John McCain & The World's Thinnest Comb-Over

Searching For A Spoon With Which To Gag Myself...


Excuse me for saying this this way, but after watching a replay of the latest FOX News Republican debate, I sincerely believe that the media and 99% of the national politicians think that most of us out here in the good old US of A are either simplistic liars or just plain stupid, and as a result that we are willing to listen to and believe inane political candidates who/whom have the exact same character.

I don't know, maybe we have done something in the past to support that notion, but today you won't find me participating.

Let's get a few things straight here...OK?

My MONEY is MY MONEY...DAMMIT. Get off my ASS and your fingers out of my WALLET.

Next...

SOCIAL SECURITY SUCKS, AND I NEVER EXPECT TO GET ANYTHING OUT OF IT...let me out of the program.

Finally...

Aliens...from MARS or Mexico..AND their drooling snot nosed children, which are "undocumented" are also according to current laws criminals and should be INELIGIBLE FOR GOVERNMENT ASSISTANCE OF ANY FORM except possibly a a bus ticket or a boot on the ass to kick them and their Tacos back across the border.

GOT IT??????

By the way, that same sentiment is directed at ALL of you...Democrats and Republicans.

(meanwhile...Democrats...Who's gonna be YOUR Huckleby Huckleberry... sHrillary or Obama???)

Windows In...Moving On.org

Back To Where We Started


I'm quite pleased to report that we walked off the job site at a little after three PM Sunday with the front exterior of the building's skin secured for the first time in weeks.

What an epic saga...

If there is ever such a thing as momentum in my work ethic, I'm harnessing it now by showing up tomorrow with Pat and Missy The Turbo Pup A.K.A "Official Job site Security Dog" in tow and we're going to do some more window demolition in the living/dining/kitchen area--hoping to get at least one if not two or three holes in the concrete block walls stuffed with their new wooden framed glass components.

I'm glad that there isn't a TV crew hanging around filming an episode of "Flip this House" or some other home improvement show based on my efforts, because I think that the final result thus far would have to be shown on the Comedy Channel or possibly MTV's "Jackass" series.

Don't worry, I am taking photos of my progress but due to the extreme nature of the scope of the renovation metamorphosis I'm saving any publication until the front facade is closer to completion i.e. the siding and trim is in place.

Believe me when I say the the changes are quite dramatic.

Hardly a day goes by when someone doesn't stop to ask about the availability of the property, although most passers-by are interested in renting, and my heart is set on selling the like new finished product to some deserving family in order to enjoy the pleasure of home ownership.

Maybe I'm just a bad businessman, but I'm willing to take a slightly lower yet fair price for my efforts if the right people come along, and the City of Brunswick has a number of down payment assistance programs I hope to take advantage of to that end.

Investors, on the other hand, will have to get their wallets and check books out because I want FULL PRICE for my pain and blood if you want to possess my baby.

Thursday/Friday Re-runs

Rework Makes Me Cranky...


I almost stayed home today out of apathy and disgust, but then the 2% of sanity and maturity in my brain took over and forced me out the door a little after noon, resolute to at least START cutting the three new window openings.

When 3:30 came around I had managed to grind and saw my way through the 2x4's and tar paper to produce the desired dimensions--sans the new vapor sealing which will have to wait until Sunday.

The process really wasn't that bad physically, but mentally doing things like this gets to me because I put so much care and pride in building things accurately and square to begin with.

Now from the outside you can't really tell what happened, but until I get the interior wooden finishing and trim work done a month from now I have to look at the scene of the crime evidence of the rework and no matter what...

I KNOW WHAT HAPPENED.

Believe me when I say that it won't happen again in the future, without someone suffering a head injury or potential dislocated arm or leg.

Tomorrow I'll get the openings resealed and set the windows, and Monday morning we'll be back on schedule hardly worse for the wear in the long run. My head has stopped throbbing and my blood pressure is near normal again, so I guess it's time to enjoy the balance of Saturday night and get some reading and writing done.

Until then...have a good one...if you will...

Backwards Thinking

Mental Digression...


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Click on the above and go take the test yourself if you think that you're so smart...

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Outsmarting Myself

With More Than A Little Help From My Vendors...


There was a time in my life when days like today would have made me start screaming and throwing things around the job site. I try not to get that angry and act like that any more, but I certainly have good reason to be more than a little upset with my window vendor as of about one thirty this afternoon.

I was literally ready to starting squirting Silicone Caulk into the window framing when I realized something was seriously wrong.

From the very beginning I've had to beg them for information. First the guy I'm working with is hardly ever in the office and he's the only one that apparently handles the MW Windows product line. The week I got pricing the factory was heavily damaged by a tornado, and every time I've called I always have to wait for the guy to call me back.

I went over to pick up data sheets on the windows back in the summer and he gave me the Vinyl sheet even though I was wanting wood--saying that every style was the same and used the same rough opening dimensions and he didn't have the wood data sheet.

When I bought the windows and went down to deliver my deposit check, the guy wasn't there.

When I called to schedule the delivery last month the guy wasn't there either, so it wasn't surprising that he also wasn't in the building when I called today to get an explanation for why the three new rough openings I had just finished sealing into the new sheathed wall with tar paper and insulating tape were 2'-8" wide x 3'-10" high, and my windows were 2'-9 1/2" wide x 4'-1" high.

Oh the coworker told me--everyone knows that you buy vinyl windows based on the rough opening dimensions, where wood windows are sized based on the actual sash dimensions.

NEWS TO ME...I ASKED WHEN I GOT THE DATA SHEET AND I SPECIFIED THE ROUGH OPENING DIMS ON THE PHONE WHEN I PLACED THE ORDER.

Needless to say, since there is nothing in writing, and since the windows were custom built, that there is no sending them back IF I were willing to wait for them to be rebuilt, so tomorrow morning I'll be taking my Sawsall and mutilating my beautiful symmetrical wall framework--carving out the headers and jack/cripple studs, punching holes in my carefully taped vapor barrier to make room to re-hack enlarge the rough window holes with my circular saw.

That's a good way to spend a Saturday--wasting five or six additional hours re-doing something that would have and should have only taken four to do right in the first place.

Thanks to all the lovely people over at Varsity Supply...you really have made my day.

(What really kills me is that the windows have been stored on site for nearly a month and I was working off AutoCAD drawings done at home with the data sheet, and not once did I ever think to check the window sizes with a tape measure--I just read the stickers and saw 2-8 x 3-10 designation and continued wandering ignorantly along in my journey. All I can say is that it really sucks being a near Freaking Genius when almost half the population can apparently barely read else just doesn't give a damn.)

Back To Reality The Job Site Again

Cold Weather Construction


I'm sitting here this morning watching the thermometer and basking in the warm glow I get when thinking about the upside down apple cart that was the Democratic Caucus in Iowa yesterday.

I harbor no real ill will toward the Lamestream Media and ardent Democrats, but I think that it's hilarious when the pundits and the prognosticators get things so TOTALLY WRONG as they did when they wanted to declare sHrillary Queen of the Universe when she entered the race last year.

I have the same attitude toward sports people that want to hang their hats on Football and Basketball rankings instead of waiting for the actual games to be played in order to determine who has the best five or eleven players.

Any way, when it hits 48 or 50 degrees outside we're heading over to Brunswick to finish the tarpaper vapor barrier on the new addition and install three new double hung windows in what will eventually be the dining room.

Then next week I'd like to get the new front door installed and the siding and trim on the front of the building so we can put a For Sale sign in the front yard and get this show on the road.

I've got a giant chunk of my cash invested in this project and I'm tired of waiting on appreciation to yield an increase in my paper net worth--I think that it's time to see some evidence of my financial success in my bank balance in the next eight to ten weeks.

The good news is that by selling this spring before the Democrats start screwing around with the Capital Gains Tax again, I'm looking at something like a 5% tax rate on the profits of taking the risk to renovate a property in an economically depressed, minority part of a Southern US City.

Of course there are people out there that lament me attempting to make a profit off of "poor people"--they think that I should GIVE my time and resources to the "less fortunate" else let the government steal my money and spend it on their behalf while denying me any say in the process.

I'd say that overall this exercise has been a success, because you don't pay FICA/FUTA/Social Security Tax on Rental income and with the lower Capital Gains Taxes I've basically beat the system--keeping more of my money for my benefit while at the same time improving the social condition of our community...something the government and liberals love to talk about but rarely accomplish.

sHrillary Finishes Third In Iowa

Heh...


You couldn't PAY me to be on a broom stick an airplane with her tonight. Small children probably aren't safe from her wrath.

(go Fred go Fred go Fred)

One Hand Clapping

Other In Pocket Keeping Warm...


Let's see...what's going on out there today...geez...it's 28 degrees F outside...I've got body parts starting to shrivel up and fall off if I'm not careful.

In other news, my Mom's having a birthday today--Happy Birthday Mom.

Last year at this time we were getting ready for a big surprise party at the local bed and breakfast inn with her siblings and her fellow Red Hatters. No such luck this year Mom, but happy birthday anyway...stay warm there with the Tom Cat.

What else...

Oh yeah...out in Iowa the media is in a full blown salivating frenzy as something less than 1/2 million people attempt to decide the fate of the governance of the free world in some inane process called a "caucus."

Then this...McDonalds is dumping the McRib Sandwich for good. I can't say that I rue that event, because I never ate a McRib, but I do look forward to the new McPossum and McArmadillo feasts coming out later in 2008.

Meanwhile, I delivered another $300 worth of materials to the job site yesterday, but it's just too cold with the wind chill down in the teens to get anything done today, so I guess we'll stay home and finish tearing down Christmas lights and boxing up decorations. I had to buy four more jumbo storage containers at Lowe's yesterday just to contain the new stuff that arrived by UPS and was lugged home and in through the front door in the process of the seasonal celebrations.

Something else that caught my eye this morning was news stories about the FAA implementing some kind of ban on Lithium batteries in checked baggage. I did a little Googling, and as usual the rocket scientists in the media are all over the map with the details, so I went straight to the horse's mouth to the FAA Website for the straight poop:

Effective January 1, 2008, the following rules apply to the spare lithium batteries you carry with you in case the battery in a device runs low:

Spare batteries are the batteries you carry separately from the devices they power. When batteries are installed in a device, they are not considered spare batteries.

You may not pack a spare lithium battery in your checked baggage

You may bring spare lithium batteries with you in carry-on baggage – see our spare battery tips and how-to sections to find out how to pack spare batteries safely!

Even though we recommend carrying your devices with you in carry-on baggage as well, if you must bring one in checked baggage, you may check it with the batteries installed.

The following quantity limits apply to both your spare and installed batteries. The limits are expressed in grams of “equivalent lithium content.” 8 grams of equivalent lithium content is approximately 100 watt-hours. 25 grams is approximately 300 watt-hours:

Under the new rules, you can bring batteries with up to 8-gram equivalent lithium content. All lithium ion batteries in cell phones are below 8 gram equivalent lithium content. Nearly all laptop computers also are below this quantity threshold.

You can also bring up to two spare batteries with an aggregate equivalent lithium content of up to 25 grams, in addition to any batteries that fall below the 8-gram threshold. Examples of two types of lithium ion batteries with equivalent lithium content over 8 grams but below 25 are shown below.

For a lithium metal battery, whether installed in a device or carried as a spare, the limit on lithium content is 2 grams of lithium metal per battery.

Almost all consumer-type lithium metal batteries are below 2 grams of lithium metal. But if you are unsure, contact the manufacturer!

As is usual with the government, that's certainly nice and clear...isn't it?

I'll keep all of that in mind next time I fly somewhere.

Here's something weird...IBM is paying their employees to get up off their asses and exercise.

How's this for incentive to stick to your new year's resolutions: cold hard cash. Many companies are offering a little extra in your paycheck to help you shed the pounds. Not only does Stefanie Chiras' company pay her to develop computer memory sub-systems, but a little extra to eat right."

Having work sponsor it makes you kind of feel like someone is buying into It," said Chiras. "And then certainly the cash at the end of the day is an incentive."Chiras works for IBM. She gets an additional $150 in her paycheck for tracking her eating habits online and losing weight."

When I reach for that next unhealthy thing, I think, oh, but I have to log it in to the tool."IBM launched its voluntary wellness incentive program four years ago – handing each employee up to $300 a year for completing healthy eating, exercise and preventative care programs.

I guess that makes sense, since IBM apparently spends nearly $2 billion on employee health care annually.

Good thing these people don't work for me, because my idea of a functional "voluntary wellness incentive program" would be to hand your giant lard ass a rake and shovel when you show up at work weighing 350 pounds and not let you back inside to recline in front of a computer in air conditioned luxury until the parking lot and highway frontage was clean and you had sweated off twenty or thirty pounds in a week.

Call me insensitive, I guess...

So any way, in the interest of my own health I guess that I'll spend the day laying around in my PJ's, huddled by some fake logs burning in the fireplace contemplating the things I'm not getting done over on my construction project.

Since I don't even care about the bowl games these days, my life is spent in a catatonic stupor of "just don't give a damn" as FOX News drones on about the 2008 Presidential election.

Is it just me?

Burrrrrrrrr

Someone Please Add Another Log To The Fire...


It's COLD down here on our little Island.

Of course, it is January, so I guess that's not supposed to be a surprise.

Yeah...Yeah...Yeah...2008...

Happy New Year And All That Stuff...


I regret to admit that I was asleep by 10:30 last night so I missed the dropping of balls and firing of fireworks and the balance of the festivities.

I guess that I'm just getting old. Ten years ago I was running around Atlanta in a Lincoln Limousine until the wee hours of the morning with an entourage of college friends and business associates I was hosting for the evening--how times change.

2008 found me in a coma at midnight, and I didn't budge again until 4:30 AM when it was time to get up and check my Boston Pork butt which was reclining in a lovely brine mixture in a big pot in a cooler full of ice in the kitchen.

I was also haunted by a giant bundle of Turnip Greens, Spinach, and Kale that needed washing in the sink and a load of Black Eyed Peas that had soaked overnight yesterday and were yet partially cooked on my stove top.

I'm trying to hit the ground running in the new year, so after searing the pork butt in my giant Cast Iron Dutch Oven and setting it cooking on a low 200 degree F heat we'll head over to Lowes for a couple of sheets of OSB and some caulk, then visit the job site for four or five hours finishing the external sheathing and installing three windows in the new front wall of the dining room.

Unfortunately winter will arrive here on our little island this week, with temperatures expected down into the mid to upper 20's Wednesday night and gusty winds blowing the Spanish Moss out of the trees in the yard. I've got to move all five thousand five hundred fifty of Pat's ferns and other tropical plants into the garage and sun porch between now and then in order to avert disaster. We only have to look forward to a dozen or so nights of this kind of weather down here--so it's sort of a shock when it arrives to interrupt our otherwise balmy existence.

At least Georgia Tech managed to not start the year with an ugly loss in football (instead finishing the year with an ugly loss), losing 40 to 28 yesterday on some kind of blue football field out in Idaho in the Humanitarian Bowl. On behalf of all of the GT Alumni, I offer my apology if you felt compelled to watch the game (I didn't.)

In other football news of note, Auburn beat Clemson (I laugh no matter who wins because I know engineers from both schools), my Dad's Alma mater Kentucky beat Florida State, and let's hope that Hawaii gives Georgia a good pounding so I can live in peace for the next eight months here in the Peach State.

I smell my greens boiling, so I guess that I better go check on them. Have a nice New Years day everyone, and don't be tempted to make any resolutions you're not prepared to keep.

Know what I mean?