The Trip, the Stickers and– ArGH

Posted on by Sarah A. Hoyt

We’re currently at the Liberty con hotel, but we’re not out in public. You might have caught a glimpse of us running one way and then the other, as we brought stuff in, grabbed dinner, came back to the room.

But Sarah, you’ll say, what’s the point of being there and not there?

The thing is by the time we got in I was feeling extremely tired. To explain: at the doctor’s appointment, there was a discovery that I’m in fact still dragging the sinus infection I got 9 months ago.

This shouldn’t be contagious, because none of my family has caught it except Dan when we first returned and he got over it.

It seems to be some very strange combination of the bacteria and my auto-immune which gets spun up by them. This time I’m on a very strong anti-biotic (and other stuff) which knocks me out.

So if you’re here and you run into me tomorrow and I seem to be looking at you cross eyed, I’m probably not even seeing you, just trying to focus.

Anyway, I’m about to go to bed, and hopefully be rested enough to deal with life tomorrow.

I’m still working through the revision. I am hoping to finish it next week, but we’re going to be on the road a lot. Needs must.

On the bad news front: I don’t have the Indy stickers. And there is a story to this….

When I ordered the stickers, sticker mule replaced the shipping address with the card address. (Yes, I’m sure there was a check mark I missed.) This means the stickers of Indy and his multitool went to Vegas.

We had a few checks arrive at the same time, so we asked for both the checks and the box of stickers to be forwarded…. 3 weeks ago.

We got the checks deposited TWO weeks ago. The stickers?

Well, they went to North Dakota. No we have no idea why. From North Dakota, they went to Chicago.

They’ve been in our city now for THREE full days. The city only has — I think — three physical post offices. It’s been bouncing between them.

Until today we hoped they’d get there today and the house sitters could have them overnighted.

They didn’t get there today.

If a miracle occurs and it arrives tomorrow, we MIGHT be able to get them expedited. Maybe.

Sigh. I’m bummed because I’ve been dragging and that was the one thing I managed to do “in time” for the con.

Ah well.

See you guys tomorrow.

52 thoughts on “The Trip, the Stickers and– ArGH”

  1. She’s Alive!

    Great News!

    Now, take care of yourself and I hope that you enjoy Liberty-Con.

    Oh, I’m glad that Chicago didn’t steal your mail. Chicago would steal anything. [Crazy Grin]

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  2. Take care of yourself, have fun and enjoy Liberty-Con.

    Do we get to see what the stickers look like?

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  8. Stickers? I think we just figured out the challenge coin!

    Front: Indy with multitool

    Back: scrap of USA flag, star and a few stripes from the inner corner of the union.

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      3. Adding another taker here. Maybe potential swag for the annual fundraiser? Daybyday cartoon is doing such now, though I think you have to search hard to find something safe for work…

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  9. Wish we were there. We could have been, but I thought we might be elsewhere by now and didn’t try for memberships.

    If your return takes you on I-65 anywhere near exit 1, there’s a restaurant…

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    1. That makes two (three) of us. I had to have a colleague take over the European trip because of Life, then had to sign up for a professional recertification course. *Shrug* So goes it.

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  11. I had the t-shirt for an extended sinus infection. When it turned into pneumonia from all the crud, the heavy-duty antibiotics cleared both. The previous symptoms were a cough that wouldn’t go away, and interesting colored sputum. Ecch. 27 years later, I got the cough, but boring colored crud. Seems to be allergic in nature, and it ignored the bronchitis meds I got in February.

    There’s a big mail center in Fargo. Had a package sent from the Swanson’s supplement people, and the mail bounced around random towns in Minnesota a few times before hitting Fargo and bouncing back to St. Paul. The package made it to the Left coast a couple days after Swanson gave up and shipped a replacement (pretty sure it had been insured). I hate when mail takes the northern route.

    Have fun and take care! (Speaking of oxymorons… :) )

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    1. I truly think the “bilateral pneumonia,” that put my beloved in an overnight hospital stay while we were volunteering a month ago was the same crud that had him coughing the last few weeks of tax season. Could I get him to go to the doctor? Oh, no. Not until he was almost too sick to stand up.

      Thankfully, one night, at ton of antibiotics and a prescription or two and he perked right up.

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    2. Mail tracking.

      Custom order made here in Eugene, the person lives < 8 miles away. Package mailed from Eugene. Goes to Portland back to Eugene, then to Portland and back, three times, before it was finally out for delivery. Next time (if ever needed) going to request I pick it up, meet somewhere public, or ask when is the next “fair” type event the person will have a booth.

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      1. Before the Lightbringer [spit] became prez, mail sorting was done at the Flyover-Falls post office. That got shut down and mail was sorted in Medford. Dead tree magazines had a habit of showing up late or not at all (and my then-favorite didn’t do online, due to small size of company). Once Biden became FICUS, Medford sorting got killed, and all mail (including the down-the-street like you mentioned) goes 300 miles up to Portland and back for delivery. (Any dead-tree magazines are “I don’t care if they don’t show”, though the American Rifleman shows up regularly. Signed up for multiple years before the sins|excesses of the Exec VP got revealed.)

        They can be marginally better than Amazon’s own shipping, though now that the ‘zon has more delivery people who can actually read English, and maybe even speak it, it’s less bad. The previous crowd was leaving packages at the front door of the mail drop. Spooky when it’s Saturday after closing and the package is left to sit* until Monday AM. (Some were rescued by honest customers. Surprisingly few went walkabout.)

        (*) And yes, there was a sign. No read the English. Rumor has it that the ‘zon had a crew (for values of quality) setting up delivery. When those [locusts|drones] moved on, they got better people, presumably locals. At least ones who understood the signs, usually.

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      2. I was conversing about a Xmas gift that had made an extended tour of MN before finally being delivered. Was talking (not complaining) with the local mailperson. She related an even longer shipping experience (MN to MN via North Carolina). And she works for the post office and knows who to contact!!!

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  15. “But Sarah, you’ll say, what’s the point of being there and not there?”

    You’ll never hear me say it. After traveling I would most certainly crash the rest of the night. 100%.

    And frequent return-to-room crashes the whole weekend. Socializing is fun, but it takes a lot of energy. Taking time out to recharge the capacitors is non-optional for some. ~:D

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      1. Some Cons actually have a “sit and be quiet” room with books or that encourage people to come in and de-people for a few minutes or longer if needed. Sort of the Diogenes Club, without additional dues (or meals).

        “Club Introvert,” if you will.

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  16. Demirep/Grannyopteryx points out that the “March to Gaza” was actually trying to take a 250 mile journey across the Sinai Desert, in a totally different direction from Gaza, to a point on the Red Sea that actually belongs to Israel (the port of Eilat).

    They thought they were heading for Rafah, but… no, they weren’t. Wrong highway. They didn’t even understand where the Suez Canal was, as they thought it was also in the middle of the Sinai Desert.

    So yup, the Egyptian police/guards did save their lives.

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    2. The Hasina lady was probably mistaken. At least AIUI the plan was to do some photo op near Cairo, then take buses from Cairo to Arish (the real one not the invented one on that map) and then walk. But yeah even that plan is full of stupid

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  17. OT but interesting, a confession letter from the Minnisota shooter has come out. In it, he says he needed to shoot Amy Klobuchar for Tim Walz, so Tim could run for Senate.

    In other words, squirrel food.

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  18. It gets “better.” The guy claims he was trained by the military off the books and Walz asked him to ki.. Kobluchar.

    Walz is not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but I don’t think he’s that dumb.

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    2. Well, the Democrats are just embarrassing right now, so it would almost be par for the course for Walz’s hitman to document the request, and forget part way through who it was that he was supposed to kill.

      It is just kinda stunning, and also only makes sense as a mental health incident.

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  19. shipping

    I ordered a some stuff from Austria. It arrived in Pennylvania within 48 hours and was transferred to USPS. Then it went to New Mexico, then to Georgia, then to Oklahoma, back to Pennsylvania, and finally to Little Rock, more than two weeks later.

    Each day I would log in to the tracking site and go “WTF?”

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