Content-type: text/html Ray Manning

Saturday, April 24, 1999 11:06 AM

Another Saturday


Excited to be at TRW working on EOS-PM1, EOS-Chemistry, and the ACTEX I flight experiment on a Saturday, I pause to take stock of the recent day's events. Having run into both Sonya and Joanne (yes, we are on a first name basis) in the last two days and having both of them express disappointment that I had no color in my hair, I make an appointment with my...hairdresser. Leaving early on Friday to accommodate him, I get home and find a message on my machine saying that he has taken ill and has to cancel my appointment.

Returning to the vet, I write out a check for $189.50. (I don't understand where the 0.50 comes from, but I don't worry about it too much.) They have Nopey's ear all bandaged up and taped to the top of his head and they have one of those stupid-looking plastic flea cones on his head (to stop him from pawing at the ear). Now having tunnel vision, Nopey has a hard time adjusting to the decreased clearance between his plastically-enhanced head and other objects. He runs into the door threshold, the door, the railing by the stairs, the curb, the truck door, the gear shiftknob, the steering wheel, and many other things which are now "closer than they appear". And this is just on his way, 120 feet, from the vet's office to the truck. It is going to be a long week.

Saturday morning sees me driving to TRW. On the 405, I decide that Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata is a bit wild for this time of morning. So I eject that CD, put in the Tubes "White Punks On Dope" and max out the volume. It turns out, as I was switching CDs, I have weaved across a couple lanes of traffic and a CHP officer has decided that I need a little "direction" - no pun intended � in my life. I see him walking up to the truck and, having heard "White Punks On Dope" playing fairly loud, I see him unsnap his gun holster and turn back to his car to pick up his nightstick.

He comes up and asks "Have you been drinking"?

The policeman, whose eyes I cannot see because he has dark shades, very dark shades, on, just stares at me. He turns around, gets in his car, and drives away.