Random Thoughts 17: Here we go again.

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Well, the grade I clean for had a pretty tame day today.
Another guy is having quite the nightmare. Some class dissected stuff in a carpetted room, and that's just not coming out.
The boys' bathroom he cleans has an untrackable pee problem tonight. He's suspecting that it's in the ceiling. Apparently, that has happened before.

I got really, really lucky.
 
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Went to Madison tonight, sister's program director held a small family event, traffic was insane. Doctorates were graduating tonight, regular commencement tomorrow, not going though. Also one side of University Ave is tore up, so that makes things worse.
 
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Had my "the front yard and street has been torn up for years" dream again last night. Reoccurring theme. One step outside the house and it mounds of dirt and open excavations and never ending project. Went from realistic, talking with construction supervisor gal and than to odd with some folks carrying uprooted spruces trees they were going to plant in neighbors yard. I said to give me 30 minutes and I would help them but was skeptical the trees would live. Maybe related to me digging up a volunteer redbud sapling from under my white pines. Not much roots made it out, it was mostly tap root and very few laterals. Moved it anyway and am guessing it's like a 1% probability it will live.
 
Sitting around the fire last night and texted one of LittleWx's old soccer coaches because he got caught blinking in a picture during a training session posted by the CRFD (he is a firefighter with them). He was working and apparently it was cardiac arrest day in CR as there were a number of CPR in progress calls and one DOA. Then I saw this article and look up the location. Litterally the only reason to be going through there would be to access two farmsteads before the road dead ends. If it was family that was killed there I can only imagine how long (if ever) before you can cross that without thinking of them.

 
Sitting around the fire last night and texted one of LittleWx's old soccer coaches because he got caught blinking in a picture during a training session posted by the CRFD (he is a firefighter with them). He was working and apparently it was cardiac arrest day in CR as there were a number of CPR in progress calls and one DOA. Then I saw this article and look up the location. Litterally the only reason to be going through there would be to access two farmsteads before the road dead ends. If it was family that was killed there I can only imagine how long (if ever) before you can cross that without thinking of them.


My father instilled a strong "fear" the train in me as a little kid. Maybe had something to do with him having his fuel bulk plant on the "wrong side of the tracks" and having to cross those tracks tens of thousands of times during his life. Used to unnerve little Boxster when the Illinois Central freights blasted by at full speed less than a 100 feet away from the loading platform. The ground would shake.
 
My father instilled a strong "fear" the train in me as a little kid. Maybe had something to do with him having his fuel bulk plant on the "wrong side of the tracks" and having to cross those tracks tens of thousands of times during his life. Used to unnerve little Boxster when the Illinois Central freights blasted by at full speed less than a 100 feet away from the loading platform. The ground would shake.
40 years ago I lived right by the tracks. Outside of the first time a train went by when I was sleeping, I would sleep right through it. Watching TV was a different matter, between the sound and rattling windows you couldn't hear the TV
 
I got a UP spur line that runs through my town, old C&NW line that ran from Madison to Chicago, that sees about 4-6 trains a day, used to be twice that when GM was still operating. Mostly come through at night, rarely do they wake me up. I'm maybe 200 yards from the track and some rattle the entire town and some don't.

When I was a kid my dad would take me to the Rochelle railroad park in Illinois, where the UP and the BNSF mainlines out of Chicago cross, same UP line that runs through Cedar Rapids and Ames, and one time I got the quick, short bursts of horn for standing too close.
 
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Always more interesting to visit the MIL in the hospital after supper, she believes her hallucinations and it can get pure cray cray.
 
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The MIL hallucinates and is confused a lot. Now, the wife buys her these magazines she likes to read, like the national enquirer and globe type stuff. Giving crazy talk newspaper/magazines to someone who is in their own world some doesn’t seem good to me.
 
Another random crazy angry old white guy encounter. Only a couple of days after the old dude called a gal I was in a group with a *****. Today old dude is driving by me as I was walking over by Lake Harriet and he lowers his window and calls me a ****, the c word that rhymes with bunt. Dang. Walk a another 100 feet or so and guy packing up his sailboat onto a trailer asks me if I've seen anything (I was carrying binoculars and camera...obviously birding). Told him no and I'd just gotten here but some cray cray just called me a ****. He said same guy drove by him and swore at him just before that. What the hell is wrong with these people.
 
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