Letter To My Phone People:
I am sending this because I have been trying to deal with a problem affecting my phone [otherwise it works fairly well] and the worthless people at ______ Customer Service.
I re-purchased and attempted to download an application onto my phone and was [and still can't] unable to do so because the download icon didn't show up on my phone.
It did when I originally purchased the application.
But ever since I deleted that application and then re-ordered and paid for it again, my phone has not received the download icon. The download icon allows me to click on it and download the application. Period.
I am not getting that icon on my phone now.
So why am I writing to YOU about this?
Because I have tried, on different days and at various times, to reach someone responsible and truly helpful at ______ Customer Service and have instead received the following:
1. Rudeness.
2. Hang ups.
3. Put on Hold for a long period of time with loud music in my ear.
4. Five different explanations of what is wrong and no resolution to the problem.
I paid my money and I want my service.
If your company continues to treat this as a joke then perhaps I will contact the media myself and also the government entity that handles consumer complaints like this.
You want attention? I'll give you attention!
I'm pretty much fed up with the asinine and irresponsible antics of your so-called "Customer Service" people.
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Ruthie On The Road, Update
I will be leaving Flagstaff, Arizona today and hopefully going where my allergies won't bother me so freaking much!
I am having a terrible time with them here today!
And I have already taken a Claritin pill and it isn't working!!!
Damn it!
Anyway, Spring is in the air here [sort of...The temperature at 7am this morning was 18 degrees above zero]!!
And I took about as much of the crap from the religious zealots at the local mission that I could stand.
Get this: They actually wanted me to fill-out this Bible study paper ["Hunt for the clues in the Word, Ruthie"] in five days or "risk expulsion" from their "hallowed" hut.
Yeah right.
Jayne...I am looking forward to seeing your logo!
Pie Shell...I am looking forward to hearing your voice!
Luka...I am looking forward to reading your blog again!
Talk to you all later. Somewhere down the road.
I am having a terrible time with them here today!
And I have already taken a Claritin pill and it isn't working!!!
Damn it!
Anyway, Spring is in the air here [sort of...The temperature at 7am this morning was 18 degrees above zero]!!
And I took about as much of the crap from the religious zealots at the local mission that I could stand.
Get this: They actually wanted me to fill-out this Bible study paper ["Hunt for the clues in the Word, Ruthie"] in five days or "risk expulsion" from their "hallowed" hut.
Yeah right.
Jayne...I am looking forward to seeing your logo!
Pie Shell...I am looking forward to hearing your voice!
Luka...I am looking forward to reading your blog again!
Talk to you all later. Somewhere down the road.
Your Best Friend or Worst Enemy
Heyyy, Campers! My friend, private investigator Chuck Chambers, had a write-up in the Sarasota Herald-Tribune recently:
CHUCK CHAMBERS
Paul Gonzalez Videla/The Herald
______________________
[MANATEE - His clients include the wives and husbands of politicians, federal judges, physicians, preachers and lawyers, as well as the every day Joe Schmo - "no one is immune."
Bradenton resident Chuck Chambers has spent nearly 25 years as a private investigator handling approximately 30,000 cases, most of which generate in Manatee and Sarasota counties.
Although the majority of his cases generate locally, he is also internationally certified.
With the assistance of five detectives, Chambers' business handles such tasks as background research on employee candidates, significant others and parents; searching for missing or misplaced persons and collecting information for prosecutors and private attorneys.
Chambers' specialties include homicides, major fraud, criminal defense, civil litigation and criminal corporation cases.
But his No. 1 request, by a landslide, is infidelity cases.
"Infidelity is definitely the largest," he said. "About 70 percent of the cases involve infidelity."
Over time, Chambers has gathered the following infidelity case statistics:
• More women contact him for his services than men.
• About 80 percent of the clients are married
• About 98 percent of his women clients' suspicions are valid, versus 60 percent of men clients.
• The average infidelity case takes 20 hours of investigation and costs $2,000.
• The typical initial call from the client: "I've never done this before, but I think (he or she) is seeing someone else and I need to know for my own peace of mind."
• Infidelity occurs most frequently with a co-worker and more often before or after work hours.
One of Chambers' most remembered cases involved an 80-year-old man he calls "Panama Jack."
Panama Jack was married to a woman in her 50s who became suspicious because he was leaving every day at the same time, for about the same amount of time, Chambers said.
"We found out he was having sexual contact with a woman in her 80s. The two would meet in broad daylight in public places," he said.
After receiving word that her husband was cheating, the wife decided to intertwine a little fun to the disappointing news. A short time later, while suspecting he was at it again, she called Chambers, who confirmed Panama Jack was with the woman about 45 miles away and had parked his car in a nearby fast food restaurant.
The soon to be ex-wife grabbed her extra set of car keys and took her husband's car from the parking lot.
When he returned, he had to call her and tell her what happened. But, he of course, told her someone had stolen the car in the city they lived in, which she knew was just another lie.
Although a sometimes adventurous job, being a private investigator does come with a few drawbacks.
The detectives typically have 15 to 20 cases open at a time and may work seven days a week.
And continuously being subjected to so many infidelity cases can take a toll on the investigators who have to remain unbiased during all facets of the case.
"You have to learn to be nonjudgmental," he said.
It's human nature
But, that doesn't mean he hasn't learned a thing or two over the years.
"The more I do this, the more understanding I become of human nature," Chambers said. "It's not the end of the world. It may seem like it is to those who don't see what I see all the time."
And what he sees tends to make him more of a realist.
"It's better than psychology," he said. "It's not a textbook case, we deal with reality."
It seems as though all of that reality may cause trouble in a detective's personal relationships.
"It's not hard to get jaded to the point of becoming disappointed in the human race, but you just have to learn to not get jealous or make accusations," Chambers said.
Chambers has been married to his wife, Leona, for 40 years.
It helps that the two work together sometimes, something Leona finds exciting.
"It's quite interesting and it sure beats housework," she said.
Her input also provides a different insight with certain cases.
"Sometimes we discuss the cases," she said. "I'll have thoughts he didn't think of, it's a group effort."
The only negative side to her husband's career choice is the danger that can arise.
"I get nervous with some of the cases they do," she said. "Especially the drug cases, I don't like him to be around that."
The family business
However, it looks like Leona Chambers will be dealing with those feelings for quite some time.
The couple's son, Bill, 37, already works for the business and their grandsons Michael and Wesley are also intrigued.
"They see what their grandfather does and they've been around it so much that solving problems caught their interests."
In addition to problem solving, those interested in private investigative work should be creative, ambitious and be able to think fast on their feet, overcome and improvise, Chambers said.
Chambers, who first worked as a police officer with the Palmetto Police Department for five years, decided to take a side road on his career path to dabble in his own investigation business.
"I enjoyed helping people in Palmetto, but I wanted to find a different way that wasn't so rigid and provided a higher income," Chambers said.
He began his business in 1982 as a one-man band in a field that's become very competitive.
"It quickly grew by word of mouth," Chambers said.
His nearly 30 years of combined experience in law enforcement and private investigations has made for an interesting book.
His latest, "The Private Investigator's Handbook," available at most local bookstores, is a culmination of techniques that can legally be used by anyone to discover infidelity, locate missing persons and assets, uncover financial fraud, and collect and use evidence.--Rebecca Blue]
__________________
Chuck Chambers, slipping into a doorway near you!
______________________
[MANATEE - His clients include the wives and husbands of politicians, federal judges, physicians, preachers and lawyers, as well as the every day Joe Schmo - "no one is immune."
Bradenton resident Chuck Chambers has spent nearly 25 years as a private investigator handling approximately 30,000 cases, most of which generate in Manatee and Sarasota counties.
Although the majority of his cases generate locally, he is also internationally certified.
With the assistance of five detectives, Chambers' business handles such tasks as background research on employee candidates, significant others and parents; searching for missing or misplaced persons and collecting information for prosecutors and private attorneys.
Chambers' specialties include homicides, major fraud, criminal defense, civil litigation and criminal corporation cases.
But his No. 1 request, by a landslide, is infidelity cases.
"Infidelity is definitely the largest," he said. "About 70 percent of the cases involve infidelity."
Over time, Chambers has gathered the following infidelity case statistics:
• More women contact him for his services than men.
• About 80 percent of the clients are married
• About 98 percent of his women clients' suspicions are valid, versus 60 percent of men clients.
• The average infidelity case takes 20 hours of investigation and costs $2,000.
• The typical initial call from the client: "I've never done this before, but I think (he or she) is seeing someone else and I need to know for my own peace of mind."
• Infidelity occurs most frequently with a co-worker and more often before or after work hours.
One of Chambers' most remembered cases involved an 80-year-old man he calls "Panama Jack."
Panama Jack was married to a woman in her 50s who became suspicious because he was leaving every day at the same time, for about the same amount of time, Chambers said.
"We found out he was having sexual contact with a woman in her 80s. The two would meet in broad daylight in public places," he said.
After receiving word that her husband was cheating, the wife decided to intertwine a little fun to the disappointing news. A short time later, while suspecting he was at it again, she called Chambers, who confirmed Panama Jack was with the woman about 45 miles away and had parked his car in a nearby fast food restaurant.
The soon to be ex-wife grabbed her extra set of car keys and took her husband's car from the parking lot.
When he returned, he had to call her and tell her what happened. But, he of course, told her someone had stolen the car in the city they lived in, which she knew was just another lie.
Although a sometimes adventurous job, being a private investigator does come with a few drawbacks.
The detectives typically have 15 to 20 cases open at a time and may work seven days a week.
And continuously being subjected to so many infidelity cases can take a toll on the investigators who have to remain unbiased during all facets of the case.
"You have to learn to be nonjudgmental," he said.
It's human nature
But, that doesn't mean he hasn't learned a thing or two over the years.
"The more I do this, the more understanding I become of human nature," Chambers said. "It's not the end of the world. It may seem like it is to those who don't see what I see all the time."
And what he sees tends to make him more of a realist.
"It's better than psychology," he said. "It's not a textbook case, we deal with reality."
It seems as though all of that reality may cause trouble in a detective's personal relationships.
"It's not hard to get jaded to the point of becoming disappointed in the human race, but you just have to learn to not get jealous or make accusations," Chambers said.
Chambers has been married to his wife, Leona, for 40 years.
It helps that the two work together sometimes, something Leona finds exciting.
"It's quite interesting and it sure beats housework," she said.
Her input also provides a different insight with certain cases.
"Sometimes we discuss the cases," she said. "I'll have thoughts he didn't think of, it's a group effort."
The only negative side to her husband's career choice is the danger that can arise.
"I get nervous with some of the cases they do," she said. "Especially the drug cases, I don't like him to be around that."
The family business
However, it looks like Leona Chambers will be dealing with those feelings for quite some time.
The couple's son, Bill, 37, already works for the business and their grandsons Michael and Wesley are also intrigued.
"They see what their grandfather does and they've been around it so much that solving problems caught their interests."
In addition to problem solving, those interested in private investigative work should be creative, ambitious and be able to think fast on their feet, overcome and improvise, Chambers said.
Chambers, who first worked as a police officer with the Palmetto Police Department for five years, decided to take a side road on his career path to dabble in his own investigation business.
"I enjoyed helping people in Palmetto, but I wanted to find a different way that wasn't so rigid and provided a higher income," Chambers said.
He began his business in 1982 as a one-man band in a field that's become very competitive.
"It quickly grew by word of mouth," Chambers said.
His nearly 30 years of combined experience in law enforcement and private investigations has made for an interesting book.
His latest, "The Private Investigator's Handbook," available at most local bookstores, is a culmination of techniques that can legally be used by anyone to discover infidelity, locate missing persons and assets, uncover financial fraud, and collect and use evidence.--Rebecca Blue]
__________________
Chuck Chambers, slipping into a doorway near you!
Give It Up, George!
If you're as sick of the WAR as I am, here's an option:
Click on the post headline above and sign the lovely petition that will then be delivered to the White House.
Have fun with this. After you sign you will also be allowed to leave your own comments.
Click on the post headline above and sign the lovely petition that will then be delivered to the White House.
Have fun with this. After you sign you will also be allowed to leave your own comments.
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Ruthie Writes To Bill Gates
I'm going to do it. I'm going to send an email to Bill Gates. THE Bill Gates. And to his people there at the Gates Foundation.
I admire and am very grateful for what he and his wife have done to provide free internet access to public libraries.
But for the past few years I have begun to see a problem.
And it's not the fault of the Gates Foundation.
It's the fault of the libraries that have received the grants from the Gates Foundation.
Today is a clear example of a good idea gone wrong. And I wonder if the Gates people even know anything about this.
I am sitting in a computer "lab" room at the public library in Flagstaff, Arizona.
There are twelve terminals in here,including the one that I am using, and other than myself...The room is empty. There are two rows of empty chairs and none of the computers are being used.
Furthermore, I am on an hour timer with no way to do email or save photos or anything else besides what I am doing now.
I have several emails that I want to put into my blog today, including a cool one from my friend Chuck Chambers, the private investigator from Florida.
He has included a photo with the email and I am not allowed to save it and put it on my blog.
Not here.
And because I am a non-resident of the City of Flagstaff, I am only allowed fifteen free minutes on an "email" computer and after that I have to pay.
Which I can't.
So I'm screwed.
Is this what Bill and Melinda Gates had in mind when they started their Foundation?
I highly doubt it.
And the "email" computers will not allow me to save photos, either.
The librarians run the computers with an iron fist here and this library is definitely NOT user-friendly.
I wonder how Bill Gates would feel if he walked in here and they treated him the way that they're treating me?
I'm going to do something about this.
Because this library is not the only one in the United States that is taking money from the Gates Foundation and then turning around and discriminating against people like me.
And this makes me mad.
It should.
I have seen libraries that charge money right off the bat for computer time...Like the one in Utah did...Just because I am not a resident of that community.
I have been limited, side-lined, dissed and kicked to the curb when I've requested equal computer time at some of these libraries.
Yet other libraries, particularly those in rural areas like the one in southern Montana that I used the other day...Just give me carte blanche and let me do what I have to do.
As long as I am not taking time that someone else needs, I've been allowed to do everything that I've had to do until I was done. Free of charge.
That's the whole point of the Gates grants, isn't it?
Since Oprah did a feature on the Gates Foundation recently, I think I'll send an email to her people, too.
I'd give anything to get a Gates grant of my own. I've proven that I am committed to using a computer for greater social good.
My blog is a testament to that.
And I believe that all Gates grants should be allocated on the condition that EVERYONE gets EQUAL ACCESS to all computers. Free of charge. Period.
I should be able to do my email. Post in my blog. Post photos in my blog. And never be charged a cent or made to feel like I am imposing on any public library.
Free-net access is just that: Free.
Click on the post headline above to visit the library section of the Gates Foundation website.
Then contact those folks.
Write your own letter to Bill Gates.
And send along a copy of this post if you would like to.
Thank you.
And one more thing: I'm sure happy that Google has seen fit to provide me with this blog space and my email account. Fair and free.
Aren't you?
I admire and am very grateful for what he and his wife have done to provide free internet access to public libraries.
But for the past few years I have begun to see a problem.
And it's not the fault of the Gates Foundation.
It's the fault of the libraries that have received the grants from the Gates Foundation.
Today is a clear example of a good idea gone wrong. And I wonder if the Gates people even know anything about this.
I am sitting in a computer "lab" room at the public library in Flagstaff, Arizona.
There are twelve terminals in here,including the one that I am using, and other than myself...The room is empty. There are two rows of empty chairs and none of the computers are being used.
Furthermore, I am on an hour timer with no way to do email or save photos or anything else besides what I am doing now.
I have several emails that I want to put into my blog today, including a cool one from my friend Chuck Chambers, the private investigator from Florida.
He has included a photo with the email and I am not allowed to save it and put it on my blog.
Not here.
And because I am a non-resident of the City of Flagstaff, I am only allowed fifteen free minutes on an "email" computer and after that I have to pay.
Which I can't.
So I'm screwed.
Is this what Bill and Melinda Gates had in mind when they started their Foundation?
I highly doubt it.
And the "email" computers will not allow me to save photos, either.
The librarians run the computers with an iron fist here and this library is definitely NOT user-friendly.
I wonder how Bill Gates would feel if he walked in here and they treated him the way that they're treating me?
I'm going to do something about this.
Because this library is not the only one in the United States that is taking money from the Gates Foundation and then turning around and discriminating against people like me.
And this makes me mad.
It should.
I have seen libraries that charge money right off the bat for computer time...Like the one in Utah did...Just because I am not a resident of that community.
I have been limited, side-lined, dissed and kicked to the curb when I've requested equal computer time at some of these libraries.
Yet other libraries, particularly those in rural areas like the one in southern Montana that I used the other day...Just give me carte blanche and let me do what I have to do.
As long as I am not taking time that someone else needs, I've been allowed to do everything that I've had to do until I was done. Free of charge.
That's the whole point of the Gates grants, isn't it?
Since Oprah did a feature on the Gates Foundation recently, I think I'll send an email to her people, too.
I'd give anything to get a Gates grant of my own. I've proven that I am committed to using a computer for greater social good.
My blog is a testament to that.
And I believe that all Gates grants should be allocated on the condition that EVERYONE gets EQUAL ACCESS to all computers. Free of charge. Period.
I should be able to do my email. Post in my blog. Post photos in my blog. And never be charged a cent or made to feel like I am imposing on any public library.
Free-net access is just that: Free.
Click on the post headline above to visit the library section of the Gates Foundation website.
Then contact those folks.
Write your own letter to Bill Gates.
And send along a copy of this post if you would like to.
Thank you.
And one more thing: I'm sure happy that Google has seen fit to provide me with this blog space and my email account. Fair and free.
Aren't you?
Monday, April 17, 2006
Ruthie Rides Again!
I got up this morning near Salt Lake City, Utah with a nice man named Bill and he [and his faithful dog, Dex] took me to a ramp.
I got two rides and ended up here in Provo, Utah. That's when it started snowing.
It is cold, gray and wintry here today!!!
The nice lady who picked me up last took me to a soup kitchen. They referred me to another place that hooked me up with a bus ticket from here to...
...heh-heh-heh!
Yes, Campers, tonight Ruthie is going for a good long ride. I'll even get to spend a few hours in Vegas.
Yesterday I ate a bodacious Easter dinner with all the trimmings. I slept on a comfy couch last night under a soft, whaleskin blanket.
I did my email, posted on my blog and even got my laundry done.
Not bad for walking out to the interstate and sticking out my thumb outside a small city in southern Montana yesterday morning!
I got two rides and ended up here in Provo, Utah. That's when it started snowing.
It is cold, gray and wintry here today!!!
The nice lady who picked me up last took me to a soup kitchen. They referred me to another place that hooked me up with a bus ticket from here to...
...heh-heh-heh!
Yes, Campers, tonight Ruthie is going for a good long ride. I'll even get to spend a few hours in Vegas.
Yesterday I ate a bodacious Easter dinner with all the trimmings. I slept on a comfy couch last night under a soft, whaleskin blanket.
I did my email, posted on my blog and even got my laundry done.
Not bad for walking out to the interstate and sticking out my thumb outside a small city in southern Montana yesterday morning!
Sunday, April 16, 2006
Ruthie On The Road, Update
I have made it as far as Utah, Campers, and am staying at a friend's home tonight. I will resume my journey tomorrow.
I have decided not to return to Oregon.
Suffice it to say that I am alright and I enjoyed a wonderful dinner with a great family here in the Salt Lake City area.
I hope that you all had a great Easter and:
Jayne...Call me if you want to. My phone is finally back in range now. I was out of range on Thursday night, Friday and Saturday.
Dahlia, thank you for your email and your phone call. I will contact you.
Ms. Pie Shell...YOU are my shining star!!! MWAH!!
I have decided not to return to Oregon.
Suffice it to say that I am alright and I enjoyed a wonderful dinner with a great family here in the Salt Lake City area.
I hope that you all had a great Easter and:
Jayne...Call me if you want to. My phone is finally back in range now. I was out of range on Thursday night, Friday and Saturday.
Dahlia, thank you for your email and your phone call. I will contact you.
Ms. Pie Shell...YOU are my shining star!!! MWAH!!
Saturday, April 15, 2006
Ruthie On The Road, Update
I went to the grocery store here in this small city last night and the check-out guy said:"You wanna know just how bad Butte is? I'll tell ya. One time the Hell's Angels tried to settle in there and the people in Butte ran'em all outta town."
After what happened to me, I believe him.
When I got to Butte, I kept on going to where Interstate 15 splits off of Interstate 90 and turns south.
I waited and I waited and I waited some more and I never got a ride...All night.
Yes, Campers, I sat on that guardrail from 4:30 Thursday afternoon until almost noon yesterday morning.
Then I got a ride.
From a man who lives in Arizona.
See what I mean?
Nope, none of the locals stopped to give me a ride. But they did holler, and squeal tires and some even flipped the finger at me.
Yeehaw.
I was so glad to see the sign for where I am now!
My face is burnt, my lips are chapped and my left foot is sore...But I am alright!
Screw Butte, Montana.
Long live Ruthie In The Sky!!!
After what happened to me, I believe him.
When I got to Butte, I kept on going to where Interstate 15 splits off of Interstate 90 and turns south.
I waited and I waited and I waited some more and I never got a ride...All night.
Yes, Campers, I sat on that guardrail from 4:30 Thursday afternoon until almost noon yesterday morning.
Then I got a ride.
From a man who lives in Arizona.
See what I mean?
Nope, none of the locals stopped to give me a ride. But they did holler, and squeal tires and some even flipped the finger at me.
Yeehaw.
I was so glad to see the sign for where I am now!
My face is burnt, my lips are chapped and my left foot is sore...But I am alright!
Screw Butte, Montana.
Long live Ruthie In The Sky!!!
Ruthie On The Road, Update
As you may already know, I made it to Sioux City, Iowa and stayed there for exactly one day and night.
But while watching the Weather Channel this morning, I spotted what was left of the very church building that I walked by in Iowa City.
After I left, that city got hit by a tornado.
Meanwhile, I made it all the way to just outside Butte, Montana.
And that's when the trouble began...
But while watching the Weather Channel this morning, I spotted what was left of the very church building that I walked by in Iowa City.
After I left, that city got hit by a tornado.
Meanwhile, I made it all the way to just outside Butte, Montana.
And that's when the trouble began...
My Amber Alert Ticker
Before I bring you all the latest news from my last few days on the road...I want to say this:
If you scroll down to the bottom of my blog, you will notice an amber alert ticker. I have had that ticker on my blog for a long time now.
I keep it there for a reason. A really good reason.
Missing children.
Today I checked my amber ticker [which turns from white to yellow when there is either an active amber alert to report or information related to an ongoing case] and read about a little girl who died at the hands of a predator.
She was found in a neighbor's apartment in Oklahoma. And that little girl never had a chance.
Campers, I want you to check that ticker every time you visit my blog. Maybe you already do that. Do everyone a favor and start doing it from now on.
Efforts are already being put in place to stop these horrible individuals. But your help is needed, too.
Predators are sick. They're crazy. And they're dangerous.
I wish we could just snap fingers and obliterate every single one of them from the face of this Earth.
But we can't.
What we CAN do is PAY ATTENTION to what is going on around us.
I subscribe to the e-newsletter put out by the National Center For Missing And Exploited Children.
That's a helpful tool in the fight against sex crimes.
That's my sermon for today.
If you scroll down to the bottom of my blog, you will notice an amber alert ticker. I have had that ticker on my blog for a long time now.
I keep it there for a reason. A really good reason.
Missing children.
Today I checked my amber ticker [which turns from white to yellow when there is either an active amber alert to report or information related to an ongoing case] and read about a little girl who died at the hands of a predator.
She was found in a neighbor's apartment in Oklahoma. And that little girl never had a chance.
Campers, I want you to check that ticker every time you visit my blog. Maybe you already do that. Do everyone a favor and start doing it from now on.
Efforts are already being put in place to stop these horrible individuals. But your help is needed, too.
Predators are sick. They're crazy. And they're dangerous.
I wish we could just snap fingers and obliterate every single one of them from the face of this Earth.
But we can't.
What we CAN do is PAY ATTENTION to what is going on around us.
I subscribe to the e-newsletter put out by the National Center For Missing And Exploited Children.
That's a helpful tool in the fight against sex crimes.
That's my sermon for today.
Here I Am!
Hello, Campers! This is me...Ruthie! And I have emerged once again from the shadows of the road!
Yes, I know I was offline for a bit but that is only because I was traveling and also because I don't have full capability on my cell phone right now.
My phone is fine, charged-up and loaded with minutes, but I am in an area [B.F.E. aka known as "Bum Freaking Egypt" to put it nicely] where I can only reach 911.
It happens.
I will be staying here tonight and going back on the road tomorrow. And I already know that my phone will be back to full capacity when I get to the next sizeable town.
For now, I am in a little place in Southern Montana.
But let me bring you all up to speed...
Yes, I know I was offline for a bit but that is only because I was traveling and also because I don't have full capability on my cell phone right now.
My phone is fine, charged-up and loaded with minutes, but I am in an area [B.F.E. aka known as "Bum Freaking Egypt" to put it nicely] where I can only reach 911.
It happens.
I will be staying here tonight and going back on the road tomorrow. And I already know that my phone will be back to full capacity when I get to the next sizeable town.
For now, I am in a little place in Southern Montana.
But let me bring you all up to speed...
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Sunday, April 09, 2006
Ruthie On The Road, Update
I got picked-up by a nice young man in a big red rig who took me from Tennessee to where I am now: Iowa.
He offered me a very long ride north and after dealing with the storm in Tennessee, I decided to take him up on it.
When I got to Iowa, I was picked-up by a woman who offered me her home for the night. I am using her laptop right now.
My back is giving me trouble but my spirit is still very strong.
Yeah, Baby, Yeah!
I will continue on in the morning.
He offered me a very long ride north and after dealing with the storm in Tennessee, I decided to take him up on it.
When I got to Iowa, I was picked-up by a woman who offered me her home for the night. I am using her laptop right now.
My back is giving me trouble but my spirit is still very strong.
Yeah, Baby, Yeah!
I will continue on in the morning.
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
No Bucks But No Boston
I am still very upset but I ran into some nice people here in Wheeling, West Virginia who fed me and allowed me to sleep today.
That was helpful since I was awake most of last night.
I will be staying at a shelter and leaving tomorrow. I will probably hitchhike out since it doesn't look likely that I'll be able to cross this State any other way.
With the money gone, everything has changed.
Read the comment left at the bottom of one of my audioposts.
At least I didn't meet that particular fate!!!!
After reading the comment, I am even more convinced that Boston has a curse on it.
I walked by that very place several times every day that I was in Boston!
That was helpful since I was awake most of last night.
I will be staying at a shelter and leaving tomorrow. I will probably hitchhike out since it doesn't look likely that I'll be able to cross this State any other way.
With the money gone, everything has changed.
Read the comment left at the bottom of one of my audioposts.
At least I didn't meet that particular fate!!!!
After reading the comment, I am even more convinced that Boston has a curse on it.
I walked by that very place several times every day that I was in Boston!
Monday, April 03, 2006
Saturday, April 01, 2006
Ruthie On The Road, Update
Rest. Comfort. A good friend. Yeah, Baby, yeah!
I am staying in a cozy hotel in the somewhere in the sticks of Delaware right now. My friend Tina took care of me last night. Now I am in the process of recovering from primary frostbite on my right leg [a result of when I sat outside in a wind chill of 11 degrees above zero, waiting to get into that St. Francis Center] and my swollen legs and ankles.
I'm catching up on my sleep in an actual bed [Oh! And what a bed!] and soothing my aching body in a relaxing tub.
It actually took me 45 minutes to scrub Boston off of my body last night!
My friend Tina is coming over to pick me up and I'm going to go to Wal-Mart to get some much-needed items.
I will post again today and I will be reading Luka's, Jayne's and my beloved Pie Shell's blogs tomorrow. That is my Sunday goal after I go to Mass [she's Catholic] with Tina.
And then I will be back on the road on Monday.
Thank you to everyone who sent me comments and emails of encouragement during my time in that awful city!
Again, I love you all!
From Ruthie.* MWAH's!!!
I am staying in a cozy hotel in the somewhere in the sticks of Delaware right now. My friend Tina took care of me last night. Now I am in the process of recovering from primary frostbite on my right leg [a result of when I sat outside in a wind chill of 11 degrees above zero, waiting to get into that St. Francis Center] and my swollen legs and ankles.
I'm catching up on my sleep in an actual bed [Oh! And what a bed!] and soothing my aching body in a relaxing tub.
It actually took me 45 minutes to scrub Boston off of my body last night!
My friend Tina is coming over to pick me up and I'm going to go to Wal-Mart to get some much-needed items.
I will post again today and I will be reading Luka's, Jayne's and my beloved Pie Shell's blogs tomorrow. That is my Sunday goal after I go to Mass [she's Catholic] with Tina.
And then I will be back on the road on Monday.
Thank you to everyone who sent me comments and emails of encouragement during my time in that awful city!
Again, I love you all!
From Ruthie.* MWAH's!!!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)