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10 March 2002 - 23:22

bison storage

Since the September attacks there have been four ranches flying abandoned (as in, never taken indoors) American flags along the highway to Central City. Noticed the first and third were gone, either blown away, stolen, or finally taken in for some dignity. I was asleep when we passed the second, but wife said it was flying high.

The fourth flag was worn down within inches of the blue field when I came by back in February. As of yesterday, all of the top red and white stripes were gone. And the lower stripes extended only a smidge past the blue.

Spotted an adult bald eagle gliding over the river just below Government Bridge.

This was right after we got passed by a North Carolina SUV. Which could not keep themselves on the right side of the road. And took all the bridges down the middle. If any of you are waiting for the folks in [2-KNEE] to get home, all I can say is they made it to Central City. Driving like that, getting back to NC is not a sure thing.

Think I mentioned that most smart folks in this country drive around with two spare tires. But did I mention that quite a few of them mount their tire chains on those two spares during the winter?

Often easier to just change two tires than to put chains on in a blizzard, so the chains are already mounted on the spares.

Stopped briefly to shop at the mall in Central City. Youngest son absolutely needed a new backpack for school (as in, he tried to steal the wife's new one). Also got some cereal bowls to match the new Corningwear (ivy) pattern that I didn't know we were collecting until last fall. And the checkout gal said "Have a nice day, Mrs. & Mr. [Grouse]".

That is the first time I've had anyone use our names from reading the credit card. When we bought the backpack, the gal there did the same. Some new Chamber of Commerce initiative?

As further proof that we live in a small world, as we were leaving the mall, wife and I were greeted by name by one of two women coming in.

Eldest son's kindergarten and first grade teacher.

Who currently lives in Nebraska.

And feels older now that we explained we were off to retrieve her former charge from college.

Again hit Arbies for lunch (we don't have one). And let the little maskless heeler (her sister and mom stayed home with youngest son) lap up her half of the chocolate shake from the top.

Thought that was a good idea, but she was still staring me down as I finished my half, expecting me to give her the dregs as usual.

Nothing doin'.

Read in the paper as we rolled along that our state is suing our neighbor state to the north. For putting our buckin' bronc and rider logo (copyrighted) on their commemorative US Postal Service stamp.

Cool.

Hope we win.

Make them and the USPS pay us royalties for every stamp.

That'll teach them to pretend Yellowstone is in their state. Most blatant case of park-envy I have ever seen. And now bronc-envy, too.

Hadn't noticed this sign in Hot Springs before, but there it was:

"Bison Storage - Space Available"

Didn't know that many folks had their own bison. I can see how finding space to store one could be a problem, though.

Got to the nearly empty dorm a little after 6PM. Rather than wasting money to make a 50' phone call, maskless heeler and I threw snowballs at eldest son's second story window. And his face popped up to report he had fallen asleep, after only two snowballs.

And then his mother, his heeler and I waited at the locked dorm door for him to come open it. Exactly one half-flight of stairs and one room away from his window.

And waited, and waited.

And waited.

After ten minutes I threw more snow. No response. And the heeler and I went back to the Explorer, pissed. (At least I was... can't speak for the heeler.)

Shortly a cute redhead came down, and let the wife in as she exited to her car besides ours in the parking lot. Eldest son was only seconds behind her.

There was a Victoria's Secret catalog in his dorm room. Said it belonged to the redhead we had met.

There was frozen meat in the freezer. He said it belonged to the redhead we had met.

Wife believes he was not being rude to us waiting at the dorm door. She thinks he (and the redhead) were being discrete.

Hope so. She was cute.

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