Yes, I know I have been slack with the free ice cream of late, but working on the embed has taken up a lot of time. More on that soon.
Meantime, I thought I would share a bit of what passes for life and humor in my life. Last Friday, I had one of my big toe’s adjusted a bit. Twelve or so years ago, I had a podiatrist down in Huntsville take out ingrown toenails on both big toes. I was assured that it was permanent, and I would never be bothered with them again. Fast forward to the last year or so, when one big toe started doing funny again.
To my eye, it looked like it was once again ingrown. Sure felt like it. I even did a minor amount of barber surgery to deal with it, but when it persisted, I asked my doctor for her recommendation for a podiatrist up here. After all, I am not a fan of barber surgery—the mode I used years ago (and did once this spring) was to take sterilized nail clippers, run them straight down the nail as far as I could, then grab and yank with hemo, pliers, or some such. Works, but is a temporary fix.
So, Friday was the long scheduled day, since dealing with it has been in the works for months now. Went in, had the procedure done, even though it technically wasn’t a true ingrown because of the previous surgery, just an odd way of growing that did a good imitation of same. All was good, so I left for my next appointment, over at the mall with my eye doctor. I also just happened to get there early, and walked around the mall a bit doing some shopping. Met the doc, ordered new glasses, ate lunch, and went to work. Worked the rest of the day. Felt really good that I probably only walked a couple of miles after the surgery (keeping it light), and had no pain or obvious bleeding.
Saturday, I took sort of easy, but did do Howl Night, a Wolf Park After Hours, and spent the day working a community-wide yard sale.
Sunday was interesting. I worked out at Wolf Park and probably put in a mile or two during the day. That evening, I helped attempt to herd/wrangle a bison calf. It is great exercise, especially as I ended up trying to out-sprint it a few times. Have to admit, I was a little stiff the next day… Have to say, an hour or two of that is good cardio.
We then had one of those special visitors show up. A person who tries to bypass the closed gate, behaves strangely, and isn’t on staff. Someone who, just from watching from a distance, causes me to change plans and drive down to the scene—and to just happen to block the road with my vehicle. Someone that I end up following at a distance to be sure they leave, and ultimately to see where they go. Not too close, so as not to be provacative; but, not so far back that they can’t see that we care or that I lose sight of them for long.
This person did finally pull back out, but ended up turning around less than a mile away. Long story short, I ended up parked in front of a staff member’s house observing them and even talking with them. For they not only turned around, they turned down the crossroad I had taken, went past me, came back, and then parked about fifty yards ahead of me. The problem with their behavior was that it could just be a random-variety interesting person, or it was behavior designed to test and fitting of some rather interesting profiles. Yes, I did have plans and was prepared for about anything. Especially after that person made as to approach the staff member’s house. I was also on the cell phone relaying location and information even as I talked with them; and, a few minutes later the local and county LE had a few words with them as they were tresspassing on yet more private property. Me, I was observing from a secure and not terribly visible location. Rather than arrest, LE decided to escort the person from the area and suggested they not return.
That was my weekend, how was yours?
