Saturday, April 19, 2003

April 19, 2003 - Saturday

Subject: SHIVERCITY GAZETTE

CURRENT WEATHER
It's 39 degrees outside under a cloudy sky. The wind is from the east
at 9 MPH and it's raining.
Yesterdays H/L was 53/31
Last years H/L was 52/28
Normal H/L for this date 55/32
Todays Skeeter meter reading is ZERO
Todays lovely living index ---7---
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profanity makes ignorance audible
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L O C A L & A R E A
No sign of any new buns in Shivercity's newest (proposed) bakery. As a
matter of fact, there is no sign from the outside that a bakery is
really "rising" (pardon the pun) on the inside.
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The old Ben Franklin building across the street still has wrapping
paper covering it's windows. Maybe it will be a secret store although
not the Victoria kind.
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The Chinese place rumoured to go into the old Walsh County Bank
building doesn't appear to be getting much attention either. Maybe
they're waiting for the bakery to open so they can purchase their
fortune cookies locally.
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Why is it?---- If exercise is so good for you, does it feel so much
better sitting in a recliner, than running your butt off?
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TRIP TO THE "big D" (not donuts)
We spent the second night of our one long day trip to Denver in North
Platte, Nebraska. For those of you that have never been to North Platte.
I could find no particularly good reason to rush there.
The Cafe down the street from our Motel was nourishing, and, the
service friendly. One of those "home cooking" restaurants.
As I scanned the Rand McNally it seemed the interstate was probably the
best route from North Platte to Denver. Keeping with our original plan
of getting up early so we could get an early start. We hit the North
Platte interstate exit ramp a few minutes past 9:30 (in the morning).
With the sun at our back and both rests, (sleep and room) taken care
of, we opened up the carburetor on the cruiser, leaned back into a
partially reclined seat and starting preparing mentally for our arrival
in the "big D" and I don't mean donuts.
We made it darn near to Ogallala before one of Mother Natures little
urges started rearing it's ugly head. This stop would later be
considered a true efficiency stop. Not only did the three of us take
advantage of Conoco's rest station facilities. Sami pointed out
Ogallala's fire suppression system, and, dropped enough "organic
material" to green up the boulevard for a whole city block.
Back on the interstate, with Colorado almost in sight. I couldn't think
of anything that would keep us from getting to Denver early.
Then, puff, right there in front of God and everyone. A bunch of
buffalo, tee-pee's and a rest stop exit that insisted we pull off an
check it out. It was Julesburg, Colorado. A rest stop, coffee shop,
information center the likes of which I've never seen. They even had a
special place for Sami to "rest". The sweetest "elderly lady" (somewhere
between 90 to 95 years old) approached me as though see was trying to
set up a tupper ware party back home.
Where are you going young man? How can I help you young man? Would you
please sign our register young man? Can I get you a cup of coffee young
man? Don't forget, to take an arm load of Colorado information with you
when you go,.....young man. She said.
As we left the rest area, we decided to take a peek at Julesburg. After
going through several of their antique stores, we noticed. Not only were
the furnishings old, but so to the buildings. To round out the
presentation, the people that operated the stores could all speak fluent
horse and buggy.
As we returned to interstate 76 it was almost a sure bet. We would
reach the "big D" before dark. Past Sterling and Brush we went with
hardly a fidget or cramp detected. Then Fort Morgan and Wiggins and
Roggen appeared in the mirror. It wouldn't be long and we'd be, were we
were going.
That's it, Kelly said, that's the exit we take. Turn right and then
left, then two rights, Okee dokee I said, but I get first nibs on the
bathroom. And so it goes,.....and so did I.--to be continued.
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You learn a lot about people when you travel. You even learn a lot
about yourself, If, you pay attention.
So far I've learned. The earlier you get up in the morning. The sooner
you can have breakfast. I've also learned. The person that opens the
motel door is not always the first person in the bathroom.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY DENISE
Someone once told me. To celebrate your birthday on Easter Sunday is a
special event. It brings special meaning to love and life. This Easter
Sunday Denise will be your "SPECIAL DAY" for SPECIAL REASONS. With all
your families love and prayers, we all wish you the very best possible
birthday, and, a joyous Easter.
We love you Denise
Patti and Gary
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GOTTA GO WORK ON MY DASH
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P.S.
If anyone is looking for a super nice young man. Call 555-Johnny
Watkins


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