Friday, August 20, 2010

Fungus/Insect Free Car

My car got crop dusted today. I was driving to Dugway, on my way to work, when PhWOOP! All my windows, front, back, and sides were covered in a fine white dust. It was so uniform, that it looked like some sort of white wash paint.

I flipped on the wipers so I could see the road, and by the time I got to my destination the rest of it had blown off the car.

It was quite startling!

Healing my sprain.

So I can walk, somewhat... I've been going to work the past two days, but just doing partial days. Today I did 8.5 hours (out of 10) - and it was very hard on my ankle. One more day, then I get to rest up over the weekend. Chuck, Gretchens cat, has enjoyed R.I.C.E.'ing with me every evening (Rest, Ice, Compression & Elevation). I've been told that when it gets stronger a wobble board is a good idea to strengthen the muscles and such. I like the idea of having strong ankles; mostly because:

I never want to sprain my ankle again!

Friday, August 13, 2010

New pets the: GDC's

Gretchen decided to get some chickens. They are generally quite nice, here is a picture of them perching in the grape vines:

Today however, they hopped there way onto the wine barrel, onto their makeshift perch, onto the top of the fence, over the makeshift steel cable that was supposed to help keep them inside, over the rock wall into our neighbors yard, through their fence, and into our neighbors-neighbors yard.

Our neighbors came round, baby carriage in tow, to kindly ask us to get our chicken out of their yard. They have a hunting (pointing) dog, a German short-hair, and they couldn't put it out into the yard without seriously endangering the life of the chicken.

To make a long story short, I tried to catch the chicken, and am now in nausiating pain due to a sprained / rolled ankle. I've never rolled my ankle before! - I'm so upset. I thought I had really strong ankles. - I had weakened it by partially rolling it earlier at work though; and it was apparently too much. I am very disappointed with my ankle...

Saturday, August 07, 2010


So two of my friends were riding in separate caravaning cars. This is a conversation they had, translations in parenthesis. I will refer to them by nicknames:

Rain:Nom?(Are we stopping for the promised food soon? The girlfriend is starving)
Bunny:Nom.(Yes, most definitely, food is something we must have.)

They refer to this as the four letter conversation. I like my friends.