Hi, Del! I am a little confused about the Fridgc product Penzoil is selling. I thought IMG had the only Freon replacement product, so what is R-134a? Is it the product of a rival company, and if so, which one?
When you say it is too late to capture the market for a Freon replacement this year, and to mark my calendar for next March, what do you mean exactly? That IMG stock is dead in the water until then? I am really shocked that if Freon is only available for another year, this stock has not rocketed! What am I missing here?
My mountain watching turned out a little mixed up, and quite exhausting. I went to Mt. Shasta--which in certain pagan religions is considered one of the planet's most powerful, enlightening places to be, incidentally--to get away from work and city life, to see what it felt like to spend the weekend living in an RV, to imagine what it would feel like to be nomadic in one for months on end, to check out a campground on the shores of Lake Siskiyou that I had heard great things about, and to look at quaint country cottages for sale as a current rental property/maybe future rustic abode after retirement. I also planned to commune wholeheartedly with nature, feel spiritual closeness with Native American beliefs, and catch up on a lot of reading.
I think maybe I tried to do too much at the same time!!! Duh!!! It was about 100 degrees the whole time, including early in the morning and late in the evening, and I discovered I still have no desire to camp anywhere at all. This is a carryover from childhood, when I went to Yosemite with my parents and my bratty toddler brother. While he ate dirt and had diarrhea all over our tent floor and my mother ran out of diapers for him and he screamed full time, my father and I, novice equestrians both, were caught on horseback on a bridge by a very sudden thunderstorm, and our horses reared and almost threw us into a raging river.
I don't think I like RV's much more than camping. I cannot handle fake woodgrain plastic products, cheap synthetic upholstery or enclosed places--I think I was stuck in the birth canal many eons ago, and am becoming more claustrophobic as I get older, strangely enough. While I am sure you can securely place an RV on jacks or something so that it does not rock back and forth every time someone takes even the gentlest step or reaches out to change the tv channel, the RV I was in rocked like the proverbial rising tide that raises all boats, and I was literally seasick much of the time.
There were many charming cottages for sale, overlooking lakes and with the mountain in view, but it was so hot there--and it is so snowy and cold in the winter--that it is a little extreme for me. Actaully, the cool coastal climate I live in already is strangely rejuvenating, and it is nice to be back with all the tree huggers and other bizarre urban asylum inmates.
Needless to say, with all of this going on I did NOT catch up on any reading or have many spiritual revelations, either. I certainly ruled quite a few ideas for my future totally OUT, though, so it was really a productive trip. Now I know quite a lot I am NOT going to do when I grow up.
Why DO you live in Texas, anyway? I was always a little curious about that. Did you always live there? I think I remember you were going to build an environmentally sound housing development in the New Mexico desert next, so I assumed you must like very hot weather a lot!! |
