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"Little Boxes" by Malvina Reynolds. Have you heard it?

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Godspeed, MS Beluga

A cargo ship pulled by a giant, parachute-shaped kite will leave Germany on Tuesday on a voyage that could herald a new "green" age of commercial sailing on the high seas. The owners of the MS Beluga, a 462ft cargo vessel, will try to prove that modern steel ships can harness wind power and reduce their reliance on diesel engines.

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Tuesday, They Took Away The Boat

Since we live out in the country, we can hear when someone drives up, and our dogs bark. We initially thought it might be UPS, Fed Ex, DHL, or the propane guy, but it sounded bigger and louder than usual, so my husband went outside to check. "Come to find out", it was a big flat bed truck sent by the insurance company of the boat owner to get her remains.



My husband inquired what they were here for, and they told him. They showed him their orders, and one of them remarked that they thought it was owned by a movie star. The name was right.

Actually, my son started the whole "recovery of her remains" process. He called the Sheriff's Office to check up on things. They ended up giving him the owner's cell phone number. My son called him. He was in Colorado, at one of his other homes at the time, and didn't even know his boat was stolen, so he ended up coming back to Texas and calling his insurance company. That led to the insurance company sending the truck out to pick up the boat, which was valued at about $60,000.00. So here's a picture of the guy who drove the big flatbed truck out to our place to pick her up. He had to tie his shoe lace before he started.




You know, if it was a movie star who owned the boat that was stolen, stripped and then driven to our little slice of heaven, and set on fire, I damned well hope I can get his autograph.

I can't confirm the movie star thing based on my feeble, free internet searches, but it's kinda fun to imagine it. I could bring myself to feel fortunate that, if our old house had to burn down unexpectedly, it's better if there is a movie star involved. I guess this all stems from the fact that my beloved, RIP, mother, was named after this movie star:



Crap! Why am I doing this to myself? My son has HIS phone number. I think I'll ask my son to call HIM back, and see if HE IS a movie star. Me? Besides all that, I'm just pining for the old house. I still tear up when I drive by the place where it was.

Evil bastards. I still hate you.

Mr. Pickle

Here he is. I've had him for over 40 years. He's a true pickle. Tell me what you think, if you dare.

This really pissed me off.

Some evil doers stole a boat down in Fort Worth, towed it up here to our little slice of heaven, and set it on fire on December 19, 2007 - right outside the back porch of the house I was brought home to when I was born a long while back.




A few weeks have passed. I'm feeling better. I'm not coughing so much now. I breathed in a lot of smoke from that fire - I had to get pictures. I still can hardly make myself look that way when I go to town, and have to drive by the place that was always there but is not there anymore.



To the evil doers - I wish a pox upon you. May you burn in hell, hotter than the fire you manifested upon my beloved old farm house.