Movie of the Week: Cats & Dogs, The Revenge of Kitty Galore.

Mr. Tinkles
Don't miss his bit after the credits.

Why? Talking Cats! Talking dogs! A talking pigeon, mouse and hamster too!! I’m in! Oh yeah, there are real talking people too. This is not a cartoon. The animals are really talking! (They are, aren't they?)

Who doesn't want to see a cat dressed like a Bunny?

Kitty Gallore’s alibi?  She is owned by a magician. And what do ya know, he lives in an Airstream, and uses a Mac computer (an original imac).  An excellent combination. 

Mel, the man knows trucks

        A salesman walked up to me at the car dealership.  After a quick greeting, I showed him my note pad.  I had GVWR 7300 circled and told him this was the most important thing I needed to know.  Does he know what it is? 

This hitch is welded to the frame

Um Um Um . . . Really, he had no idea, he seemed to be trying to guess. 

trailer indicator control

Little trailer light

Mel in Control

I went back to the trio left behind, and of the three, Mel spoke up.  He said, that's the Gross Vehicle Weight Rating!  Without hesitation!  Of course it is.  After all, if you're gonna sell trucks to pull big things, you ought to know about the most important part of the equipment! 

I did tell him that I was 4 years out - I'm not buying today.  He took me for a test drive anyway.  And he gave me all the time I needed.  And he answered tons of questions.  I looked all around, in and under a Tahoe and a Suburban.  The inside of these big, gigantic SUVs feels bigger than my kitchen. 

A garage to go!

         I need a GVWR of 7300 and the smaller Tahoe  starts at 8100, and the super-size Suburban tops at about 9600.  Which to that I say:  Can you ever have too much pull? 

Woodland Creatures

 I'm taking a power walk in the park.
The wild animals are enjoying a snack along the path. 

                                                                      We respectfully ignore each other.

The Pesky Permanent Address

I thought my life on the road would be as easy as direct deposit and an ATM.  Until I received a notice for jury duty. 

Most of my bills these days are paid on the internet, and many are automatic withdrawals.  Of course most of them will be gone, such as the phone, electric and DirecTV. (I’m really gonna miss my DVR, as I am in love with TV on MY schedule.) 

            So . . . the new problem of the week is the pesky permanent address. Which affects:

Drivers license

Car registration 

IRS   

And now jury duty! 

This is my future address.

 

    I wonder what other bumps I’ll be tripping over on the way to nowhere!  Happily, I stop the worries about my nomad* lifestyle when I think about the pioneers before me.  They must have it all figured out by now. 

*1.  A member of a group of people who have no fixed home and move according to the seasons from place to place in search of food, water, and grazing land.

 2.  A person with no fixed residence who roams about; a wanderer.

(In the photo on this definition, did I spy me in the back row?)

The place that planted the dream in my head

The Crazy Horse Monument in South Dakota.

         This is the first place that I’m heading.  I had no idea who Crazy Horse was or why he’s so important, until I read about this memorial several years ago.
         It seems like a great passion for the people involved to blast this rock into this Indian leader and his horse. They started in 1948.  I so want to talk to these people. And besides the leader is named Ruth!  The President of the Memorial Foundation, Ruth Ziolkowski is the wife of Korczak the sculptor.  His spirit must be with Crazy Horse somewhere!                        

Korczak (the sculptor) and Ruth Ziolkowski

         They have gathered the land in bits and pieces and are building this with private donations. I was so inspired that I bought a couple of t-shirts to wear walking.
        So walk I do.  Usually a  few days a week with my i-pod to keep me moving along. I consider this training for me - athlete lite!    I am going to walk to the top of the mountain.  And I'll duck while they blast!
http://www.crazyhorsememorial.org/monument/