I decided to start walking there again. Called Dennis to see if he’d wish to join me and we met there at 10. He found out there was a tour, the last of the year and we joined them and learned quite a bit about the park.
On a earlier visit, a very early visit, I learned that they never found any dead there, but today I learned that not only did they find dead there, but because of the 1990 Native Remains Repatriation Act, they were returned there and reburied in a secret location in the park.
Over 2000 people lived there during their peak periods and they had enough food reserves to feed them for 2 years. Farming, hunting and trading were their staples and they had 500 warriors.
Just a file pic of the place with my little buddy.
Today we took a drive to Fort Sumner, home of the Billy the Kid Museum and Gift Shop. $5/head entry fee paid and we were wandering the place looking at the old stuff that they have. Take a minute to check out the pictures below.
After the museum we did lunch at an old style diner in Vaughn. Good food eaten at the counter.
We had a nice day out.
Ham & eggs: A days work for the chicken, a lifetime commitment for the pig.
If it’s not one thing, it’s another. The combination on the ATM is stupid simple. It’s designed that way. The average customer is too stupid to remember a hard combination so they give you a 100 number wheel and a basic combo that most morons can remember easily.
The problem? The lock seems to be dirty and the locking mechanism just ain’t working right. Tori and I worked on it for over a half hour last night and there was no joy. Not a huge problem since there was still money in the cassette, but when the time came to load it again we’d have a big problem.
While lying in bed last I came up with an idea that I figured to try this a.m. While in the tub this morning I was wracking my brain trying to remember what my great idea was and cursing myself for not writing the idea down. While toweling off I was thinking how warm the bathroom was when I remembered what I thought of last night. HEAT!
I got our heat gun out and warmed the area around the lock to the point that it was almost too hot to touch, dialed in the combo . . . . JOY. First try. What I remembered about last night was thinking that the dial seemed sticky and tough to turn. It turned easily, but not as easy as it should. Heating it was the solution! Yay me.
Other shit (i.e. Tori’s house)
Tori’s house is now on hold, sorta. Holiday weekend and all that shit. No power and that probably won’t happen until Tuesday. Skirting will happen this week. She needs to sign up for an alarm service. All the services are now covered since they’ve been inspected and approved. Fencing the place will start this week and a deck will need to be built in both the front and back. Larger deck in front and smaller deck in back. Both will be supported by some of the old telephone poles we have on the property and will give Tori and Erin some outdoor space. She’s got more projects for me that I will be willing to attempt, the joys of homeownership.
Sheriff deputies stop by this a.m. and tell us there is a violent criminal trolling the area, ripping people off. Warned us not to aggravate him because he gets violent. He drives a blue compact pick up truck with a yellow bumper
So here I sit, at home when I could be out to dinner with friends, and watch things here like a hawk. If he comes I hope no one gets hurt. Andy’s working right now and I may bring down a pistola for him, J.I.C.
Electrical inspection? PASSED with high praise for the extras!
Propane install? PASSED.
Mobile home state inspection? PASSED with 2 changes. Done.
Actual install setup? 96% done, but needs zero input from me.
There is one more paperwork filing that needs to happen for this to be gold and that was only being held up by the waste water people. That signature is now in place and it just needs to be filed with the county and she’s done.
Olive Garden last night to celebrate my freedom from that place.
San Miguel County Clerk Melanie Y. Rivera is joining the ranks of clerks in Doña Ana, Santa Fe and Bernalillo counties in issuing marriage licenses to gay and lesbian couples.
She said she made the decision after consulting with county attorney Jesus Lopez and the county clerk’s affiliate in New Mexico. Rivera, a Democrat, said she had wanted to issue the license for a long time but waited because of the murky legal issues involved.
“I just hadn’t because I did not have an official legal opinion on it,” Rivera said. “This morning Jesus (Lopez) told me that he looked, and there is nothing there that said that I shouldn’t.”
For more on this developing story, go to www.lasvegasoptic.com and pick up a copy of Wednesday’s Optic.
After a month of no Pilates, today was the first session since sometime in July. I hurt more than a little right now. It seems that Colleen learned a few new tricks in her training absence.
Ouch!
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