Kubota is out of school and Mrs ERJ is working extra to clear the decks as she intends to retire this summer.
If Kubota were my girlfriend I would break up with her. He is out of school and time lay heavy upon his hands. He keeps me on a very short leash. "Dad, we need to go here and do this." "Dad, we need to go there and do that." "Dad, where are you?"
Sometimes I get a bit testy when I get a phone call when I am in the yard, 40 feet from the house, 15 feet up in a tree trying to whittle a twig on the end of a bouncy limb. It is a time when a man needs 4 arms. Two to keep working, one to hang onto the ladder and one to fish the phone out of a pocket.
I tried something different today and it worked. I will do it again.
I took my running fanny pack to coffee with me. I asked one of the regulars if he would give me a ride to Onondaga. He graciously agreed.
About four miles into the run I realized I was in trouble for electrolyte. I was sweating out more than I had brought along. The temperature was only 70 but it was foggy and there was no breeze.
|Their trucks look like this. I made a point of remembering the contractor's name.|
I was lucky. I ran into a crew laying fiber optic line and one of the gentlemen let me refill a water bottle with their ice water. I offered him a buck and he refused. He said, "What is right is right. Water is free. This ain't Arizona."
I asked him how they guided the drill head. He told me that the unit has what look like four, independent trim-tabs (like on a boat) and a guy with a monitor radios back to the drilling crew, up-down, left-right. I always wondered
Sure enough. About half way back to my car I got a call. "Dad, where are you?"
I told him "I am on a run."
Again, he asked "Where are you?"
I told him, "I just passed your buddy Tolstoy's house and I am parked in Eaton Rapids. It is going to be a while."
The good news is that he stopped calling. The bad news is that he started sending me texts of things I could pick up for him in town.
Sigh! All was not lost. He put a Bell's Two Hearted Ale in the fridge for my post-run re-hydration.