A inventory of shorts for my beautiful body was on the start up list this morning. After that a check for Academy stores and locations was next. The Academy had moved from when I was last living in the area. The new location is very good for me. This is a very expensive store. Each item is competitively priced, but it seems impossible to get out of the place without spending tooooo much on toys. See Ken Yu you are getting to me all the way down in Texas.
Being a retard person, I was able to spend a lot of time shopping for the shorts I purchased. Likely close to ten minutes. Some synthetic socks for outdoor adventures in the hot weather was next on the list.
Socks took a lot longer since they had something over 3 gazillion different types and styles of socks. When I finally got it all sorted out, there was only one package of what I wanted left on the shelf. Since I am such a lucky guy, they were even in my size. The package had been ripped open, but the socks were there in good shape. Now I have three pair of the proper socks for getting my feet wet.
Now the hard part was all that was left to do. The store needed a very careful search of each and every nook and cranny to make certain there was nothing else that needed to come home with me. A HA. As I suspected there was a critical item waiting for me to wake up. A fishing rod tip repair kit. You might remember I snapped the tip off a new rod while in Del Rio and have been using it in a workaround manner. The tip repair went very well and here is a picture of the rod ready to challenge the fishes again.
On the way home it was a little after lunch time, so I pulled into Kelley’s. They are famous for too much food on your plate for a modest amount of money. The weather was a little cloudy when I pulled into the parking lot and took this picture.
While sitting there eating my shrimp special the lights flickered. When I looked out the far window, I could not see the street in front of the restaurant due to the rain coming down so hard. A couple of minutes later the lights went out for the duration. There was enough natural light to finish my meal and pay my bill. This was one of those Texas rains called a toad strangler. After piddling around in the foyer for too long, I ran for the truck. Of course I got soaked to the interior of my bones. The ditch in this next picture had a little trickle of water way down in the bottom when I came in. When I ran to the truck the parking lot had so much water coming across it that when the water hit the car stops, it just leaped over the car stop into the grass. This ditch picture shows the ditch after about 45 minutes of rain. When I got there it was about two feet wide and six inches deep. In this picture it is about fifty feet wide and over ten feet deep. The current was way too fast for me to put my yak into it to play.
When I got a chance I move the truck to the highest part of the parking lot to wait out the Texas Sprinkle. As it turned out, I took a nap for about twenty minutes and awoke as the rain was starting to slow down. In a few minutes I drove home. The campground has some nice rain but no flooding like it did four miles away. What a mess!
By the time I got home it was after 3:30 pm. So I messed around and repaired the rod tip. Tomorrow I have lunch with old friend George and that night supper with old friend Charlie. Tomorrow has good prospects of having tooooo much fun. TheOFM