Last Month of 2007
I sear, as soon as we get moved and get the house sold, I’m only going to do one thing at a time. No more “Man of La Mancha” stuff for me. One-Thing-At-A-Time. Sweartagod!
Anyhow, It’s a good time of the year for 60 to 100 mph windstorms out here in the Black Rock Desert. The last one pounded the heck out of the ranch, totally destroying the Downtown’s generator shed, bending our flagpole (at the base!), and knocking over Tina’s 10-foot tall cast iron incinerator. The one we’re having right now is supposed to be worse. The office is shaking like a leaf in a hurricane…. or maybe more like a singlewide in a desert snowstorm. I guess the later would be more accurate. Its kind of spooking me a little bit, but Snap is really freaked-out. Last night I woke up to find he had gotten into bed and was clinging to me. No joke.
Anyhow, keep us in your prayers (not over the wind – that’s normal out here): we’re going to call for the first inspection tomorrow. We’re not totally done, but we figure we will be by the time the State gets out here.