Yellowstone Ark Park

Yellowstone Park is now officially Yellowstone Ark.

This is the new lake that has formed in front of Old Faithful. 

What if it grows and grows and eventually puts out Old Faithful like a birthday candle?

I know it couldn't happen, but I like to fantasize.

Would it still be the Old Faithful Inn?

Would they just build a replica and pump the water out the top like an oil rig? 

Maybe they could have it go off every half an hour instead of every 90 minutes.  The tourists would love the predictability and more time options.

And they could put lights around it...maybe do a light show.  The guests have asked if it is lighted at night.

It's not looking like clear skies any time soon.

The guests always want to know what the weather forecast is for Yellowstone.

It's like giving one forecast for the entire state of California.

It may be snowing at Grant Village.  The sun may be out in Mammoth.  But, for now, it is raining every day at Old Faithful. 

Even the bison are looking water logged.

My lonely path to work.

Just me and the bison lurking in the trees.

This is the roof of the Old Faithful Inn.

Guests can climb up there with the bell staff in the morning to raise the flags.

You have to make a reservation with them weeks or months in advance.

Not so sure I am interested.

This place is over a hundred years old.  Those stairs look like the original.

I still got nothin' new folks.  I am going to do my best to find out some dirt about this place before I go.  I can tell you now that the Inn has some interesting wildlife inside the building.

Some rooms have complimentary mice.  You can't get that everywhere.

I have Saturday and Sunday off....my how the week just flew by.  I'm going to have some kind of adventure.  I swear.  And I do that often, so you have to believe me.

Until tomorrow, remember, you will never be homeless.  There will always be a job for you at Yellowstone Park.

Oops.  Almost forgot that one of my readers sent me a link that will give you more information about the new Yellowstone Quarter.  Here it is http://americathebeautifulquarters.gov/.  Thanks GaryO.  By the way, I did get quarters today.  They squirreled a few away for the employees.  I know you were all worried.

Yellowstone Quarter Day

I got nuthin' again today, friends.  Yellowstone Park is not cooperating with my schedule. 

But wait!

I found a pile of bison poo with a pen stuck in it.

Someone who thinks like me must have passed by.

And we  will never meet.

Sigh.

It continues to rain and I continue to work.

Because of the rain, the Yellowstone quarter ceremony was held in the employee recreation building, and I missed it all.

But I didn't miss the honor of telling 4,352 people where the ceremony was being held.

Bleah!

Those greedy, eBay fanatics, future Hoarders stars, swarmed all over the place and lugged baskets of the quarters home with them.

I could care less than less, but my friend Ken entrusted me with $10 to get him some quarters and the hubby wanted a roll and bleah again.

Rumor has it that employees can buy some tomorrow, but I work at 6:15 a.m.  I will give it the good old Yellowstone try.

Made a disturbing discovery today. 

If you are a woman over 50, you might want to skip this part.

Young people can't tell us apart. 

Really.  Cross my heart bra, really.

I work with Rose at the front desk of the Old Faithful Inn.  She's petite, perky, blond, cute, and has a killer Tennessee twang.  I am NOT petite, NOT perky, NOT blond and definitely don't have a southern accent. 

I left out cute.  I'm not that either.

But the young guests think we're the same person.

Another case in point.  Always wanted to use that phrase.  What does it really mean, anyway?

Going through the cafeteria line tonight, one of the young servers looked at me, and said "Debbie!" 

Sadly, I knew who she meant.  At least Debbie is my height, wears glasses and could sort of kinda look like me. 

We are gradually fading into the background.

We are the Cheshire Cat's smile. 

Just another senior citizen tottering down the highway of life.

Stop me now.

Might as well pack it up for now.  Roomy had a screaming night terror again last night.  Maybe that's it for another few days.  Pray for me.

My nerves are shot. 

There are deep pools here....a person could slip....