rain.
it's raining. it's been raining. i wanted to go geocaching. i wanted to go geocaching in some way similar to the way i used to.
i'm not stupid; i know i can't have it the way it used to be. i've been sick for a long time and treatment takes a lot out of me. i used to pack up my car for days and just go.
used to be i was the first finder most of the time; not anymore.
but i was going to go this weekend. of course i couldn't drive after treatment on friday. of course the IV nurse couldn't get the IV started and it took the anesthesiologist for-honkin'-ever.
and i was SO sick afterward. it took me a long time to wake up and then i was nauseated and since they had already taken out my IV, the anti-nauseal came in suppository form.
but i was going to come down here to the Flyingfishers and i ran my PQs and once i was all packed i needed a nap.
so about five hours later i was ready to go, but i kept having this dream about abraham lincoln, only he was being played by leonard nimoy. and i kept dreaming about maple syrup. and horchata. treatments make me crave sugars.
so i didn't get on the road right away, but Flyingfisher doesn't mind. whenever i get here is whenever i get here.
and the revs were playing, so we all got to watch it together on the big TV, which was nice, even though they couldn't pull out a win.
and then Flyingfisher and i took a little field trip so i could learn where to find the church. i have not skipped church since the first time i went. sometimes i have to fall in with another congregation, but the idea is simply to be among people who are gathered for worship.
that, and i also needed change of a twenty, so we stopped at a place that was still open and i got a cream cheese brownie. i am a sucker for cream cheese brownies.
Flyingfisher laughs and wants to know: what else am i a sucker for?
she is full of mischief. there is much to love about Flyingfisher. tomorrow maybe she will come caching with me a little even though she's busy packing to go to germany.
you know, even these days, when i say or hear "germany" i hear it the way renee used to say it way back when and we all made fun of her for it.
d'ya remember? super-diva? captain tritone?
anyway, maybe she'll come out with me; something easy because my knees hurt.
gah. i've been up now for almost seven hours and it's time to go to bed.
this seems like so long ago now. maybe i should have known better. maybe not.
see you in church.
3 comments:
I looked it up. The episode which probably sparked this dream is called "The Savage Curtain" and it aired on March 7, 1969. I knew it. Third season.
OK, I went to geocaching.com for some remedial info, being so ignorant of the sport as to recently have assumed it more closely resembled a hobby than a lifestyle. I am learning. And the more I learn, the more I understand that you are grieving a significant loss when it comes to How Geocaching Used To Be For Flask.
But what is a PQ?
and why did you say maybe you should have known better? were you talking about your crash that day?
a PQ is a Pocket Query whereby one can set parameters for a search, e.g., all caches in new jersey that do not require boats, or all puzzle caches in michigan or all caches withing ten miles of saranac lake.
and yes, i was talking about that crash, but in the large sense; if you follow the logs you can see it coming a LOOOONG way in the distance.
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