Gonna murder something.

Okay. I downloaded the Kindle app to my Windows 8 computer some time ago. I have the tile on my start screen to prove it. But the app seems permanently and inextricably linked to only one book, and it won't let me open any other books with it! I can't even get to a menu of the books I theoretically have available.

I need to be able to open a particular reference book on my desktop so that I can refer to it easily without having to use my Kindle.

Help??? Please??? I've tried to figure it out on my own, but it just won't work.

Yes, I could use Calibre (if I could figure out how to get the book *to* Calibre -- but when I try to open the book file, it doesn't give me Calibre as an option), but at this stage of the game? It's the principle of the thing. I should be in charge of my computer, not the other way round.

Katrina? Obi-Wan? You're my only hope [wry g].

ETA: No, I can't use Calibre. The damned book is DRM'd.

ETA the 2nd Ha! Joycemocha over on LJ said, click in the middle of the screen and three lines will appear in the upper lefthand corner. If I then click on *that*, I get my list of books!!! Boy, do I feel *stupid*. Thank you, Joycemocha!!!

Two weeks ago, Day 9

And so on towards home.

From Sheridan — well, actually from Twin Bridges, the next little town down the road — there were two ways to go. One north, which I hadn’t driven before but which led to I-90, which I’ve driven at least a couple dozen times, and one southwest towards I-15, that stretch of which I’d never driven before. Even though it was about twenty miles further, guess which way I took?

And I’m glad I did. The first bit was very pretty, through sparsely populated ranch land ringed with mountains and down into the town of Dillon on I-15. I’ve only been to Dillon once before. It was the first place on my Long Trip in which I couldn’t find a place to stay (due to it being Labor Day and the annual rodeo).

From Dillon I headed north on I-15, and, less than twenty miles down the road, I happened to glance over to the right and saw a bald eagle perched on one of the posts holding up the wire fence running alongside the road. Fully mature, white head and all, he had to be two feet tall, I swear. Too bad I was going 70 mph on a freeway — I’d have tried to take a picture of him. He was amazing.

Deer Lodge Pass over the Continental Divide south of Butte (where I-15 and I-90 cross) is much more gradual and less steep than Homestake Pass due west of Butte. But because of that I think I was climbing pretty much all the way from Dillon to the pass. At any rate, once I hit I-90 I was on familiar territory and pretty much ready to head home.

I stopped for iced tea in Deer Lodge (the town, not the pass, which is about forty-five minutes from Butte (the highway signs say west, but the road runs almost due north-south at that point). I stopped for lunch and more gas in Missoula.

And I crossed over Lookout Pass into Idaho and the Pacific Time Zone about the middle of the afternoon, aiming for Spokane.

I won’t bore you with the hunt I had to make for a motel room in Spokane. Suffice to say that I think I’ve found a new reasonably-priced convenient place to stay there on my way to wherever, which is a good thing as the one I was used to using had upped its price out of reason because of Hoopfest (I’m assuming) that weekend.

Only one photo today, taken along I-90 between Missoula and Lookout Pass, probably closer to Lookout Pass. I was trying to take a photo of the rain falling ahead of me, which actually turned out to be mostly virga (that is, not hitting the ground).

Stormy weather along I-90 in western Montana.

And that was the penultimate day of my trip, two weeks ago today.

Mirrored from M.M. Justus -- adventures in the supernatural Old West.