Drifting Wednesday Motes

Three or more times is….. : I mentioned the explosion in Texas that killed 18,000 cattle. Seems like I’m one of the very few people asking W T F. What kind of explosion could possibly cause the death of 18,000 cattle? Speculation has centered on “what they call a honey badger, which is a vacuum that sucks the manure and water out and possibly that it got overheated and probably the methane and things like that ignited and spread out and exploded and the fire. Huh? I’m not buying the theory that a vacuum exploded, killing 18,000 dairy cows, whose average weight is over 1,500 pounds. And why is every food processing plant, dairy farm, and chicken coop in America blowing up, burning up, or otherwise being destroyed? And worse, why is nobody asking about it? (…enemy actions.)

A record, but why: A Spanish mountain climber emerged Friday from a cave 230 feet underground where she spent 500 days isolated from the outside world. Spanish media said the spell underground set a new world record, but the claim could not be immediately confirmed. Blinking and smiling as she embraced well-wishers, Flamini’s first words including asking who would be paying for a celebratory round of beers. She then spent 9 hours telling her husband what he’d been doing wrong.

It goes both ways: The governor of Oklahoma has called for the resignations of the sheriff and other top officials in a rural county after they were recorded talking about “beating, killing and burying” a father/son team of local reporters — and lamenting that they could no longer hang Black people with a “damned rope.” Yep, and I regret we don’t take politicians out of office with tar and feathers.


Vegas Baby, Vegas

Okay, let’s talk about the Vegas trip. Well, maybe just one day. Friday morning, we were at the Hilo airport at 0445, 4:45 am, to ensure we made out Honolulu connection. Unfortunately, I was told a was sent an e-mail advising that the ONLY flight we could take had been canceled. I checked the email, it was sent out at 2237, 10:37 pm, the night before. Well after we had gone to bed. But there was a Hawaiian Airlines flight directly to Vegas leaving from Maui later that day. Okay, how bad could it be?

The Maui flight left 2 hours after our original to Honolulu. We then were supposed to have a 4-hour layover, that turned into a 5 ½ hour layover. We are now plus 7 hours. After we finally get airborne the inflight “meal” was announced as a “herb infused cheese and pepperoni wrap”. What it was, was a freakin’ Hot Pocket that was damn near inedible.

We finally arrived in Vegas at 0015, 12:15 am, Saturday morning. Our bus to the hotel had departed 8 1/2 hours earlier so we had to take a cab from McCarron Airport to the hotel. Just say it wasn’t cheap. Into the Cal 0145, 1:45 am. Remember we left home at 0425 the day before. Our first day was well, gone. We went to bed.

The rest of the week was okay. The room was clean. The vouchered food wasn’t bad and the wait staff at the Cal was as filled with aloha as ever. Lapperts Ice Cream kept me happy. Chik-Fil-A kept us fed. The “Fremont Experience” is a must, just try to avoid the head-banger nights they get a little wild.

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