QuaRtzSiTe - a toddlin' town.

We're sitting in the parking lot of Carl's Jr. so Annie can do her taxes and so I can surf and post frivolously.  A day out!  It's like Date Night, except she's tense (filing taxes) and hasn't offered to buy me fries despite heavy hints.  I guess it's more like Married a Long Time Night.  Yep, I left all my cash in my other pants.  Who am I kidding?  There are no other pants.

A person can have almost any kind of Quartzsite experience they want, I think.  We've seen RV resorts, parks, close-to-town boondocking,  a little further out boondocking, and what were those lights? boondocking.  Now that the January RV show is over, things are quiet and you can easily boondock near Plomosa Road without braving the washes and the Arizona pinstriping.  I think our next kind of Q experience will be on the flats with 3G coverage.

FULL RECANT:   Annie just bought me dinner.  I feel bad.  I feel mmpmphhmm.

Ann from Dough, Dirt & Dye kindly gave me a Versatile Blogger award.  Ann's blog is gentle.  If you're feeling overwrought and overwhelmed,  her writing and photography are diazepam for your spirit.  I regularly take a dose.

Now I'm supposed to tell you a bunch of stuff about myself that you don't know, but I have no personal boundaries and you already know more about me than you're comfortable with.

We are love, love, loving our solar set-up.  Annie installed a Link Lite battery monitor after we were up and running,  and I check it when I get up at night to use the Bucket.  When we're charging everything we use and running everything we can think of, we're using about 55Ah/ day (that's something you didn't know about us!).  If we ever got into a bind, or Seattle, we would conserve further by turning off our inverter at night.

We are getting mail General Delivery at the Parker post office.  We tried getting into the PO at Q(RST) and there was no chance.  Now we piggyback mail on a grocery run.

I feel like I need to redeem this post with a picture:

Help me, Jeff Goldblum.

 

I've heard that every time a fly lands he throws up seven times.  This photo neither confirms nor refutes that claim.

Solar Mo

SparkyPants is testing our new mini solar panel.  It attaches directly to the coach batteries with alligator clips for easy-on/easy-off.





Without the charge controller it was reading 24V. Too much!

It's just a term of endearment.

I need technical help with the blog. Please? If you look to the left, you'll see the blogroll. Everything is fine for a while, and then there is no more update time, and the blogs below that have dissolved into feed nonsense. Even though they're still updating. Vantramps, for example. Do you know how to fix this? Is there a functional limit to the number of blogs that can be on the roll?

ETA:  You're saying that the blogs on the bottom look fine to you, and to me they're just a billion lines of code.  If I remove them and re-add them, there is no change.  Some of these blogs haven't updated in a while, but some have.

Gratuitous lighthouse picture.   The money shot.

It got me where I am today.

I'm in there on the sofa.

Still there, but closer.

Another cat.  Please.  Make yourself at home.  Tell your friends.

We went to the flea market this morning instead of sleeping.  That's cool, because sleeping wouldn't have bagged me the best possible hat (no pictures) and a used hack saw (still no pictures).

Annie did a project that she wants to talk about.  It's solar, and it's a fan.  It's not what you think. It's a solar fan.  The surprise is the application.