Friday, October 22nd, 2004
Arrgh, what a rough night we had last night. The dishwasher, microwave AND television all came in, so D brought his dad’s truck to town to pick them up. He got the dishwasher and microwave loaded at Lowe’s, and then the truck wouldn’t crank. I was getting off work right about then, so I bought us some dinner and we ate it on his tailgate in the Lowe’s parking lot. Then D tried again, and the truck cranked, so we both drove over to Rex to pick up the TV.
This time D left the truck idling, but as soon as he was ready to pull away with the TV, the truck died again. We decided to give it a few minutes since that seemed to work last time, so D got in the car with me and listened to an audiobook for a while. Then he tried fiddling with the truck again, and it STILL wouldn’t crank. It wasn’t firing or something like that. Of course, his dad and brother were both out of town, so we had no one to help us.
Finally, we decided to unload all the appliances and stow them inside Rex while we drove up to his dad’s 25 minutes away to borrow another truck (FIL has five trucks, Lord only knows why). We had to be back in an hour and 10 minutes because Rex was closing at 8:30. But when we got to his dad’s, they had moved the bowl where the keys usually were, and after a thorough search of the house, we couldn’t find them. So D called his sister, who lives about five minutes up the road, and we borrowed her husband’s truck.
D made it back to Rex just in time, reloaded all the stuff and made it home by 9:20 p.m., when he had to unload everything again in the house. He refused my assistance on all loading occasions and ended up pulling a muscle in his arm.
D was PISSED throughout this event, which is rare for him.
The worst part (in my opinion) is that now on Saturday when FIL gets back to town, instead of working on OUR HOUSE, D has to go out and try to fix that truck.
Guess I can forget about having a working dishwasher until next week.




Man’s mind and spirit grow with the space in which they are allowed to operate. The committee judged the promises and offers of this mission to be impossible, vain, and worthy of rejection: that (it) was not proper to favor an affair that rested on such weak foundations and which appeared uncertain and impossible…
One ship drives east and the other drives west With the selfsame winds that blow. ‘Tis the set of the sails and not the gales Which tells us the way to go.
I’m just glad it’ll be Clark Gable who’s falling on his face and not Gary Cooper. Gary Cooper on his decision not to take the leading role in Gone With The Wind.
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Airplanes are interesting toys but of no military value. Marechal Ferdinand Foch, Professor of Strategy, Ecole Superieure de Guerre.