Ron White is right! You can’t fix stupid!



Shasta Lake

Yes, I am back on the road.  After flying out to spend a few days in Phoenix with Nancy and Corey, Vince arrived last Tuesday to pick me up.  On Friday we headed to Hollywood to take the final trailers out of the Kodak, so the Oscar organizers could finish there work.

On Saturday as we were at the Cirque storage area I was reminded of Ron White’s routine regarding how you can’t fix stupid.  As we pulled into the area Vince determined that moving vans located near the unit were blocking his ability to turn around. So he would have to back out onto the street turn around and back into the parking lot.  I got out to tell him over the radio when it was safe to back out.  It was a four lane road and while on some occasions I would move out into the road to slow traffic in this case I had no intention of stepping out into LA traffic.  Vince was able to get out and turned around without much trouble and then lined himself up with the driveway.  As he was coming back a guy on a bicycle stopped to wait for him to back in.  After getting lined up, he made a quick pull up to make sure he was completely lined up then started back.  Just as I heard the truck accelerating (there is a sound that the vacuum makes since we replaced our turbo that now lets me know he is moving) the guy on the bike got the bright idea that he was going to go behind the truck.  I yelled at the guy he better hurry up with a few expletives included with it but since I always want my great nieces and friends children to be able to read the blog I have omitted them.  He stopped after I yelled at him and as Vince came back he looked at me like wow I wouldn’t have made it and I looked back at him like you’re an idiot.   Ron White is so very right, you definitely can’t fix stupid. I can’t tell you how many times on the road I have seen people walk in front of or behind the truck then have to start running because suddenly they realize oh no its moving and it might hit me.



Shasta Lake


 

Today, we are at the Jubitz truck stop in Portland (it is one of my favorite truck stops) after a lovely drive through northern California and Oregon.  I have included some photos of Shasta Lake and the moon rising as we traveled through Oregon last evening.  Tomorrow morning we pick up the Washington National Orchestra in Kent, Washington then are headed to Washington DC by next Monday morning.  I am sure that those 2700+ miles should provide a story or two, don’t you?

Moon rising over northwest Oregon

On a side note to this adventure I wanted to share a very special story of friendship.  While in Phoenix we worked with Nancy on a plan to move Vince and her elderly aunt and uncle that live in Pennsylvania to Ohio. Unfortunately their aunt and uncle have no children and their health is failing. Also a move to Ohio would be a much better financial arrangement for them since they have a niece and nephew willing to look after them. After an estimate of several thousand dollars for an ambulance move took that option off the table I recalled that my friend Cynthia and her sisters had moved their Mom across the country in an RV.  Now with that option a real possibility Nancy realized she still needed help with driving since their aunt is very sick and she didn’t know how much attention she would need on the trip.  Vince contacted our friend Jim Walker (who has been a guest blogger on this very blog) who without any hesitation agreed to help. This past Saturday Jim drove Nancy, Aunt Alice and Uncle Bob to Ohio where they are now getting the love and attention they deserve. 

While trying to find words of thanks to share with Jim I was reminded this week of an Orson Welles’ quote: “We are born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we are not alone.”  Thank you Jim for keeping our illusion alive, we are very fortunate to have such wonderful friends like you along with loving family that remind us everyday that we are not alone.