My Indiana Jones Hats
5am - A couple if days ago, my Indiana Jones hat went missing. Following my new thing when something goes missing, I bought a new hat! Now, I have two Indiana Jones hats.
That's OK! Chances are, that now I will never be without an Indiana Jones hat!
New left and original right
5:30am - Missing, dropping, breaking
All of these happenings used to be "unexpected occurrences." But that was the past. Now, we have altered our perception of these things.
Thus, with a masterstroke of re-definition, we have moved them all into the classification of "expected occurrences."
Same with typing errors
Do typing errors vex you? Typing errors used to bug the hell out of me. But, no more! Typing errors have also been moved into the realm of "expected occurrences."
Amazing! A simple thing as re-defining removes an irritation. Why didn't I conceive of this before now? 😎
6am - Blogging in the Olden Days
There was a time back in 2003 and for several years after, when a Blogger did not have amenities such as "Older Posts" and "Newer Posts" links. In those Olden Days, I'd put my own HTML code links at the bottom of my Blog posts.
These links were labeled, "Yesterday" and "Tomorrow". When Blogger came out with their own built in links for turning pages, my old links still remained. And they stand out like a sore thumb!
Sometimes I have an occasion to go back and edit something in a long-ago Blog. And while I am there, I'll remove my old HTML code and correct my "Nite Camp Location Link."
12:45pm - Extension Drawers
Plumbing items for Scampy's propane line change have not arrived yet.
So, we are continuing with Twayler's extension drawer project. Converting from sheet metal screws in the wood box to 1/4" hex bolts.
2:15PM - Peeling apple memories
Morris Wenger was the Father of my girlfriend when I was age 17. Mr. Wenger was an amazing person. He brought his family away from the nazi scourge in 1938! A huge accomplishment when considering that most Jewish Fathers who lived in Europe and what would become nazi controlled areas, were unable to understand that dire threat.
Mr. Wenger moved his family to the City of Monterrey in the State of Nuevo León, in Northeastern Mexico. Mr. Wenger wished to immigrate his family to the United States. But the USA was not inclined to allow Jewish persons entry during those critical years!
Mr. Wenger supported his family in Mexico as a junk man. Going around the streets of Monterrey in a wagon collecting and buying anything that was available for trade. From this junk man beginning, Mr. Wenger evolved into a furniture dealer, with a retail store!
When WW2 ended, Mr. Wenger did immigrate his family to Los Angeles. He established a furniture company there. That company, Wenger Furniture, has thrived and grown to multiple locations over the years.
I spent a lot of my time over at Mr. Wenger's home in the City Terrace suburb of Los Angeles in order to be close his daughter, my girlfriend, Clara. It was during these times at the Wenger home, that I observed Mr. Wenger peeling apples.
He was exceptionally good at apple peeling. The peels coming off very thin and mostly in an unbroken strip. I admired Mr. Wenger's skill with apples! Have not forgotten those apple peeling memories.
I was invited for supper at the Wenger home many times. One time stands out. A guest who was at the table with the family had a number tattooed on his arm. Seeing that number, shocked and stunned me. I shall NEVER forget seeing that number!