- A tour bus left a large group of Mexican tourists here and took a dead person to the hospital. They spent a lot of money here, but it was still strange to have that explained to me on a Sunday while I was away from the place.
- I got to notarize some stuff for a friend but I had to drive there to do it. Not something I have needed to do before. I think I need to advertise a mobile notary service. $5 here, $25 there.
- Dennis and I picked up Erin. We had a nice drive. Erin was glad to see Dennis, not sure about the Herns.
- I had Will sign a medical P.O.A. for the trip allowing me to have Erin treated in case of an emergency. He was happy to do so and thanked me for thinking of it.
- Well, the cops and tourists have all left finally. There were a lot of nervous locals trying to figure out why the cops were here and why they were so concerned with the tourists.
- One of the cops amused me a bit. Everytime he touched one of the tourists, he’d come into the store and use the hand sanitizer that we have on the counter. I saw him use that stuff 4 times and they all were here longer than I was.
- Rain and lightning across the highway.
- Just heard from Nina, she’s bringing Shirley home around 6 p.m. You’d think that the hospital would be more considerate about the times they release people.
Butter, margarine or bear fat?
- As the title suggests, I’m picking up Erin from Will’s today. Always a fun trip.
- While I’m doing that, Nina is going to see if Shirley is ready to come home. We’re kinda surprised how long the hospital has kept her. Even more surprised that she survived the visit.
- Spanish Market today! For those that don’t know what Spanish Market is, it’s a big art show in the plaza of Santa Fe featuring local Spanish inspired art. They also sell fire roasted, butter dipped corn on the cob there.
- Corn is the primary reason for our visit. People watching is secondary. The art is just there to bring the first two to the plaza.
- May bring Erin with us. She’s up for anything outdoors.
- Now all that’s needed is for Shirley to be a good girl and not queer things for the day.
Even a broken clock gets the time right twice a day.
I am a husband, father, grandfather, friend, business owner, traveller, Harley rider, citizen, patriot, gun owner, politically eclectic person of strange personal habits. I support police, trust no politicians, and can argue any side of an argument just to amuse myself. People love me or hate me and those that are in-between don't know me.
