Flying Debris

Things are going great with C.

but I wish my grandma was still here to give my grandpa an attitude adjustment.

C has kind of a bad reputation around town.  He was a wild child… rowdy, drinking, pot…  Actually he hasn’t done near some of the stupid shit Rick and I pulled, but what he did do was in a small town and it sticks with you for life.  He’s settled down now (like me) - kids and old age do that to ya.

Anyway, we went to the coffee shop for breakfast yesterday morning. My grpa came in shortly after, sat down with us, and barely uttered a word the entire time. Later at home he informed me that I “was the talk of the coffee shop this morning…”  It went downhill from there.

I’ve been a total recluse since moving here. Zero interaction with any life long Waurika people. Mostly because I felt guilty for any gossip grief felt by my grandparents over Rick’s death.  I made the decision to spend my life here with Hannah, partly because I want to, and mostly because it’s the best decision for my family and Hannah.

I stopped ‘rebellion dating’ shortly after high school.  If C turns out to be ‘bad news’, I’ll end it.

I need something in my life that is for me - that makes me happy.

I’m just very disappointed in my grandpa right now.  Before he starts throwing rocks, he needs to realize that I live in the biggest glass house in town.

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I started to title this post “Check Yes or No” in reference to the George Strait song but was more corny than I could stomach this early in the day.

He was the funnest, cutest boy in my kindergarten class (the only grade I attended here before we moved to Wichita Falls). We sat next to each other in class and always played together on the play ground. I know - ahhh, how sweet. It must have been - so much that my family teased me about him for years after. yes, years.

Our paths crossed a few times here and there. When we were around 17 or 18 I hooked him up with my best friend because I was dating his roommate. Didn’t see him again until we bumped into each other at the gas station a few months ago… “good too see you…yeh, living back here now…should come by and visit sometime…”

And he did, 2 nights ago. We exchanged phone numbers (which oddly enough, are identical except for one digit - weird huh?), visited for about an hour and agreed we should get together and hang out soon. Last night I was debating sending him a text message when my phone beeped with a text from him.

We have a date tomorrow night.

He was cute in kindergarten.

He is one handsome man today.

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Pursuit Watch.org recently encouraged readers to sign up for a new newsletter begun by VIPS (Voices Insisting on PursuitSAFETY) .

My first reaction was “Awesome!” and I immediately clicked through to add myself to the subscriber list. I read the VIPS mission statement -

“PursuitSAFETY is a national organization that joins communities, police officers, and public officials with 80,000 plus family members who have had blameless children, parents, and brothers and sisters killed or maimed when police chases spun out of control.”

Before I go any further I want to be very clear that I understand why the loved ones of innocent vicitms would hate the suspect who’s actions caused the death of their loved one. I understand why “blameless” is a key part of their mission statement. It should be.

damn - I don’t know how to say this without it somehow sounding ‘wrong’. “Blameless” is emphasized and repeated 5 times on the first page of the VIPS website.

I want to be part of the push for reform. My knowledge of pursuit law is extensive. I think, no - I know I would be an asset in the movement for policy reform. But time and again I feel “unworthy” of seeking change in pursuit policy.

Yes Rick ran - I can’t change that. My husband will never come home again and I was left alone to raise our 10 month old daughter. My grief doesn’t make the distinction between Rick the suspect, and Rick the husband, nor is it proportionate to his degree of guilt.

that’s all - just needed to get that off my chest.

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1. High winds suck the gas tank dry twice as fast as no wind.

2. The big inflated chicken on top of Church’s Chicken is NOT for sale.

3. 26 degrees outside - doesn’t even begin to describe 26 degrees outside on back of a motorcycle at night. (and snot turns to ice over 80 mph - just dying to know that little tidbit weren’t ya?)

4. Bikers don’t cry at weddings - it’s sinuses. (sorry guys)

5. It takes longer to un-bundle and re-bundle than it does to drink one White Russian.

6. Repetitive practice/attempts does not decrease bundle time. (grrrrrr)

7. Cell phones only ring after you’ve re-bundled.

8. Every time I go out of town, I leave my current most favorite piece of clothing where I visited. (damnitt)

9. Last and most importantly, occasional interaction with the outside world is good for the spirit. I need to remember this one and act on it more often.

Hope your weekend was a good one too.

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Out of town til Sunday.

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Claudia Chandler, assistant executive director for the California Energy Commission, claims residents will be able to manually override controls in all cases, but the 2008 Building Efficiency Standards (Page 64), known as Title 24, specifically states: “The PCT shall not allow customer changes to thermostat settings during emergency events.”

Ralph Cavanagh, an energy expert with the Natural Resources Defense Council, said in an interview that at a time of peak electricity use, “most people given a choice of 2 degrees of temperature setback and 14th-century living would happily embrace this capacity.”

Maybe someone should tell Mr. Cavanagh that most people are sick of a government who can’t resist a single opportunity to exploit and abuse it’s power.  And he can stick his “2 degree temperature setback” where the sun doesn’t shine.

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Observed at local truck stop.

3 teens enter ahead of me and greet friend working the cash register.

Teen behind register looks surprised, blurts out, “That was fast! You just called your order in like 5 mins ago!”

Translation: *oh shit - I forgot to turn your order in!*

oops

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April 10, 1979  We took cover in our cellar. I’ll never forget the sound - like a hundred trains running over the top of us.

We were part of the lucky group who’s home wasn’t blown away. At least not the home we lived in. My grandparents had sold a mobile home the day before - it was totally destroyed. Rick wasn’t so lucky. These photos are of what was left of his house. The spray painted writing, typical Rick - even in the face of his home having been completely destroyed, he kept his sense of humor…

“3912 Park   OK for Rent - Cheap”

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Simple Justice posted about dying blogs. I’m not ready to call it quits yet. I’m promising myself, beginning today, to post one entry or photo per day.

Time for aggressive action in finding my muse. Bear with me while I get my wheels turning again.

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I added a few RSS feeds to the sidebar. They link to the 3 most recent posts at The Agitator, Grits for Breakfast, and Bad Cop News.

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