Monday, October 29, 2007

Bob's Blah Blog:

Ok, here we go again.  I will try to recall all I wrote about in the mystery log that vanished.  Let me warn you ahead of time, it will not be as good as what I lost. Someone (and I mean Corinne)says I should write my blog in Word and then cut anc copy to the blog.  Its my own fault if it gets lost.  Thanks for the kind words.

Everyone, well not everyone, most people, no, that's not true either, some friends, no, one or two, nah, somebody, nope, ok, Moe keeps asking when we are gonna be home.  At this time and place I can definately tell her and anyone else who might be interested, we will be home no later than Friday, this week...or not.  Absolutely, positively...maybe.

Bob-servations:
A street in Arcadia, OK is named Odor Street.  Wish I lived on a street named Odor.  as rockers Lynard Skynard sang: "Oooo, that smell, can't you smell that smell?" Located on Odor street is the post office...'nuff said.

Read a marriage document at the historical center.  A man by the name of Ben Man To You was being married to a woman named Young Now.  After the marriage, she would then be called Mrs. Young Man To You.  If she didn't get married and was a old spinster, would she have to change her name to Not Young Now or Old Now? The man's color was listed as brown. The woman's was red. Their chillin's would most likely be reddish-brown, I presume, and be either male or female. Most liekly, they would be born naked as jay birds, which, of course, are an entirely different color and need not be mentioned here.

Does anyone remember Grandys restaurant on Grand Ave. in or near Suprise, AZ?  They had country-style cooking and sold great cinnamon rolls.  Well, we found one in OK City, OK and just had to stop in.  Corinne told me to buy 4 cinnamon rolls, so I went inside and ordered 4 for $5.59 or some price like that.  The clerk rang me up and then set off to package me up 4 cinnamon rolls.  Standing at the counter with nothing else to do, I decided to read the menu board.  It said I could get 6 cinnamon rolls for the same price, so I asked the clerk if 6 rolls cost the same as 4 rolls. She said no, 6 rolls cost $6.05 with tax added, or some price similar to that. I told her, I would rather have the 6 rolls for the same price as 4. She said ok and rang up the order for 6 rolls. Now, why didn't she tell me when I ordered 4 rolls that I could get 2 more for the same price? Isn't that their job...to save me from myself?

Credit Unions: Today I saw a credit union named "People's Credit Union." It was in Amarillo. I also saw one named "Everyone's Credit Union." I figure the second one is for anyone who does not fit neatly into the parameters of the first one.

Enough of this stuff, lets move on...

In Arcadia, or at least nearby, is a place called "Pop's" which sells about 400 different kinds of...well, pop.  It is right on Historic Route 66 as it passes thru Oklahoma.  It has a modernistic metal design to the building and canopy over the gas pumps, and a tall swirl of a pop bottle complete with straw out the top adorning the front right of way along the highway.  Pops is not cheap here, so don't leave home without your American Express.  $1.99 per bottle, but it comes with a complementary cardboard 6 pack carrying case worth a good .10 on the open market, .15 on the gray market and .25 in the old USSR.  They are pretty proud of they stuff, but people were lining up to buy.  They also have a restaurant inside.  Corinne said the food looked fabulous.  I didn't look 'cus I has "willpow'r". 

We had lunch at Toby Keith's I (heart shape) This Bar and Grill in OK City, OK. Food was good and a bit on the high side dollar-wise. Corinne thought the prices were ok, but I'm a dollar for a hag-a-mere kind of guy. I had a prime rib sammich which came with Freedom Fries, not to be confused with those "yellow-bellied we don't believe terrorists are bad people other fries"..ok, I'll say it...french fries. Corinne had the country fried steak sammich with cream corn on the side. It was a mouthfull but fortunately she had me there to finish it up for her. We sat upstairs where we could overlook the floor below and watch the happenings. It is located in Bricktown where almost all the old buildings are made of wood, no silly, bricks. They have a canal that meanders around the buildings and have human powered gondola type boats to ferry folks from far and farther.

Yesterday, we were in Amarillo, TX and decided to do laundry. We had the Queen tell us where to go. We ended up at a "laundry mat" where there were folks of every kind. White, Hispanic, Asian, male, female, young, old, childrens and others we were not sure of. One in particular was this big, big man, well overweight who wore a leather jacket and a knit cap as if it was cold inside and out. It wasn't either. He kept busy on his cell phone and he had shirts that indicated he worked for the Texas Dept. of something or other. He must have been a supervisor as he seemed perturbed by the phone calls he got. I think he was wearing the jacket because he was packing heat, roscoe, blue steel baby, old persuader, Mr. Equalizer or whatever you want to call it. I prefer to just call it a gun. When he left the laundry mat with his clean clothes, I opened the door for him. Didn't want to get on his bad side, whichever side that was.

A sign in the laundry mat read the following warning: Parents control Your Children. No Running, Screaming or Playing with the Buggies. I agree, parents should be doing laundry, not runnung, screming and playing with buggies. they should pay more attention to their kids and not be so occupado (Note to Sandy O. Occupado is Spanish for occupied) having fun doing those prohibitted acts, their kids would be much better behaved. So parents, knock it off!

Tonight, we are staying in a Corp of Engineers campground south of Santa Fe, NM. it is called Chochita Lake, not to be confused with the Town of Chochita Lake which is down the road. We plan to be here two nights so we can go to Santa Fe to sightsee. I think there are only about 6 campers in the park. Got it made!!

We crossed paths with neighbors Les and Sonia as they traveled east to family in TX. It was nice to see someone from back home and we had a nice hour long or so visit outside of Albuquerque. Weirdly, when we spoke this morning on our cell phones, they were at milepost 325 on I-40 in Arizona,and we were at milepost 325 on I-40 in New Mexico. Is that wild or not? I vote yes.

Ok, Corinne is fixin me some din-din, so I better get into the coach and help her. I
married a domestic goddess. I am outside blogging on a pic-a-nic table and it is starting to get dark and cooler.

I have a great view of the mountains, crystal skies and can here a dog barking. That's how crisp and clear the air is here in New Mexico.

As Bullwinkle said to Rocket J. squirrel,, "This time for sure."

Bobo