Friday, August 01, 2008

Where you go, friend Joe?


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heading out of town...

no more afternoon coffee & tea..
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"not for me... not here for now.. I'm heading up the road."

I got my boxes packed!
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and loaded on the truck!


what about Ruby?
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"are we ready yet??"


almost..
the earth shook to see Joe leave..
but first the earth shakes... a 5.8 in complaint


but still the packing goes on, with help from some friends...
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"All done!" says Henry.


Come on Ruby!
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"Say goodbye to the nice ladies in the office.."


Maybe Ruby is having second thoughts?
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Nope! All comfy now, maybe she's ready to hit the open road!


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with a few tries backing up, Joe finally smiles and says.. "Let's try it another way."

So straight out the other end of the gate they go.
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Right onto Winston.. one last drive by Crewest.


Right onto Main...
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and except for obeying traffic signals..
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No stoppping til we get to our destination..


Looking forward to hearing more adventures in the little city from Big City and Ruby.


*for Joe of course.. when's that internet get turned on today???

3 comments:

skidrowdude said...

what a great (but sad) photo essay, Pamela- sorry you lost your friend...

meekorouse said...

awww I didn't lose him! He's just moved to Eureka. ;P

Big City Poz said...

This is a great photo essay, Pamela. I was so stressed on moving day that I didn't even realize that you were taking pictures!

I think the worst part was when everyone was shouting out different instructions all at once about how to back out of that alley. I was on the verge of getting out of that truck and beating up everyone!

.....but here's a scoop ("first look!!") just for you. I had made it onto the freeway, moved over 4 lanes in heavy traffic and then received a radioed message from Don, who was following me.

Your back door is unlocked and now halfway up, he shouted. Oh, no! I exited on Hill St., closed and locked the door, and then re-entered the freeway and did the dance all over again.

Still, I made it to target Coalinga that night and reveled in the luxury of Motel 6.