one hertz clunk
Tuesday, August 19 2014
rural Hurley Township, Ulster County, New York
From before I got out of bed until about 5:00pm today there was a constant one hertz clunking sound from across the road. The across-the-street neighbors whom I call "the Fussies" were drilling a brand new well. My guess is that some unscrupulous well driller contacted them and somehow convinced them that they need to drill a new well every five years or else bad things happen to their water. Wealthy people in the country are fat targets, and (given the trickle down tax policy in this nation) that's probably a good thing. Still, it was hard to get my music to syncopate nicely with that frequency of clunking.
While Gretchen and I were in Asbury Park, Susan and David (and their dog Darla) spent the night, keeping our creatures company. While Darla found a fast new friend in Celeste the Kitten, Oscar responded by retreating to the basement, and he remained there for most of today as well. I found him in the Gunther bedroom on two occasions, in one case sleeping on the carpeted floor beneath the bed. I brought him upstairs at some point, which initially seemed to have the effect of rebooting his locational preferences. But then Ramona had a particularly enthusiastic play session with Celeste that caused him to flee back to the basement.
For much of the day, I felt a bit under the weather. It wasn't a debilitating illness, but I had headaches, lethargy, and a spot of soreness on the left side of my throat. It's possible this was a result of spending too much time in the sun.
While yesterday Gretchen might not have been able to prevent a repulsive Jersey tow truck operator from jacking her and Mark for a combined sum of $250, evidently sometimes it just takes time for her talents to manifest. After complaining to the Berkeley Oceanfront Hotel about the situation, they offered to refund half the price of our rooms as well as the entire parking fee. In so doing, Gretchen had managed to claw back $150, meaning we would now be out only $50/couple on that fiasco.
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