Pissed off about Carson City

No this has nothing to do with the government of the State of Nevada, though, it may have to do with the City of Carson City or the county in which it resides.

I have a supplier on the outskirts of Carson City. They have routinely told me that they will ship the items I have just purchased, but in good weather I demure, telling them I will pick them up. Its one hundred and seventy-two miles round trip. My ulterior motive is three fold; first, to alleviate cabin fever, second, the ride through the Sierra Nevada mountains is spectacular, and third, there are several restaurants in Carson City that have good food and a patio (I generally travel with my Better Half and our dog). My favorite eatery has been Red's Old 395 Grill.

However, this last trip I was told by more than one clearly uncomfortable hostess (we tried a couple of different restaurants including Red's) that the pooch was no longer welcomed on the patio - the health inspector insists.

Damn. Damn. Damn.

Next time, they can just ship it.