Under the spreading chestnut tree
I sold you and you sold me:
There lie they, and here lie we
Under the spreading chestnut tree.
I'm on the road as well. Palo Alto, California is my home for another week and a half. A laptop computer is essential for me to be able to keep things in order back at the home base.
Well, TW, as it turns out, while I didn't carry a computing device with me, one of the guys I travelled with did. However, while the rathole motel where our employer parked us claimed to offer internet connectivity, the claim turned out to be hollow. What a truly fine place it was. On the other hand, another of my companions was relieved of his cell phone -- apparently by the cheerful and efficient staff at some time during the day, when we were about our employer's business. So, we can't say they didn't give us anything to remember them by; we can just say that they didn't give us anything good to remember them by.Rochester is an interesting town. It rather reminds me of Fort Wayne: a rusting industrial town with a major employer that's gliding gently downhill.I hope you enjoyed Palo Alto. That's a place I've spent some time also, visiting with the former Ford Aerospace (now, Space Systems Loral). Generally, a very pleasant place, I thought. There are some very good people working for SS/L.Well, speaking of jobs, tomorrow's Monday and it's my bedtime. So, I guess my brilliant and incisive blog post about Dubya's priest-king nominee, John Smith or whatever his name is, will just have to wait. Maybe I'll get it done at lunchtime tomorrow. I'm just lucky I dodged the return trip to upstate New York. My two fellow travellers from last week were less lucky -- they're heading back tomorrow.
Hey, HOWDY TW~!! and ditto to you ENDERBY...~!! As always, GREAT POSTS...
Well, hi there, Sia! Nice to hear from you again. I notice that Damian's still dark ... are you posting anywhere these days?
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