Mutterings from a dusty lot

All saved favorites and icons are gone on the work computer, vanished into the ether, but the expert left me Explorer. I can still get here. Ah ha!!! Which is similar to Eureka. Which is very similar to salavation at times.

I definately have the beginnings of a sinus infection. No one around me has time for that, especially this holiday season. My kind dentist has prescribed an antibiotic….one of those nasty ones, and G’s bringing it up. I think I smoked too much in my nervousness at being “the” test subject yesterday. Perhaps that and too much dust won the day. I have two days outta here. Dr. Luke will scrape my marginal tooth tomorrow, antibiotics will save the holiday, and anything else serious will have to wait until the next year.

Which includes G. He has given in and agreed to be officially placed on light duty. Results from the MRI came back, and he has a bulging disc. Gee, that therapist shouldn’t have pushed so hard, don’t you think.

Airplanes: One took off to the side of me the other day, and it’s engine quit. I was out in the yard doing an inventory of the body shop vee-hickles, when the motor shut off. I must say that’s one of the scarriest kinds of silence I have ever heard. Lenora ran to the door of the trailer, and the two of us stood with our eyes on the heavens. Lenora kept gesturing and yelling to it to, “start, start!”

The pilot turned the plane abruptly and pointed it toward the ground in our direction. Perhaps the added airspeed helped. The engine started again. Usually when they get them started, the planes circle around to land the right way. This one didn’t. It continued our way in a see-sawing manner while Lenora yelled and I wondered which way to dive. I actually danced a bit on my feet to see if I could move myself out of his way….I couldn’t.

Jigging and jagging through the skis, the plane eventually vanished behind a building. Since there was no resultant ball of flame and all we could hear was silence, we knew it had landed. The world begin again.