). I had printed some pages from my 189MB Humor folder (I like humor). I read, she drove and we both laughed—a lot.

Dragon and lack of access

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Dragon chillin’ on his hammock. No, actually, warmin’ on his hammock. What a stellar job was done with his terrarium. Deb sent me this photo and the two others on this page. At some point, I noticed that I was somewhat hunched over. I probably thought it was part of aging (never said I was one of the brightest crayons in the box). Looking around I see a lot of hunched over seniors. One day the physical therapist I was working with during my months of PT said, ‘Stand up straight’. The guy was pretty tough so I listened. That was all it took to click for me. I realized I was doing this to myself. I started being aware of my posture, holding my sternum up. It did, however, take some time for it to pretty much become a habit. Still slouch from time to time. Bummer. Online I came across a couple of sites with exercises addressing the issue. This was the other part of the fix I needed. Many seniors, possibly most, are out of shape, overweight, lacking in mobility, walk slow, have po

mishmash, Dragon, flip & rotate and rainbow

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Not quite what the teacher was looking for. Platitudes and advice, even when said with good intentions, can come across as dismissive, reducing a good deal of pain to empty one-liners. When I hear the occasional empty platitude, I really have to bite my tongue. If I do not know what to say—that is what I say. At least the person knows I stopped to think, rather than throw out a standard response. Be more aware. A coffee sleeve is called a zarf. Might help in scrabble. I met someone the other day when I went out to spread scratch grain for the local quail. The lady was sitting on a low stone bench. I didn’t initially notice that she was holding a leash nor did I see a pet. Then out from under the bench came Dragon, a Bearded Dragon. Dragon came from a shelter. A shelter—I’m thinking cats and dogs, and this lady comes out with a lizard!? After a bit, Dragon walked over to my shoes. A friendly dragon? Way cool. Dragon and Albert, a cat, get along well in their RV. Stuff like this

time out and mile marker

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I met a lady full-timing in a small trailer and has a dog, Raindog. I tend to ask questions. On a rainy day, a dog came onto her site, hoped into the back of her capped pickup, and stayed. There are four or five ladies here who walk their cats with a leash and harness. One lady’s cat is Miss Kitty. I asked, From Gunsmoke? I also met a couple who full-time in an older Class A. They use an electric oil filled radiator for heat. Have not come across such heaters so I looked it up. The inexpensive units are sealed, so no topping up the oil. All the electricity used by such a heater is used to generate heat, by warming the oil. No wasted electricity. There are probably pros and cons. An English professor wrote the words, ‘a woman without her man is nothing’ on the board, and directed the students to punctuate it correctly. The men in the class wrote:  ‘A woman, without her man, is nothing.’ The women in the class wrote: ‘A woman: without her, man is nothing.’ Finally got my

could have started off better

Two weeks into my four months of NMSP reservations, the governor closed the parks for two weeks. Hopefully, they will reopen on Dec. 1st. The NM state parks are possibly the safest places for RVers to stay this winter. The parks are closed to none NM residents this year and the park I was at, was pretty much empty. Safe! And they were closed. My MacBook Pro went to a black screen while I was working on a Pages doc. Dug out my old MacBook Pro, went to Apple Support and tried all their suggested fixes. Nothing. Guano. I do a lot of work on my computer. When I have daily wi-fi (6 weeks this winter) I download many pages to read at a later time. Unfortunately, my last backup was two weeks ago. Will go back to daily backups. Sounds like the repair will be $530 and my hard-drive will probably need to be erased. Not smiling. Called Apple to have the laptop picked up. A problem arose when I heard the computer will be returned to the same address where it will be picked up. This would no

polish, more color, snow and 1st park

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I pretty much stopped taking care of the Nash after those surgeries, wound care and PT. The siding turned chalky. I took a week and applied polishing compound to a section each day. Some sections needed rubbing compound. I’ll wax the Nash this winter or in the spring. It was time to add more color to the interior walls. I went to order three more Bali 1” blinds in ‘forest shadow’. But Bali no longer offers ‘forest shadow’. Bummer. Next year I’ll choose a lighter shade of green blinds. One morning this shadow on my 5x8 caught my eye. The Montezuma quail stuck around until the beginning of October. One day last week it snowed all day. I leaned the ladder against the Nash so I could climb up and sweep snow off the solar panels. Had to do it four or five times during the day. I also used the shrub rake three or four times to clear areas where I threw out scratch grain and cracked corn for the birds. And it was cold! It never entered my mind to take a picture. The photo is of

second best and RVers with rubber roofs

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Notice the buck’s ears? And here he is with Meadow. Deleted the slap joke from last month’s page. If I start off with, ‘not my kind of joke’, that should have told me something. I’m thinking of a guy who works in a somewhat round office and he is meeting with his advisors. ‘Honesty is the best policy. Okay, now, what’s the second-best policy?’ I have thoughts on why so many people believe politicians over doctors and scientists in regards to our medical crisis and climate change. I’ll just say that they are not my kind of people. Remember “We the people”? Now it seems to be, We the parties. I’m disgusted and apprehensive with the state of affairs in this country. I cannot see things improving all that much in my lifetime. Glad I’m 70. I hope to take a road trip next fall, looking for property. Hopefully outside of a University town or at least, a community college. I need to get away from people who are so easily snowed. I ordered a new Wave 6. My present one is seven