Tuesday, August 11, 2020

Beyond the Twilight Zone

Nothing to do but wait for the truck. 

No food in the house, surviving on bread and water.

Hot and humid.

Stomach is still trying to return to normal. Feels like shards of glass throughout my intestinal tract, for the past three days.

Shoot me now, the truck will not be here until Wednesday. Yeah, right.

We ordered dinner, from the store that shall remain nameless, food has gone downhill. Fried chicken wings that were not well coated, if it weren't for the oil dripping off of them, I would believe the gooey mess was cooked in water. 

Cable and the internet have been shutoff, it is a good thing that I have a Hot Spot on my phone.

Please let me awaken from this nightmare in my hot tub overlooking Santa Fe.

Monday, August 10, 2020

Twilight Zone and Recap

I have come to the conclusion that there is no truck and I am living in the Twilight Zone.

It seems the truck that was coming here, "straight" from Alaska to Rhode Island. They entered the lower 48 in Montana. It then proceeded to South Dakota, then on to Washington State, wait that is not the right direction. It got stuck there for an extra day due to a customer that had to run out during the middle of unloading. Okay, so now the truck is headed here and will be here Friday. Oh wait, somehow it ended up in North Carolina, WTFH. So they were going to arrive Sunday night, Monday morning at the latest.  Sunday night they inform us that will not get here until Tuesday. At this point I do not believe there is a truck coming.

It seems there were mushrooms in the Hunan Chicken that was ordered, spent another night with cramps

As if that were not enough, who let the dogs out. The dogs sleep with my sister and there is a gate to keep them in her room. She took the gate down to so we could remove a dresser, it did not get put back. She took the dogs to bed and closed her door. It was hot and humid, so she must have opened her door. At 1:15am, two Collies decided to join me on the couch. They sat on my legs while panting from the heat. This is just what I needed, hot dogs panting in my face and vibrating the bed. I attempted to get them to remove themselves. Then I removed myself to the office floor. This of course did wonders for my stomach cramps. At 1:44am, my sister took them back into her room, or so I thought. I moved back to the couch and promptly had a dog nose breathing in my face, again. Took the dog, in the dark and opened my sister's door to let her in, went back to bed. The dog had gone into the other bedroom in the dark, so a few minutes later, I again had a nose in my face. Turned on the light and marched the dog back to her bedroom and shut the door. By this time it is 2:45am and I can't sleep.

I arrived here, in Rhode Island, on the 10th of July, with the anticipation of leaving for Alaska within a few days. I have now been here a month.

I should be in Alaska, coming out of quarantine, taking pictures of moose, eagles and bears. 

Yet, here I am in the Twilight Zone.


Sunday, August 9, 2020

Where is the Truck?

Good grief, Charlie Brown, this is getting ridiculous. The truck is driving all over the country.

Reminds me of an incident from years ago. I was dating a young girl from Los Angelas, at the time I lived south of San Francisco. Her father, a well known actor, had just received his pilot license. He decided to fly her up to my house for a visit. I was working on my license, and knew the people at the airport, so I was in the tower waiting for them to arrive. The tower was giving him directions and and he was a bit confused, as the plane was going left then right then left. When I told them who it was we had a good laugh about how it was good he played a Chief Science Officer and not the Captain of the ship.

Anyway, it seems this truck has detoured all over the country and wound up down south. They are now headed here. They are supposed to get here tonight or tomorrow. I will not be holding my breath.

Some of my sister's neighbors came by for a farewell dinner, we had a pizza dinner in the front yard to say our goodbyes. I believe that there may have been mushrooms on one of the pizzas. I ate one. The rest of the night was spend with severe stomach cramps. I am allergic to mushrooms. Great sent off.

Searching for the Pepto-Bismol and toilet paper.....




Saturday, August 8, 2020

Getting Closer

Last word is that the truck is on the way and should arrive on Sunday evening. 

Trying to pack all the odds and ends. 

I mailed a bunch of stuff to my house that Lisa has given to me. This includes all of her "vinyl" 45's and 33 1/3 from the seventies and eighties. these should be a good addition to all of mine.

Yeah, my lens was ready, I went to pick it up. Stopped by Best Buy to pickup a new iPad mini for Lisa.

Had a great last Chinese dinner from Lisa's favorite restaurant. Loads of leftovers that need to be gone before we are.

Eastern Tiger Swallowtail 

Wakefield, Rhode Island 


Thursday, August 6, 2020

Update

Slept in, until 5:30, this morning, got an extra hour of sleep.

Went out to, Champlin's, for lunch with another friend to say goodby. Had a nice Lobster roll, love my lobster.

For dinner weren't to, the Mariner Grill, met with another friend. We shared some really good appetizers and then I had some wings with a Thai peanut sauce, so good.

The truck had to go to Washington state to drop a load and part way through unloading they had to stop. The lady had to leave and didn't want the rest until tomorrow. That will add another day. 

We heard back, from Alaska, on the new regulations and we are good to go. Turns out we are being treated as residents since my sister has bought a home and has a business.

Basically, we are now waiting on the truck.

Hoping they will have my lens ready, Thursday or Friday, so I can pick it up. If not they will have to send it to me in Alaska.

Packed up, Lisa's, vinyl that she is giving me since she has no turntable. I will have to go through them when I get home.

Wednesday, August 5, 2020

Waiting on the Hurricane, nix that Tropical Storm

Spend the day packing and organizing.

Waiting for the storm to hit, a non-event, after the build up for the week. Yes, some people got hit pretty hard due to the winds. Fortunately, we we spared most of it, we had a bit of rain and some wind. Power flicker a couple of times, never lost it. A few trees lost some leaves and a couple of small branches.

Our dinner engagement was rescheduled to today, so now we have both a lunch and dinner for today. Looks like I will get my lobster today.

Truck is somewhere, we are hoping he will arrive between Friday and Sunday. The sooner the better, as we are ready to get on the road.

Still researching the new requirements to enter Alaska. Their posting is still a bit confusing, I put a call in for clarification, expecting a return call today.

Sun is out and humidity is rising, have a great day.

Tuesday, August 4, 2020

Sturgeon Moon



Leatherback Turtle on East Matunuck State Beach
Wakefield Rhode Island 

Started the day at the pond, not much of a sunrise and no wildlife.

Rick came by and we went back to the Bluebird Cafe for breakfast. Great service and food.
We then went in search of shorts, everyone seems to be running low on stock. Drove out to the beach and chatted.

Went to visit another friend, while the house was being shown.

I was dropped off at Sheila's house, she and I went to East Matunuck State Beach to see the moon rising.

Came across this Leatherback Turtle in the surf, looks like it was killed by a boat propeller.

The truck is somewhere in Montana on its way here.