August 02, 2016
These diatribes aged to perfection one could say, are usually composed around and about the Canadian weather. A enormous amount of the time my long time and dear readers will attest. We may return to that subject but we are now it seems onto a new hobby horse, at the moment. This is the year of the computer systems, implementations, executions, and functions, but not it seems, in tandem as promised. Nowadays, I thump and bang about reluctant systems, including a system to keep me organized, you may recall. Which is simply not true.
After a epigrammatic sojourn to the ocean, and I mean brief, as I had forgotten to eat. (HOW is that possible ? I digress.) Breakfast was in progress at 7. Guests with forks and spoons in hand at the table by then. Onto to glory, my own personal Olympic sport, the cleaning portion. I had a good idea. I threw inn lunch, which I should have eaten before taking Lucy and the umbrella, in La Tomato. OFF we went. The usual procedure after the dip and roll in the sand and sea, OFF to visit a cousin nearby. We did, the cousin of the bad pipes. Hers were leaking.
In 2005, (bear with me and we go in yet another tangent) My father, Gordon, created on the computer, gave me a paper certificate, which I could find, easily, I have to add than on my own PC. Whereupon I showed it, tattered and torn, to my sister and mom while telling the story, but I digress yet again. I have veritable proof I am a plumber assistant. My father, Gordon, God,dess rest his soul, made me one, or in other words, what I am today, or yesterday in this case. My lucky cousin of the leaking pipes.
I had nothing to do with the rebuild, but in discovering the leak. (Willileaks has nothing on moi. ) “ Complete re building the rusted out pieces on the water tank etc …entirely rusted out and water going everywhere.” My part of the story was, had we not come up from beach, with the now well trained dog that I have my cousin of the pipes claimed that the water would have run and ruined the newly laid floor. Without prompting, Lucy, salty dog from her swim, steps into the shower, to become even more of a wet doggy.
Consequently, the floor had to be mopped because of and for wet doggy, and mopped again. And again. Buckets were brought out. It was like the movie Fantasia. The water unstoppable. It was then and would not have spotted that leak if we had not come to visit, or come to pass. However I doubt that as it was when it got going, an outflow of considerable portions. . It would have flowed on a level floor to her dad’s old room and ruin that new floor ….so lucky thing for her we visited. I helped flip and turn off and supervised ( I AM GOOD AT THAT) returning to the casa as there was to be a guest arrive.
Well here is that story in great detail.
I had a bogus, it would turn out, from one of the HUGER reservation system. I thought from the name it was from Africa, but NO. I emailed since May to confirm several times about advent times. NO response but just I kept on keeping on. I got a feeling. (like the song)
I should know not to count my chickens. A poultry expert I am not. The reservation was and been booked for 20 days. We were again, at it once more, thumping and banging. OFF we went to cyber land. Late at night for me, and that is always dangerous for all concerned. Googled the phone number, Russian rental and hotel in Siberia. Billing address in Washington, the capital of the US. And last but not least, the credit card was no good. Now there is a surprise eh? I cancelled it thru Missouri, that bogus thing.
That being done, what I have is reservation, still, to the end of August.2016, thus tying up a room, on the managerial system, coming thru for room #1 on my system to organize my systems. When I go to cancel it on that system, and I KNOW how to do that, the huge bogus reservation is not there to cancel, but the room is tied up, and need to open the room. I inscribe an email to one of my guys, who is having a day off as it is a holiday across the nation. The fireworks, blowing me out of bed to commemorate and dare I say celebrate?
I also have problems with the other lesser Dutch engine of reservations, as they show that I have no rooms until the end of AUGUST. (will deal with that today while the country is on holidase.) Don’t forget the fast rabbit system caused an over booking on Saturday night btw and the overseer for that is not speaking to me it seems. I had indicated to her, that association website that she had attached the system to was defunct. They are however, as I am working on it. “”It always seems impossible until its done. Nelson Mandela, Moi and Lucy P