Thursday, January 9, 2020
I don't remember exactly how it goes...
...but theoretically I could look it up on the ol' interwebz.
I tried, but I couldn't find what I was trying to remember, which was a catchy little aphorism regarding the correlation between certainty and wisdom. I think it went like this:
Great uncertainty gives rise to great wisdom, while great certainty leads to little or no wisdom.
Or something like that.
Anyway, woke up puking again last night, so it may not have been the bagged salad after all. Sorry 'bout that bagged salad industry!
Virus? Bacteria? Stress and overwork? Lack of stress and underwork? One of them eggs from Alien growing in my abdomen? Who knows. I was certain it was the salad. Now I'm uncertain what it was. Is this growth? Let's just say I'm very uncertain...
Felt better by about 10 a.m. this morning. So far so good. I was even able to eat lunch at the John Deere dealership in Scottsbluff, but more on that later.
Last evening the chickens, whose ancestors hail from Trinidad and Tobago I believe, were playing the song of their people on their food pan.
They are some talented pannists!
This morning Mom and I had to run over to Scottsbluff (80 mile round trip) to purchase chicken and dog food at Murdoch's. No video of Murdoch's I'm afraid. I'm laser focused when shopping for chicken feed. Or something.
I still wasn't feeling well when we departed and I didn't want to go all that bad, but it was on the POD (Plan of the Day -- did/do the Army and Air Force have a POD?). Also, I really enjoy going places with my Mom. We always have great discussions, and I'm blessed to be able to share a lot of time with her. Not everyone in the world is so situated.
Countryside and shopping list discussion.
Potential California trip discussion with a gratuitous Minuteman III silo.
Seventeen-mile corner from the south; a bit of discussion of family drunks, more countryside.
More drunkscussion and countryside, hilltop cafe (stay away from anything not on the dessert menu).
Countryside near Harrisburg, Banner County Highway Department, USAF Missile Wing Campus from the south.
Cows in the corn.
Minuteman III silo plus Wildcat Hills again.
The Green Plate! It's part of a John Deere dealership, has been there 3.5 years (my first time today), and so far as they know they are the only JD dealership in the country with a restaurant.
The placement of this video may seem odd. Trust me, it's not.
More Green Plate! The place is very like a sale barn cafe. It's small and with a limited menu and only open for breakfast and lunch. They seem to do a good business. Today we had the special, which was advertised as Kartoffeln und Glace. No, really!
The interwebz translated that as "potatoes and ice cream." The waitress said it was potatoes with garlic cream sauce. Which it was. Plus dumplings, bread, and vegetables. Plus schnitzengruben.
Mom asked me what the sausage was, and I replied (of course) "Schnitzengruben." Which caused her to blow German Ice cream Sauce out her nose. Hey, if you don't want that to happen don't ask me questions at the table. Or in public. Especially in public.
And even more Green Plate! I couldn't come close to eating all the schnitzengruben. But it was good!
All in all a good day. Now I'm off to a thing for an hour or so.
Be well and enjoy the blessings of liberty.