Waiting to Get There. Usually on the A/C/E in Chelsea, New York City.

Tom mistakenly tossed his running backpack on top of a hive of yellow jackets. Read all about how that transpired here:  https://waitingtogetthere.blogspot.com/2019/09/toms-bee-tribulations-in-hudson-ny-part.html   Photocredit:  http://www.ipmnoco.com/single-post/2017/10/05/It-is-yellow-jacket-swarming-season It was determined that all six of us were vital for Mission Backpack Extraction. We got in the cars along with four (4) cans of Raid. This squadron of Raid was assembled and at the ready under the sink at Helen and Matt's. If there were a shooting range for Raid spraying, Matt would be out there on weekends. He's seen some trouble in his time. Luckily, Helen and Matt also had a really rangy pool skimmer on hand. We did not, therefore, require the pole, hook and duct tape called for by the original plan. The pool skimmer fit in the car, but just barely: Pool skimmer in the car. Tom exited the vehicle and shrugged into a hoodie. then he put on anot

We're visiting Helen and Matt upstate this weekend. Tom's training for the NY Marathon and his plan calls for a long run. So he sets out for a 20 miler. About 5 miles in, he decides to take a loop through a nature preserve. He removes his little running backpack and hides it in a bush. When he comes back: Yes. Tom snuggled his backpack on top of a hive of bees. His credit card and his cash and his water bottle are in the backpack. Luckily he still has his phone. He calls me. I say I'll drive over with another credit card, cash and water. As I'm offering to do this, it all starts to feel a little perilous. Tom just got a new car and I've never driven it before. This car's filthy with new fangled gadgets. It's got one of those keys that's not really a key. It's a doohickey you put in your pocket and you press a button to start the engine. Plus it's got a crazy automatic gear shifter featuring multiple mystery buttons. And besides that, i

Mom: "This baseball might be worth something. It's autographed." Upon closer examination.... Mom: "Oh.  Your father signed it."