Monday Evening

We often receive blog comments from a diverse variety of sources. Today, we rec'd several blog comments via emails and one by actual telephone from Dear Friend Dave E.

Dave and I go way back to maybe 1980 or 1981, I can't remember precisely. We met in Chicago, I think. He traveled on the famous peak flow 100,000 cfs Colorado River trip river trip with Nancy McC. and Sue W., both of whom are blog readers. He also met blog reader Wayne R. when Wayne passed our trip on the Lower End with George M's way too fast trip. It's so fascinating how we all keep in touch together after all these years. That river trip will be 27 years ago this June-July.

Today was a real blur at the office. What Monday isn't? The "they" of what constitutes leadership at my employer were conducting interviews for a new director for our division today. You could tell it was an impotent day because of all the people walking around in really abnormal high quality clothing. Everyone was smiling unnatural smiles--it was kind of spooky so I holed up in my office and ignored it mostly. Some co-workers came in and shared gossip during the day. Turns out one of the applicants from within the agency applied for the position.  If this particular guy would actually get the position, though, I would resign as it would be practical to do so.

Sooo...to make a short story long, if the this guy gets the position, the milestone in Milestone Year happens a whole heck of a lot sooner than later. No doubt about that!

After doing some obligatory paperwork and various bureaucratic BS, I returned home before 3 pm and set about rigging for the yurt trip. I think we have our menu planning pretty well done and the food pretty well packed. Then I worked on rigging the toboggan and I think I achieved a really spiffy rigging set up. Meanwhile, we put the Bed Sled back together. This time, all the bedding is really well protected from snow and weather. I think the Big Sled will weigh danged close to 100 pounds.

Why is it that we can't learn to travel without the kitchen sink? One wonders.

At least I have stopped fighting and complaining about taking along the kitchen sink. Now I take it along with almost nary a gripe or complaint. Kitchen sink? Who cares? What's a few more pounds among friends, eh?

Susun concocted a great dinner tonight and life is good. We will post up pictures of the Challis Senior Center gig tomorrow. Hopefully, I can do a video, too. Maybe yes, maybe no.

Have a great evening and a wonderful tomorrow. Remember Annie's immortal words:

The sun'll come out Tomorrow
Bet your bottom dollar That tomorrow There'll be sun!

Just thinkin' about Tomorrow
Clears away the cobwebs, And the sorrow
'Til there's none!

When I'm stuck a day That's gray,
And lonely, I just stick out my chin
And Grin, and Say, Oh!

The sun'll come out Tomorrow
So ya gotta hang on 'Til tomorrow
Come what may
Tomorrow! Tomorrow!
I love ya Tomorrow!
You're always
A day
A way!

(While editing this post the following morning, I found a YouTube video that has the audio version of the above lyrics. The video just shows the DVD cover and plays the audio of "Tomorrow" in the background. Click here to hear those wonderful words in song.