Pigeons And Scallops

No, I’m not talking about the kind of pigeons you eat. They are called squab, and I’ve never had that dubious pleasure. I’m referring to clay pigeons, which are targets used in trap shooting. I mentioned a while back that I couldn’t find any locally and I wanted to get some before we went to Alabama to visit our son Travis,  because I was planning on doing some shooting while I was there.

Several people gave me suggestions, including Walmart. But when I called our local Walmart in New Smyrna Beach a couple of days ago to see if they had any in stock, they told me no. But then Saturday a friend of mine said that he had seen them there. So as much as we don’t care for Walmart, yesterday we decided to go and see if we could find some. As it turned out, they had stacks of them. So much for depending on the people at the store to be able to answer questions on the telephone.

While we were there, we picked up some other things we needed and then headed back home, dodging thunderstorms along the way. Of course, when we got home everything was dry. I really can’t complain because we have had a lot of rain in the last few days, and as I write this at midnight, the thunder is rumbling outside my office door.

For dinner, Terry made delicious scallop linguine, one of my favorite meals. You can’t tell it from this picture, but there are a whole bunch of other big tasty scallops hiding under the pasta.

A few days ago I told you about picking up some 55-gallon drums to take up to our son’s place. They are just a little too big to lay on their sides and fit under the tonneau cover of our pickup truck, so they are standing on end. We put a couple of foam pads on each end to keep them from rocking around much, but we still wanted some more security, so Terry found an excellent cargo net setup on Amazon and ordered one. It uses seat belt-type straps and buckles, and since our Laramie pickup has several adjustable tie-down places in the bed, it was easy to secure them to where they won’t move at all. But just to be safe, we will stop and check them when we’re on the road to make sure nothing loosens up.

Speaking of our trip, we will probably leave Friday or Saturday of this week and be gone about a week, unless our house sitter burns the place down. I’m not sure yet what I’ll be doing about the blog during that time because Travis and Geli live out in the country and internet service is spotty there. I may try to get some blogs ready ahead of time and set them up to post automatically, but we’ll see how that goes. Or I may give you a break from my daily prattling for a bit.

And finally, here’s a chuckle to start your day from the collection of funny signs we see in our travels and that our readers share with us.

Thought For The Day – We travel because we need to, because distance and difference are the secret tonic to creativity. When we get home, home is still the same, but something in our minds has changed, and that changes everything.