Random ramblings of a mind damaged by years of disuse and abuse. Also a place to go to be bored to tears.
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Words to live by...
"How beautiful it is to do nothing, and to rest afterward."
(The right to looseness has been officially given)
"Everyone carries a part of society on his shoulders," wrote Ludwig von Mises, "no one is relieved of his share of responsibility by others. And no one can find a safe way for himself if society is sweeping towards destruction. Therefore everyone, in his own interest, must thrust himself vigorously into the intellectual battle."
Apparently, the crossword puzzle that disappeared from the blog, came back.
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
Life on the Road
I was doing fine until yesterday. Then I found that I had to rely on my tablet to write a post. Let's just say it didn't work out so well. The tablet's keyboard (a virtual one) is difficult for an accomplished typist but a complete disaster at the fingertips of one such as I. And Blogger's editor is less than tablet friendly. At least for me.
We stayed at a less than stellar Comfort Inn in a place called Moriarty, NM, on Saturday night. Double beds, tiny bath tub, and no cell coverage to speak of. Fortunately, we were expected at Faye's brother's house in Prescott Valley (Arizona) on Sunday afternoon. And we made it... after a stop at an out of the way Indian Casino. Indian Casinos are the Red Man's revenge. But this one didn't know that. It was a pleasant place that allowed Faye to win nicely. Not a great amount but enough to treat her brother, his wife, his daughter and her daughter to a nice Mexican Meal.
The next day, we found our way on the worst paved highways and interstates I have seen in years. Rough, patchy, and just poorly maintained. And full of big rigs. And, to top it off, very windy. I mean 30-40 MPH windy... a cross wind, to boot. And even some rain. I've been through worse but it was a few decades ago. Did I mention it was also cold? Not inside the car, of course, but you have to stop for gas sometime.
Still, we managed to get to Vegas without crashing and burning or breaking down on the side of the road. And it was well worth it. 3 nights in a comped room in the New York New York cannot be scoffed at. Ok, so Faye likes to gamble... but there are perks.
Still, I am a bit exhausted after the drive. Anyone out there from Texas? Can you explain to me why the state highways are designated "FM" and the number? I cannot seem to find the answer online.