When I booked a super cheap [url=www.Amtrak.com]train ticket I was aware that it might be a little late. See: it’s summer thing. Train tracks get hot.
Just the way it goes, life on the road. The good news is that I had a chance to catch up on backlog of work I wanted to get straightened out.
Funny dynamic to my family, too, Wednesday morning, I was busy trying to sort out router problems in the home network. [url=www.lunfan/com]Someone had plugged the wrong net cable into the wrong port on the back of the router. A couple of calls to tech support helped straighten it all out. More or less.
To her credit, Sister had successfully completed an upgrade, and she did, in fact, upgrade firmware and software on Ma Wetzel’s machine.
When I left, all was well with the network.
It was rather delightful to have Sister around for some of the meetings with lawyers and such. One impromptu meeting, Sister’s eyes glazed over after about 10 minutes, her head nodded once, and she interrupted long enough to excuse us. Worked for me.
From Pa Wetzel’s office: “Always trust what the engineer says. Always.”
I should get a similar one, “Always trust what the Fishing Guide says. Always.”
But I’m not sure I would.
“If you have an Amtrak issued ticket, please sign in the upper left hand corner.”
I put down the symbol for Sagittarius
Boarded at 1534 Hours. Arrived at Ft. Worth a little before 1700. Arrived Austin at 2200.