The new Trailblazer is still in the shop. My pal Jim over at the dealship told me Saturday morning that they are going to get a "strange sound specialist" from GM to come out and help them with it. I kid you not. How would you like to sport a business card with that title? I bet the guy wears dark sunglasses and a black suit.
Meanwhile, I'm becoming rather attached to the Le Sabre. I don't take it anywhere if at all possible. Yet the driveway is going to look rather bare without it. I'm thinking of buying it from Jim and planting geraniums in the trunk. Surely that is more dignified than those folks who plant marigolds in the discarded toilet, eh?
This morning was fun. My company had a ground-breaking ceremony at the site of their future building in the local industrial park. I got to be in the front row with one of the city's Golden Shovels. A photograhper from the paper showed up, so next week I may get to clip one out for the family scrapbook. Not that I'll be recognizable; the wind was blowing so hard that I'm pretty sure every shot had my hair completely covering my face. Pictured above: the mayor, the city coucil, the city development committee, and Cousin It.
Tomorrow: DSL connection. I had the wrong date before. And The Senator gets to meet The Mayor at his Tiger Scout den meeting. Movin' in rarified circles these days, we are.
Posted by Cathy at May 8, 2006 03:41 PM