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Saturday, March 3, 2012

The Postman Always Rings Twice and Leaves a Tracking Number.

Our luck ran out and so we drove to Blythe (California) to pick up three UPS packages that wouldn't go to the US Post Office.  It's a mystery every time!  The UPS Customer Service Center is open from 9 AM to 10 AM Monday through Friday.  I repeated the information, just to be sure I heard correctly --


You said: 9 AM to 10 AM?


Yes, ma'am, but only Monday through Friday.


10 AM??  


Yes, ma'am, but only Monday through Friday.


--whereupon Annie and I discussed for 17 minutes whether 10 AM there is later or earlier than 10 AM here.  The sleep-later faction won that argument, thank the time zone gods.  I want to thank the UPS Customer Service Center for stating openly and honestly that there would be a solid hour of UPS Customer Service rendered at that Center, each and every five days out of seven.  I'm a fan of achievable goals and truth in advertising.  And, I will say that the entire time we were there they were centered on serving us, which is all we needed.

Because we could, we stopped to dig an archaeological site.

Annie explained that this gate is to keep cows out, because they're not articulated.

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One of the Blythe Intaglios


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More of them


I've tried to link these shots to Google Maps for Bob.  Go ahead and click - he'll have to learn to share.*

To encourage you to go see them, I will tell you that one of the figures is anatomically correct, more or less.  [It's the snake.]

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[It's not really the snake.]



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Colorado River.  Since you came to see naughty intaglios, you might as well see a river, too.



Annie found this life-changing thing and there was no question that we needed to buy it.  Every time she moves the car dolly around she's laid-up for days.  

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So easy a simpleton can use it.  [Okay, Annie, that's not funny.]

*I did not succeed. Sorry, Bob. You can Google them, though.