Trip with Davey to Duluth yesterday. We left the farm at noon. Betsy fed us a great lunch of herring and potatoes and Mike's homemade applesauce, we got the hay out to the horse-asses, and we blasted off in the Stealth Schnaab for shopping for garbage cans and dog food and light bubs and such, where I had hoped to spend a dollar less on each purchase, and maybe save enough to buy gas. I'm a fool, I know. I should have hauled hay instead, because it's raining today. I wanted to burn the burn-piles at the farm today.
Anyhow it was fun bumming around with Dr. Grin. I got a mouse for my laptop. We ate at Arby's in Cloquet near the Farm Store, couldn't find even one wool shirt (that's dumb), tried out some orifice chairs at OfficeMax, and then went into Home Depot twice, because I forgot stuff right there on my list, and then Menard's once for the caulk I forgot on both trips into HD. They even have the Miller Hill Menard's closed for expansion, so we had to go 'way back down to West Duluth. The price of gas was 2.09 in Two Harbors on the way down, 2.07 in Cloquet, 2.29 all over Duluth in the evening, which I paid to fill up, then 2.19 on the way home in Two Harbors.
What the hell?
Dare I divulge David's constant agitation to go to Best Buy (whom I have pledged myself to boycott, onnacounta the bad service Marce got on this puter here) where we finally went anyway, which resulted in him buying a teeny little laptop that has amnesia, but is supposed to work on the internet. I told him not to do it.
We finally made it to Beijing for my favorite General Tso's Chicken with Chinese Vegetables. Washed it all down with a quart of Root Beer from the TH gas station. What a day. We got home after midnight. Now it's raining. It hasn't rained a lot this fall. It never warms up enough, and the days are not long enough to dry out when it does. This is pretty much of a soaker.
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Me & Mickey went over to Green Bay, in 'Sisconsin, on Monday from Easton, MN, down here in the Southern Tier, on what Mr Al Batt calls "the North Coast of Iowa." Drove like Hell in a raffish old 1970s RV Mickey got last Fall off of "some sonofa---" and that gets nine miles per.... The Wisconsin gas was 2.29, a dime higher than in Minnesota. We went to the library sale there and took a dose WITHOUT the hugging & the kissing (the books had been "weeded" beforehand), and so drove back the next day, peeing & moaning about the excessive number of "bastards" infesting everywhere and so forth....
The best part of the whole sham was the Experimental Aviation Museum in Oshkosh, whence we drove hiome at four or so and got back to Agchemville around 10.30. People who want to catch up on malice, Sufi studies and southern Minnesota ire are invited to have as look at:
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Old Uncle Crow is devoted to vernacular and bad language, the other one probably ain't so interesting (unless you are a Jack Vance SF fan!),
Love & Mouthraps,
Grampa
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