Here I am, at the Parkers Crossroads Campground, Yuma, Tennessee, and it is a lovely, lovely place run by lovely, lovely people.  (For clarification see the: Grocery store scene in the movie, "Saving Grace."  It is a lovely, lovely movie.  Really.  One of my favorites.)

Re:  Generator.

Plan A, B, C, D etc., all failed, and I am just planning on living with the no-genny situation until I get to Greg's.  It's not that hot and the Ford's dash AC is working pretty good.  Not great, but pretty good.

This morning found me at 8AM at the place that supposedly repairs Cummins Generators, and yes, they actually do!  And they would be happy to fix mine right after they order the fuel pump (two weeks delivery, and $125.00) and schedule me in sometime next month.  So that puts me back to Plan ZZZ, Gregs house.  I ordered the new pump from Amazon ($20.00) and it should be at his place in a day or three.

Today I turned on Alexa.  Excuse me, today I "Activated" Alexa, and had her make notes for me as I drove.  So here are some of my odd traveling snivels.

1. Tumbleweeds.  I just don't see them anymore.  I remember back in the 70's, 80's they would be stacked up 6 to 10 feet deep against roadside fences.  And they were a ball to hit when driving because they just exploded when you hit them!  But no more.  I haven't seen a tumbleweed in years.

2. It is exactly 1000 miles from the middle of the bridge over the Mississippi River to the UTEP campus in El Paso. I found that out when we drove my dad's 1965 Cadillac Limousine from Virginia to Arizona back in the 80's?  Just thought about that in the middle of the same bridge today.

3.  The rig has a "sweet spot" right at 64 mph.  At that speed the engine is doing 2000 rpm, and the beast seems really happy.  Two mph slower and it seems sluggish, two mph faster and it feels like it is skating on marbles.  So, 64 it is, and the d$@#m trucks can just go around me.

4. People who pump their gas and then leave their car by the pump while they go into the store to shop PISS ME OFF!  Especially when they do it on one of the end pumps that big dogs like mine need to use.

5.  I need to see if someone makes a turn signal flasher that has a noise maker in it that will fit this Ford chassis.  I have left my signal on several times when merging onto the Interstates and I hate being the little old man that does that.

There were a few more notes but I don't remember saying what she wrote.  I will try to be more specific in the future.

That's about it.  I'm re-watching "The girl with the dragon tattoo" for the 12th or 13th time and I gotta get back to it.

Rusty Pistons






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