Coming from the hat,Studying the hat,Entering the world of the hat,Reaching through the world of the hatLike a window,Back to this one from that.
So sings Mandy Patinkin as Georges Seurat -- on the joys of creating art.
When I injured my ankle, I was concerned that I could not get out and about to gather up material for the world of the blog.
I needn't have worried. The material comes to me.
If you look at the photograph at the top of the blog, you will probably assume that you are looking at a truck with its window down. If so, your eye deceives you. What you are looking at is a truck with its window up -- with the glass missing.
On Friday evening, my land lady and a friend stopped by to inform me that my rear passenger window had been broken. She volunteered to pull the truck into the court yard to be certain a thief did not return.
Apparently the thief took only my emergency road kit, two empty CD cases, and the operator's manual. The manual was in a wallet. I suspect the thief may have thought it contained something of value.
The thief also tried to pry the radio out -- breaking the electrical connection, but failing to get it out of the dash.
A local glass shop has ordered the window, and it should be replaced this week. The window was supposed to arrive on Tuesday. It didn't.
Now, I need to figure out the best way to get the radio repaired. I suspect that will entail a trip to the Ford dealer in Manzanillo. There are all sorts of codes that need to be entered once the electrical circuit is interrupted.
Before long, I just may have a new truck -- part by part.
Note: I am heading up to Puerto Vallarta today to have my sutures removed. That means I will be out of touch for a couple of days. My dying computer is staying at home. But I will still post during my absences.
When I injured my ankle, I was concerned that I could not get out and about to gather up material for the world of the blog.
I needn't have worried. The material comes to me.
If you look at the photograph at the top of the blog, you will probably assume that you are looking at a truck with its window down. If so, your eye deceives you. What you are looking at is a truck with its window up -- with the glass missing.
On Friday evening, my land lady and a friend stopped by to inform me that my rear passenger window had been broken. She volunteered to pull the truck into the court yard to be certain a thief did not return.
Apparently the thief took only my emergency road kit, two empty CD cases, and the operator's manual. The manual was in a wallet. I suspect the thief may have thought it contained something of value.
The thief also tried to pry the radio out -- breaking the electrical connection, but failing to get it out of the dash.
A local glass shop has ordered the window, and it should be replaced this week. The window was supposed to arrive on Tuesday. It didn't.
Now, I need to figure out the best way to get the radio repaired. I suspect that will entail a trip to the Ford dealer in Manzanillo. There are all sorts of codes that need to be entered once the electrical circuit is interrupted.
Before long, I just may have a new truck -- part by part.
Note: I am heading up to Puerto Vallarta today to have my sutures removed. That means I will be out of touch for a couple of days. My dying computer is staying at home. But I will still post during my absences.
