The Blackburn Digest

One day late - I waited, but I still need to vent! That’s the Irish temperment showing up, isn’t it? (Alternate title - “Lame Entry”)

Ouch! I knew my errand schedule was a bit punishing yesterday, but . . . . .was that collision really necessary?

I successfully navigated over a large part of the San Antonio grid, including a long run out Broadway (almost to Austin Highway) to pick a suitable “door prize” for this weekend’s SAM’s Birthday Party at My Dollhouse (plus a few goodies for my Totally Texas scene and my general collection) and a frustrating trip to Triad Pharmacy for Sundance’s medication. “Frustrating” because their location is Really Awkward To Get To . . . . . . and I arrived to find a WE HAVE MOVED sign on their door!! They are now on Blanco near Bitters - a lot closer to home, much easier to get to - wonderful, really, but NOT when I discover the fact while trying to manuever from the other side of the city!!

Definitely My Bad!! It’s going to get worse, too: I’m going to have to take total responsibility for this piece of middle-aged idiocy when Tom gets home from work! One of those “This can’t be good” situations just happened to me. “And I was having SUCH a good day.” Now, what movie is that from????? Hmm - it will come to me around 3AM!)

I put a few miles on the Scarlet Lady (my ‘97 Camaro) today; drove across town (a bit past Blossom Stadium) to pick up a friend and fellow miniaturist (Norma P.) and bring her back to Huebner @ Eckhert for a 3-person UFO (UnFinished Object) Day at Pauline J’s house; then back to “Point A” to take Norma home. Coming back, I was planning on stopping at a couple of stores (we need food, I need rubber cement!) until I noticed The Lady was acting strangely. Not “acting funny” - I suddenly lost most of my braking power, and there wasn’t anything funny about it! The brake pedal was mushy, and the reaction time very slow.