McDonald’s
Omak, Washington
September 27, 2024, 730 AM
Out of sorts. Odd expression — and funny it means feeling odd. Here’s what I found about its origin:
The phrase "out of sorts" is thought to have originated in the printing trade. In the days before computers and desktop printing, printers were paid by the number of pages they could produce each day. The small pieces of type used to make up a font were called "sorts".
"Out of sorts" is an informal expression that means you don't feel right, or that you're not your normal self. For example, you might say "I'm feeling a bit out of sorts" in response to the question "How are you today?". It can also imply that your poor spirits are the result of feeling slightly ill.
I seem to have lost my driver’s license. It slipped out of my card carrier on my phone. Second time in two weeks. I had a spare the first time; this time I don’t. Of course I realized the license wasn’t in its proper place at 4 AM. Which means I tossed and turned after that. Even tried looking for it at 430 AM. Good luck when it’s cold and dark.
Ordered a new one from DMV. In January I need to go in person and get a new license as mine expires the end of January.
Update 845 AM: I took my bed out of Hi Ho Silver and what did I find? Yes, my driver’s license. All that stress for no reason. Or was there one?
Yesterday was a typically audible day. I left Wilbur to go to what I believed was a ghost town of Saint Andrews, Washington. I knew there wouldn’t be a golf course there but maybe some abandoned buildings? Nope, nothing but a Grange building. My intent had been to return to Wilbur but I decided to make progress toward North Cascades National Park. Outside of Coulee City, I turned onto Washington State 17 and headed north. Google Maps indicated there was a place named Mold down a low-maintenance road. While I couldn’t find Mold, I did find Mold Cemetery which had a number of headstones from the early 1900s.
Oops. Forgot to include my stop in Hartline. Micro town with good bones but falling apart. The post office is a former bank and looks just like the post office in Amira. The postmistress moved to Hartline at 16 from Puguet Sound. BIG change. Went off to college but eventually came back.
Hartline is a town in Grant County, Washington, United States. The population was 180 at the 2020 census. The high school for the Almira-Coulee/Hartline school district was located here, but moved to Coulee City, Washington in 2008. The name "Hartline" is an Americanized spelling of the German last name "Hartlein" and is an uncommon last name.
I continued onto Bridgeport, Washington. On the way there I passed through beautiful scenery — golden grassy covered hills illuminated by afternoon sunlight. Take my breath away beauty.
Bridgeport was a bit of a shock as it is very Hispanic. I gather it is do because I saw that it is an apple growing region. The town is on the Columbia River as is the home of the Chief Joseph dam and power plant.
I believe it was here that I got on US 97 North with the goal of getting to the Walmart in Omak, Washington.
Made it to Okanogan and tried a free American Legion campground. The town looked neat. By 10 PM, I felt uncomfortable alone in the campground so I drove 15 minutes to the Walmart in Omak. I hope that doesn’t say something about my sense of adventure!
Both Okanogan and Omak have movie theaters that date back to the 1920s. The one in Omak is still operating.
General comment that the Columbia River valley is quite dramatic in terms of its scenery.
I got dinner at the IGA in Okanogan — pesto pasta salad and a Tillamook strawberry yogurt. My digestive track is settling down finally. I was correct; Carl’s Jr. was like Ethelgetti..
Breakfast this morning was the Big breakfast at McDonalds. I limit myself to one pancake (or less) and half the muffin. Too many calories but it is comfort food.
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