"SEINFELD, ANTIQUE TRACTOR MUSEUM," a mini (Cheri)

I spent the last five days at a quilting retreat on the edge of the Blue Ridge mountains, but I'll tell you about that tomorrow.

As we travel, I am always sending myself email messages about potential blog post topics and other stuff.

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"Antique tractor museum, Seinfeld" was one of today's.  I was listening to   Jerry Seinfeld's new book Is This Anything?

I highly recommend the book for almost everybody, except for my Aunt Lu.  (For something from a "clean" comic, this has a fair share of swearing.)  It's a compilation of bits from his acts, going back to the 80's.

The audiobook version is great, since Seinfeld actually performs all of it.  In print, each bit would have a little subject title above it.  In the audiobook, the title is read by someone else.

I mused at how odd it was that the titles were read by an English woman, but oh well, it did make it funnier.

Then I remembered that I had bought the audiobook through Chirp, a British alternative to Audible.

I can be a bit oblivious.  When Mark's mother was dying, she was in Mercy Hospital in Redding.  Spending time with her each day, I did notice that a prayer was read, very quietly, over the audio system a couple of times each day.

I'd been traveling the hall to her room multiple times each day, but one day I leaned against a wall to take a call.  Hanging up, I noticed a statue in front of me.

"Huh," I think.  "I wonder if this is a Catholic hospital?"

In closing, a picture of a building that I saw as I was turning around to get a shot of a truly weird roadside display a little further along:

If any of the shots I took down the road turned out well, they should be in tomorrow's post.