Yesterday AM I could not get an internet connection - naturally I reacted the way any mature person would in the year 2010 - I had a panic attack and put my fist through the laptop screen - it didn't help but it felt great!!
Actually the condo I am in 'rides' on the router of the condo next door - they have a sharing arrangement - come to find out I have never been connected to that router and have been riding on all the neighbor wireless networks - obviously they have been slowly cutting me off until this AM I was orphaned. I was wondering what all the neighbors were doing running around with those pitchforks and torches ... The issue has been resolved as we have reset the network router I should have been on in the first place and for now everything seems to be fine - but as Eddie Floyd said in this next clip ...
A beautiful yesterday - about 5C and brilliant blue skies again - I jumped back in the saddle and did 8 miles plus - the old butt is coming around - we'll push it a bit more tomorrow.
I tried motoring past the Potash Plant and up to the intermediate plateau below Dead Horse Point where the potash ponds are - that was a mistake. No that's not strong enough - it was a big f@#$ing mistake!!!!!!! The roads were muddy and the tires I have on the Edge are not for this type of motoring - I was lucky to get out - I had 3 inches of mud coating each tire - there was mud on mud contact with the road and I was sliding everywhere - to give you an idea of where I was, this was where the Thelma and Louise scene was filmed where they launched themselves into the canyon ... (you can see it in the clip below) with the right tires I could do this - meaning stay on the road - with my present tires I'll join Thelma and Louise at the bottom of the canyon!
I need tires that have a very heavy corrugated tread such that the angular velocity of tire will clear the mud and maintain traction. I'll try this one more time towards the end of the month when hopefully things have dried out a bit more ... and if Larry makes it ....
After I changed my underwear, I drove up and into Arches again - to catch the sunset from a different angle and of course the ever present backdrop of the La Sal Mountains. It was a great afternoon up there .... that is until the raven crow beast tried to crap on me.....
You know - a high school friend of mine told me about his Dad in the Merchant Marine in WWII. Being out there was a strange mixture of absolute boredom and absolute terror. Many an alcoholic and drug addict has been made created with only these two ingredients.
One of the things they used to do to mitigate the boredom/terror was to terrorize sea gulls - shit hawks in my vernacular. They would keep a piece of meat aside from dinner - into that meat they would put some phosphorus (that they had conveniently removed from a flare) wrapped in a bit of wax paper. I don't know how well you know your chemistry - phosphorus and water are an explosive mixture - many a chem lab ceiling in high school bears witness to this. So when the sea gulls were following the convoys these little treats would be tossed to the gulls who would swallow them whole - hole is the key word here - because as soon as the sea gull has digested the wax paper,and the phosphorus was exposed to the watery internals of that bird - a 20 to 30 foot flame shot out of its ass as it rocketed at high velocity for the horizon.
I think you see where I am going with this - ah yes, where did I put that flare .... visualize a flying black roman candle ....
More later,
Phil
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