Originally posted by clackers Glad to see yousurvived the night, Racer X ... we were taking bets!
I didn't get to sleep until after 4 am.
Got up relatively early, 9:42 am.
Time to have lunch already.
Linguini with clam sauce.
Accompanied with a Stella.
Making preparations for a memorial tomorrow. My sister and her husband will be here later today. Early Saturday we drive up to Whidbey Island, where my dad was stationed in the Navy in '66 & '67. We are going to scatter his ashes on the beach.
Dad arrived yesterday, in an oak box, inside of a bubble wrap bag, inside of a cardboard box surrounded by hobby horse turds (packing peanuts), inside of another cardboard box surrounded by even more hobby horse turds, inside of a third cardboard box comfortably cushioned by a final bed of hobby horse turds, clearly marked "Cremated Remains" .
Now I don't know if it is a requirement or not, my sister had dad shipped up from Sacramento, so the details were on her. I just found myself wondering why the US Postal Service didn't supply pallbearers.
After all, they charged $113 to deliver him here.
Maybe they actually read the label and conferred the correct amount of respect. The package, all three boxes, the bubble wrap and hobby horse turds arrived in what appears to be the same condition it was handed over to the Postal Service in down in California.
No dented corners, punctured sides or accordion looking wrinkles in the sides.
Maybe there is something good about the Post Office after all.
OK, off to the linguini and the Stella.