Hiddy Ho Campers.
I feel like I'm in The Time Tunnel. Explaining The Time Tunnel TV series is kind of like riding The Zipper Whirl at the State Fair. You know, just as you are about to get onto the Zipper Whirl there is a huge black line on the wall that says, "You must be this tall to ride". Well to talk intelligently about The Time Tunnel you must be this "________" old, because the last last episode was aired in 1967. Please don't tell me you have underwear that old--that is really gross. I was 8 years old when The Time Tunnel was state of the art. Anyhoo, The Time Tunnel was a worm hole of sorts that allowed these guys with tight fitting pants (girls with big boobs too) to travel to another time and whoop up on the locals, then get the heck out of Dodge before the tunnel closed and left their tight fitting butts in WhereEverVille. Of course, the TV heroes miraculously got back into the tunnel to arrive at home safe and sound before the end of each episode. If you want more information just google The Time Tunnel. Where was I? Oh yeah, I'm feeling like I'm in The Time Tunnel.
This morning I got up and had two critical things that needed completing before the end of my day. You guessed it, whirl, whirl, whirl goes The Time Tunnel and abracadabra these people landed in my path. Just like on TV, these people whooped up on me (because I am a local) and jumped back into The Time Tunnel and got home safe and sound. These "Time Stealers" kind of stole my entire day. I achieved only one of my critical tasks for the day. GRRRR. Tomorrow brings a new day, new critical things, and new Time Stealers.
A few days ago I took The Love Boat to Raleigh Autocare for the required preventive maintenance stuff for our upcoming Canada trip. I left it for a few days and went to pick it up and was blindsided by the bill. The owner and the mechanic (who works on the stuff the size of The Love Boat) decided to not do what I asked them to do. Normally I would have been perturbed at them, but they carefully explained to me their reasoning. The mechanic and owner decided that I would be wasting money to have the services done. It seems The Love Boat is made more like a big truck than a car and has a different maintenance schedule. They could have charged me big bucks for something I didn't need. What was their motivation you may ask? Because it was the right thing to do. Raleigh Autocare is an exceptional business, and I am lucky to have found them. Raleigh seems to have many people of the same mindset. I am fortunate to live in a place with people of the caliber found here. Raleigh is a wonderful place to live and grow old.
Speaking of growing older, Deb grew older than me this past weekend. She is now 51 years old and prettier than they day I found her.
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