Friends and Funnies

It turned cold and nasty yesterday with the wind howling from the north dropping temps below 30. It was quite a change from the 70’s on Monday with winds howling from the south. I don’t mind the cold; I just hate the wind.

I will attempt to post a photo again today, but I won’t hold my breath. I already tried posting from my laptop, and that did not work. Hughes.net is suppose to call me today, but I won’t hold my breath for that either. I asked Jes when Shay and Lindsay, who are both computer techs, would be back from their honeymoon in Hawaii. Yep, I’m getting desperate. I may even give the computer doctor a call. I did run a scan on my computer and got rid of some cookies. I tried turning off my firewall – to no avail. But if we cannot post a photo from any computer here at the house, it would seem that the problem is with the server and only the server should be able to fix it. It seems a might strange.

On Pearl Harbor Day, Toby and I were chatting in our recliners and drinking coffee. Toby said, "Today is Dave and Karly’s wedding anniversary." Now that was a blast from the past. Karly and Dave were friends from Red River. Dave worked for Bear as a contract painter, and Karly was Toby’s secretary at Sanco. I loved Karly, who was always upbeat and fun. She worked well with Toby and made his life easier at work. When she quit work to raise her family, Toby went through some different secretaries – none of whom could hold a candle to Karly. Anyway, I told Toby to Google them and sure enough he came up with a way to contact them. We heard back from Dave and he attached a picture of his family - including their four beautiful children. Since Dave worked for Bear back in the old days, we have lots of "Dave stories," but my favorite is this: When Dave (who is a bit younger than us) was about to marry Karly, he asked Bear if after all these years of being married, did he still think that his wife was hot. Bear assured Dave that he still found Anny hot and that Dave would feel the same way about Karly in years to come. Well, after seeing their family photo, my first thought was, "Wow, Karly is still hot!"

Since Karly worked for Toby, we have some Karly stories too: Sanco was a trash company. All of the drivers had radios in their trucks as well as one in the office. Toby and I also had radios in each of our vehicles. Each driver had a call number. Toby was 22. Karly was always in the office, so she was just "base." Then one day, Toby got new radios that were suppose to work better (all of this was before cell phones and keep in mind this was in the mountains where nothing works well). We were driving in a remote area near Roy, NM, when Toby decided to test the new radios. "22 to base – come in base." Nothing. "22 to base, can you hear me?" Nothing. Then we heard from one of the other drivers, "This is 16, and I am in Springer and can hear you fine." We heard from other drivers as well, but not the base office. A few minutes later when all was silent we heard, "22 this is base. I can hear you fine. In fact, these new radios work so well that I can hear you all the way in the bathroom."

Just another little bit of funny: Whenever Toby called me on the radio he said, "22 to Lou," because I had no call number. Eventually, my call sign became "toodle-loo."