My good friend Donna is in her hometown of Tulsa this weekend attending the Tulsa Powwow and visiting her Sweeties. We were in Tulsa five years ago and I posted these two items.
Idle thoughts between Albuquerque and Tulsa (and back)
Great Plains — You know you’re in the land of severe weather when you see that the interstate rest area restrooms have signs that say “Men,” “Women” and “Tornado Shelter.”
Small Town America — There are still places in America such as Jenks, Oklahoma, where the fireworks show commemorating the town’s 100th birthday is delayed because the firemen there to oversee the pyrotechnics were called away on an actual call.
Great idea — A kindergarten co-located with a nursing home. (Aside: NewMexiKen was amused while visiting to see a number of very old women in the lobby watching the Spike channel.)
Nostalgia — The Love’s truck stops along Interstate 40 reconstructed their price signs some years ago with space only for $1. (Seems rather short-sighted.) Unable to post $2, they simply post the cents. To the unsuspecting it would appear that gas was 269 cents.
Religious symbolism — The purported largest cross in the Western Hemisphere at Groom, Texas, makes one wonder what the universal symbol for Christianity would be if Jesus had been executed by a firing squad or a lethal injection.
Unfortunate advertising — Showing burgers and steaks with steer horns protruding from them is not appetizing. I prefer to strongly compartmentalize my food thoughts from my animal thoughts.
Slap — Mosquitoes suck.
So hot, it seemed like two suns
That’s the Arkansas River at Tulsa early Saturday [July 16, 2005] — through a window.
Which brings two questions to mind:
1. Why would they build a hotel on a beautiful riverfront and not have balconies?
2. Why was I so slothful I couldn’t go outside to take photos on such a morning?