Monday, December 15, 2008 - Richland MS
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Okatibbee Mist, December 15, 2008, Twiltley Branch Campground, Collinsville MS
Why choose a shop in Carthage MS for alignment work?
Because there are two shops in Carthage I had good dealings with last January when I needed a problem diagnosed and between them they did a fine job. So I figured on or the other of them might be able to do the alignment or would know someone who could. To my mind, even though Carthage is a bit off my course west, it's not that far off to be worth my while to look up a familiar face in an area I don't know.
This is rambling a bit and I'm going to post it as is for the moment while I collect my thoughts for another go at writing this up..... I need a few things at Wal-Mart.
Oh, yes, before I forget - it rained lightly this afternoon - and the leak by the door leaked lightly as well - oh foo.........
Night camp
Wal-Mart Parking Lot in Richland MS
Wal-Mart Supercenter in Richland MS
Wal-Mart Supercenter Store #17, 3200 Lusk Drive, Neosho, MO 64850 - (417) 451-5544
I chose this particular Wal-Mart in the Jackson MS area to boondock at for its convenience to the alignment shop I had an early morning appointment with. This neighborhood on Rt 49 South is a busy, noisy commercial area with lots of heavy truck traffic but it quiets down at night.
- Good level parking, shared with lots of trucks
- Busy commercial neighborhood
- Verizon cell phone service is excellent
- Verizon EVDO Broadband service is excellent
- Find other Wal-Marts in the area
- Check the weather here
The Trespasser's Eyeshine
She put the butt end of the flashlight against her forehead, just above the space between her eyebrows. It was something she'd learned long ago about seeing at night. A light shined from there would reveal nothing of herself to a trespasser, and from that spot on her forehead a beam would go straight to the retinas and return to her own eyes the characteristic color of the trespasser's eyeshine. If it had eyes, of course, and if they were looking at her directly.
Prodigal Summer, Barbara Kingsolver