Sunday, August 23, 2015

Another Sunday Evening in Las Vegas

I haven't been posting a whole lot since I haven't felt like I had anything worthwhile to say.  And now I'm realizing that I ought to get those Rhyolite and Goldfield pictures up here sometime, which would need a block of time on a weekend to do it.  Yes, I could have done it this weekend, but yesterday morning was spent on an important matter and yesterday afternoon I found myself wanting to relax and take stock of things.

Today's been pretty quiet.  I did go for a short drive after church, after which I stopped off at a supermarket to get things for the evening meal.  I haven't decided exactly what to have but I'll make my mind up shortly after logging off.

I have been catching up on a lot of reading.  A friend of mine at work loaned me a Clive Cussler novel, and I finished it yesterday.  It took a while for the story to get going, and some of the dialog got a little cheesy, but I found myself entertained, and what surprised me was that he was able to get a good story across without any profanity.  Not even a "hell" or a "damn".  I'm now thinking of looking for more of his titles at the thrift store.  Right now I've returned to reading the James Bond novels that Ian Fleming wrote.  Or rather, re-reading them.  I think Fleming was one gifted writer.

On the home front, I'll be in Tucson, via road, for Labor Day weekend, and I'll be flying down later in September.  The flights haven't been booked yet but I'm looking forward to going.  I'm not sure if we'll be catching The Smithereens in Sahuarita.  I should write Jim Babjak to let him know what's happening.

Work-wise, it's a bit on the dynamic side right now.  We've had some turnover in personnel so assignments have changed.  I'm picking up work on satellite ground stations in addition to my work on life support systems.  It's good experience.  I can't complain about what they're giving me to do. 

As for Las Vegas......there are times when I don't like being inside of an apartment.  Come to think of it, that's most of the time these days.  A friend of mine here is in the same boat as I am in:  wife, house and family are in a different state.  We went out to dinner Thursday night at a locals casino here, and we were hanging around Downtown yesterday for part of the afternoon.  It actually turned out to be a decent Downtown visit:  the panhandlers were leaving the tourists alone!  The people watching was good too.

So it's a quiet Sunday evening here, and time for reflection.  I figure on doing some light reading after supper, which I think will be home made chili.  Chili is therapeutic and I like making it, but the high point will be talking to Sheila before going to bed.

I miss her, and it's hard at times.

But we'll survive.

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