Saturday, November 28, 2009
Dead Battery but Elvis is Alive and Driving a Tow Truck Near New Orleans
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Saturday, November 14, 2009
Working at a Pipe Mill in Little Rock, Arkansas
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Monday, November 2, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
I Miss My Babies
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Sunday Off From Work: A Hot Springs, Arkansas Visit - Bill is in Town for His Class Reunion.
Many of the stores were shut down since the tourist season was over. Also it was Sunday. It was a beautiful day and the little city in the Hot Springs National Park was interesting.
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Downtown Halloween Decorations
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The town of Hot Springs, Arkansas has a "hot springs" that provides an opportunity for free very hot water (140 F). There are 5 or 6 very nice hot spring spas lined up on main street, very near the hot spring that feeds them and the town with hot water. Most springs in the world have a history of so called "healing benefits." Today, people enjoy the springs for relaxation purposes - with spas this beautiful, no wonder.
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This is a Convalescent Home - not sure what that means.
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The town's "Visitor's Center" has sidewalk commemorative plaques that surround the center. Read on to find out more about these famous Arkansas inhabitants: Alan Ladd, Bill Walton, Jack Fleck, Johnny Cash and Jo Ann Castle.
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Saturday, October 17, 2009
Worked This Week in Little Rock, Arkansas With Terry, Terri, Terry, Frank & Gilles
My friend Frank called two week's ago and asked if I was interested in replacing Terry at Welspun. He said that I would be working with Terry's crew of Terry, Terri and Gilles on the night shift. I said Terry-fic, Terry-fic, Terri-fic and Golly when do I start. I have been here almost a week now - we are working long hours but due to the Holiday in India that the Plant Qwners celebrate, we have the weekend off. I was going to get up this morning and go to their Holiday celebration at the plant - which included free delicious Indian food, and blog photos, but I just could not get up after only five hours of sleep. While in Little Rock, what else is there to do except to go visit the Bill Clinton Presidential Library. It was 7 bucks and interesting enough.
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Things like this happen to me once in awhile: I notice the reception being set up. After my tour of the Library, I drive leisurely down main street until I decide to take a left to follow the signs to the State Capitol. After parking in one of the Congressman's parking spots, I proceed to take several pictures as I wander around the outside of the Capitol building. As I get to the front of the Capitol, I notice a photographer that I noticed at the Library finishing pictures of a very cold, bare armed red haired bride at the Gold Front Doors of the Capitol. It was cute. I wandered back downtown, randomly choosing streets, looking for a Starbucks, until I noticed a big church steeple. I turned left for a possible blog picture. Guess what, the red haired bride had just arrived in a mini-van at the First Baptist Church. She was being greeted by the biggest wedding party I have ever seen. There must have been 20 men and 20 ladies all dressed up. I proceeded a little further down the street and recognized that I was again going toward the Presidential Library. I turned the corner, hoping somewhere I would find a Starbucks. What I did find was a high rise Holiday Inn. It had a big welcome banner, guess what it said? "Welcome Heather and Jason and Family. Have a great party at the Library!" I am convinced that I saw Heather at the Capitol and at the Church. I am pretty sure that she is having her reception at the Library and of course a few hours of sleep at the Holiday Inn. Small town USA, everybody, even strangers knows your business...
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A video of the Eternal Flame Memorial at the State Capitol for the Veterans.
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Saturday, October 10, 2009
A Visit to Eric/Megan/Pancakes' House for Supper
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Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Clarksville County Oktoberfest
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This is a movie of Mama and me dancing to the Chicken Dance. It was fun... I like the Chicken Dance. I think we will play the Chicken Dance when I get married.
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