|
It's not possible for every week to go smoothly and every year there is a
week from hell. This trip was our week. We got to Richmond just in time for
a regional soccer tournament for grade school kids and their inconsiderate
families. It rained and stormed on Saturday and got cold on Sunday. Plus,
attendance was off for the whole week for reasons that escape us. Finally,
we got to Buffalo where the rest of the week went to heck. As I waved
goodbye to Mark, Nick, Doug and Janita, I sat back and had a cigar and
waited three hours for the Roadway driver to come an pick up our stuff for
Jacksonville. Oh, well... what the hell... |
One of the only nice things about Richmond on Saturday was the Cherry trees
in bloom. |
Also, I had a lot of time on my hands during the rain so I learned how to
make interesting pictures in Photoshop. |
This is how my friends take care of me. Steve Meyer has been yanking my
chain all week and finally in New Jersey, he got his. I stuck a little sign
on his booth and Janita stole his cell phone.Don't f*&% with me Steve! |
This is the little sign on his booth that prompted him to call me an
Emotional Degenerate.He is an accurate judge of character. |
I finally got Debbie to let me take a good photo of her. It was only fair
since she sent her kids home early and we were having lots of fun ruining
all of her hard work for the last seven years. |
Diana and I cut out early from Long Island to take the ferry across to
Mystic CT. We rode on the Mary Ellen... a comfortable old gal. |
This is the start of the slowest day we've ever had in recent or long term
memory. |
The stage starts attracting tushies. |
More tushies arrive. |
Finally, even Mark parks his tush there! |
Cindy doesn't want to sit on the stage. She is dedicated. |
Nobody ever plays with my balls. Darn. |
Dan even got busy doing something else. |
Me at night in Albany. It's a slow evening. Tomorrow is our setup. I'm going
out for a cigar. |
 
I didn't get photos of Nick climbing up the scaffold to hand the extension
cord. We almost lost Nick and the Pioneer sign. Lots of wind. Albany sucks. |
Buffalo... the end of the line... or is it? |
Nope... the agony continues. Mark is trying to find a trucking company who
will pick up our stuff before he has to leave for the airport. Nick appears
unconcerned because he really has no idea of how serious things are. Mark's
been there before.
Have no fear, Nick... there is a Plan B, but we've already tried it.
Yep... we're f&%ked. |
