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Saturday, November 15, 2008 - Hazleton PA

Water on the floor, Nov 15, 2008, Hazleton PA
Water on the floor, Nov 15, 2008, Hazleton PA

Am I ever glad I ripped out the old carpeting

I'm getting tired of living with the rough old OSB subfloor but not having a carpet has some real benefits. My next floor covering definitely won't be carpeting. As long as this old RV is going to keep humbling me I need to see the waters flowing.

More than once since I ripped that carpeting out I've discovered water on the floor. Water that would have flowed undetected under the carpeting, at least until growing stuff started to stink. Most recently was a month or so back when during a hard rain I found water flowing along the wall under my desk. A day spent on the roof resealing around the vents and along the edge trim fixed that. Or so I thought. But that's another story.

Today it rained off and increasingly on as I headed down through Pennsylvania on I-81. Mid afternoon I stopped at Lowes in Hazleton PA to do a bit of shopping and came back to the river you see above coming out from under the closet by the door. Hoo boy - looks like I'm back in the barrel for another leak sealing lap.

Heading for Kentucky

Tomorrow I'm going to head on down I-81 to catch I-68, I-79 and I-64 west toward Kentucky while I contemplate this mess. This rig needs to dry out before I try sealing leaks and I need some time to think too. Besides, it's getting cold out here.

Night camp

Wal-Mart Supercenter in Hazleton PA

Wal-Mart Supercenter Store #2255, 87 Airport Rd, Hazleton, PA 18201 - (570) 454-8322

Sincerity Itself is Bullshit

As conscious beings, we exist only in response to other things, and we cannot know ourselves at all without knowing them. Moreover, there is nothing in theory, and certainly nothing in experience, to support the extraordinary judgement that it is the truth about himself that is the easiest for a person to know. Facts about ourselves are not peculiarly solid and resistant to skeptical dissolution. Our natures are, indeed, elusively insubstantial - notoriously less stable and less inherent than the natures of other things. And insofar as this is the case, sincerity itself is bullshit.

On Bullshit, Harry G. Frankfurt, pg 66

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