Life has it's little ups and downs, like ponies on a merry go round

The sun just set, Kadizzle may be thankful the day is over.  As the famous quote from The Tale of Two Cities said "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times".   The day was as sunny, bright, and pleasant as a day could be.  Off to work he went.  The morning started with a safety topic.  The topic was the proper use of government vehicles.  After a complete review of what is proper and what is not our crew set out and immediately violated three of the rules.  To avoid being prosecuted, the violations will not be mentioned.  As the presenter said, the rules are based upon perception.  So violation is in the eyes of the beholder.

As we traveled down the sunny road to Picket Post near Superior to clean the toilets and pick up litter we were stopped in a long line of traffic.  A thirty year old woman was having a bad day and jumped from a very high bridge. Bringing her body back to the road was a major undertaking that involved at least ten vehicles, two major flashing signs, one way traffic,  a foot rescue team, and a repelling device on top of the bridge.  Her day must have been worse than she could bear.

With two of our crew missing the vehicle was roomy and the the site at Picket Post was clean.  We next headed to Oak Flats where the Indians were still encamped.  Kadizzle sat down to confer with an apparent leader of the Dine (The Navajo's call themselves The Dine').  All of the warriors were gone, apparently seeking buffalo meat at the Walmart in Globe.  The chief and Kadizzle felt each other out on politics and seemed to understand each other.  Meanwhile Jerry machine gunned the out house with high pressure water, and Uncle Carl stood guard in case of attack.  Just as Kadizzle entered the Indian encampment a nice looking non native girl was packing up to leave with her boyfriend. Apparently thay had come to cook for the protest. Not a bad deal for the Indians.  White man came to clean toilets, and bring new rolls of treaties for them to wipe with, and white women fed them.  A vast improvement over the old days of em battlement.

Kadizzle has been plagued with kidney stones on and off for a long time.  Today the urine was full of blood, and no matter how much water Kadizzle drank things did not clear up.  The possibility of an internal attack from kidney stones was a downer on a nice day.  We drove up to Timber Camp and cleaned up there.  It was a very pleasant day in the high pines.

At last done for the day Kadizzle decided to put the final touch on the month long battle with Verizon, Best Buy, and Motorola.  When you think it can get no worse dealing with these companies it does. Verizon put Kadizzle on hold twice for five minutes and then hung up.  Not to be dissuaded Kadizzle called back and finally got to talk to a human.  Even though Kadizzle has been engaged in talks with Verizon for a full month the person acted like it was all new.  Verizon said they would give Kadizzle a $50 credit when he proved he had the cracked screen on his phone fixed.  Seems like a simple matter, but no.  After an hour and  a half Kadizzle worked his way up to  a manager in the food chain.  The manager said he had to go to a meeting shortly, so the hell with it, he just fixed the problem like they promised to do a month ago, and forty phone hours later.  Motorola is still in the battle and has not yet come clean.  WARNING, WARNING, do not ever buy a phone from Best Buy.  Motorola, and Verizon made some concessions, but Best Buy just said go to hell.

The heat is sweltering here, and it may be time to head North.  At this point it looks like we will head to Cottowood, then Sedona, and then perhaps Canyon De Chey.

Almost forgot another part of the day.  Kadizzle is a prolific writer of letters to the editor at the Bismarck Tribune.  The Tribune only allows two letters per month. Often this is not enough, so Kadizzle asked his daughters dog Tony Srpinkleton to also write some letters.  The Tribune calls to verify letters.  Tony usually dictates the letters to Kadizzle and Kadizzle sends them to the paper under Tony's name.  The paper calls The Commanders phone, and when she is asked if Tony is there, Kadizzle fills in for him, since his English is poor.  The Bismarck Tribune published three of Tony's letters.  Tony reads a lot like Kadizzle, and many friends suspected Tony and Kadizzle might be in cahoots.  Well today, The Tribune figured it out.  The Tribune called The Commander and asked for Kadizzle.  When The Commander said "he isn't here", The Tribune suspected Tony might be in cahoots with Kadizzle.  Later the editor called Kadizzle and told him The Tribune will not accept letters from dogs, and since Kadizzle was involved in the scheme he was forbidden to write any letters for six months.  So now all political opinions will be express via the Fargo Forum for the next six months.