Don't make me say "I told you so..."
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
I Want Some Spicy Mustard With My Platter of Turd-Snitzel & North Korean Kim-Shit Cabbage
And Toss In A Hearty Appetizer Portion Of Toasted Iranian Persian Goat Droppings On The Side...
So by now you've heard that our first Black President...imitating his White Idol American Hemorrhoid Jimmuh Carter...has cancelled the planned Eastern European Missile Defense program in deference to the shit head Russians.
As apubic public service, be advised that the balance of this posting has been deleted in order to keep the Secret Service off my front doorstep this evening.
That will be all...for now...
(wait...in a whispering voice...imagine a program paid for by conservative donors which enlists ex Marines and special forces members which have been diagnosed with terminal illnesses with less than a year to live and dispatches them to places like DC and San Francisco to take care of some domestic political business which we all know needs taking care of and which ACORN and the lamestream media continues to propagate through hook and crook...
oops...did I write that?)
So by now you've heard that our first Black President...imitating his White Idol American Hemorrhoid Jimmuh Carter...has cancelled the planned Eastern European Missile Defense program in deference to the shit head Russians.
As a
That will be all...for now...
(wait...in a whispering voice...imagine a program paid for by conservative donors which enlists ex Marines and special forces members which have been diagnosed with terminal illnesses with less than a year to live and dispatches them to places like DC and San Francisco to take care of some domestic political business which we all know needs taking care of and which ACORN and the lamestream media continues to propagate through hook and crook...
oops...did I write that?)
More Stupid Government B.S.
Someone Write ME A Check...
I'm sorry Folks...I really was planning on having a quiet evening and not bitching about anything, but then I read this article on Boston.Com titled "Homeless Use Of Hotels On The Rise."
Click on the link and go read the whole thing if you can stand it, but here's the part that got my head over pressurizing and starting to rotate...
The number of homeless families living in motels funded by the state now tops more than 1,000, a dramatic 37 percent increase since June 1, a top official for the state Department of Housing and Community Development said yesterday.
Tina Brooks, undersecretary of the department, said 1,010 families - including more than 1,400 children - are now living in motels, at a monthly cost of about $2.8 million for taxpayers.
“It’s a huge strain,’’ said Brooks after a hearing of the joint Committee on Children, Families and Persons with Disabilities.
(snip)
“We need to keep the safety net, as vulnerable as it is,’’ said Frost.
In an effort to quickly move families out of state-funded shelters, the housing department started an emergency program in late July to provide rental assistance to families who need help for up to 12 months. Brooks said 352 families received help in the program’s first month, at a cost of $850,000. She said this is a better use of money than putting them in shelters, where families live an average of eight months at a cost of $24,000 per family.
Got all that?
OK...lets get out the old calculator and do some math here.
In the second paragraph they say they've spent $2,800,000 a month keeping 1,010 "families" in motels.
THAT'S AN AVERAGE MONTHLY COST OF $2772.28 PER "FAMILY."
Then in the last paragraph quoted they say they've tossed out $850,000 taxpayer dollars keeping 352 "families" in "motels" because it costs $24,000 per month to keep them in "shelters."
SO THEY'RE TELLING US THAT A "SHELTER" COST $3,000 PER MONTH VERSUS A MOTEL COST OF ONLY $2414.78 A MONTH?
Give me a &%$#!ing break here people.
I own a house and pay my mortgage and utilities every single month for less than $1,750 per month including electricity and water and garbage and cable TV and VoIP phone and even the cost of two cell phones.
But we've got GOVERNMENT spending somewhere between $650 and $1,250 per month more MONTHLY to keep "homeless" "families" in MOTELS?
OK...after thinking for about THIRTY SECONDS I think that I have an idea that could save us all some real money in the long run.
Ready?
Why not cut these "homeless" "families" a CHECK for a reasonable amount like $1,500 each month and kick their stupid asses into the street and let them do like I do and RENT or BUY themselves a place to live.
Seriously, what's wrong with that option?
Could it be that because of generations of government coddling and meddling we have ever increasing hoards of people that either are incapable of or refuse to take care of themselves and their babies?
And look at the cost to society.
Better yet...here's another a neat plan I like...
I'll take the government shelter check for $3000 and continue to pay the current operating expenses and let the "homeless" "family live in my house, and then I'll buy another nicer house and Me and Pat and the Turbo Pup will live there.
That way I'll be making payments on two houses and the government will be subsidizing the increase in equity value I gain over time.
At least at the end of the program two families will have had places to live for a year and someone (that would be ME...your lovely and talented TAXPAYER) will have gained financially from the arrangement...other than the hotel/motel owner.
I swear people, if you don't get agitated every time you see stupid stuff like this in the news and you continue to believe that it's a good idea to allow the Obamamaniacs to extend their filthy tentacles into even more areas of our lives then you deserve what's coming to you in the next twenty years.
I, personally, elect to get old and die fighting before they screw things up completely.
I'm sorry Folks...I really was planning on having a quiet evening and not bitching about anything, but then I read this article on Boston.Com titled "Homeless Use Of Hotels On The Rise."
Click on the link and go read the whole thing if you can stand it, but here's the part that got my head over pressurizing and starting to rotate...
The number of homeless families living in motels funded by the state now tops more than 1,000, a dramatic 37 percent increase since June 1, a top official for the state Department of Housing and Community Development said yesterday.
Tina Brooks, undersecretary of the department, said 1,010 families - including more than 1,400 children - are now living in motels, at a monthly cost of about $2.8 million for taxpayers.
“It’s a huge strain,’’ said Brooks after a hearing of the joint Committee on Children, Families and Persons with Disabilities.
(snip)
“We need to keep the safety net, as vulnerable as it is,’’ said Frost.
In an effort to quickly move families out of state-funded shelters, the housing department started an emergency program in late July to provide rental assistance to families who need help for up to 12 months. Brooks said 352 families received help in the program’s first month, at a cost of $850,000. She said this is a better use of money than putting them in shelters, where families live an average of eight months at a cost of $24,000 per family.
Got all that?
OK...lets get out the old calculator and do some math here.
In the second paragraph they say they've spent $2,800,000 a month keeping 1,010 "families" in motels.
THAT'S AN AVERAGE MONTHLY COST OF $2772.28 PER "FAMILY."
Then in the last paragraph quoted they say they've tossed out $850,000 taxpayer dollars keeping 352 "families" in "motels" because it costs $24,000 per month to keep them in "shelters."
SO THEY'RE TELLING US THAT A "SHELTER" COST $3,000 PER MONTH VERSUS A MOTEL COST OF ONLY $2414.78 A MONTH?
Give me a &%$#!ing break here people.
I own a house and pay my mortgage and utilities every single month for less than $1,750 per month including electricity and water and garbage and cable TV and VoIP phone and even the cost of two cell phones.
But we've got GOVERNMENT spending somewhere between $650 and $1,250 per month more MONTHLY to keep "homeless" "families" in MOTELS?
OK...after thinking for about THIRTY SECONDS I think that I have an idea that could save us all some real money in the long run.
Ready?
Why not cut these "homeless" "families" a CHECK for a reasonable amount like $1,500 each month and kick their stupid asses into the street and let them do like I do and RENT or BUY themselves a place to live.
Seriously, what's wrong with that option?
Could it be that because of generations of government coddling and meddling we have ever increasing hoards of people that either are incapable of or refuse to take care of themselves and their babies?
And look at the cost to society.
Better yet...here's another a neat plan I like...
I'll take the government shelter check for $3000 and continue to pay the current operating expenses and let the "homeless" "family live in my house, and then I'll buy another nicer house and Me and Pat and the Turbo Pup will live there.
That way I'll be making payments on two houses and the government will be subsidizing the increase in equity value I gain over time.
At least at the end of the program two families will have had places to live for a year and someone (that would be ME...your lovely and talented TAXPAYER) will have gained financially from the arrangement...other than the hotel/motel owner.
I swear people, if you don't get agitated every time you see stupid stuff like this in the news and you continue to believe that it's a good idea to allow the Obamamaniacs to extend their filthy tentacles into even more areas of our lives then you deserve what's coming to you in the next twenty years.
I, personally, elect to get old and die fighting before they screw things up completely.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
My Hands Hurt
Pat Taking Time Off...
Well Ladies & Gentlemen, I guess I finally reached my limit in the world of home improvement.
Two Grand worth of raw material in the form of sticks or bricks or tiles or boards or raw door slabs is a lot of stuff to try and install in a week.
Of course if you buy me a $2000 front door or a $2000 Chandelier I can probably get them installed in a couple of days, but dozens if not hundreds of pieces of individual crap...
At least I still have two more days before the effort extends beyond a week but the staining and varnishing of the two solid core exterior doors will have to wait until the rain passes and the humidity drops down below 70% so it's gonna be next week regardless of any Herculean efforts I may try to expend.
I managed tobreak Pat's back wound my helper handling heavy boxes of laminate flooring and bags of mulch so she took a well deserved day off yesterday and will probably be on the sidelines for a while longer.
Today is day two of paint and trim installation and there's another trip to Home Depot in the works and Missy the Turbo Pup will be on guard to give everyone a good barking when needed.
Other than that, I'm too exasperated with all of this ACORN crap in the news...or the lack thereof...as it seems that FOX News is the only one not willing to totally ignore the scandal as it develops.
This isn't intended to be a bigoted or a racist statement, but here goes.
I've said all along since the early days of the Obama campaign that the attendance at his events looked like a Freak show and a Circus and that the crowd he was pandering to and depending on to elect him to the Presidency could not be raised above the consequences of their own poor choices in life (educational, professional, sexual, and skin color be damned)by any "preferences" and "diversity programs" and the expenditure of any amount of taxpayer dollars.
Now I offer as proof the revelations that instead of closing their Whorehouses and going into legitimate business or funding getting an education, these idiots just want to use our money to build a bigger, better building and import a fleet of new illegals and put them in the business of breaking our laws...possibly in my neighborhood.
I say that they've proven time and time again that they can't or won't be helped and I'm tired of paying Government idiots to give them just one more chance or start one more boondoggle program designed to fail from its inception.
Enough already...Dammit...
Well Ladies & Gentlemen, I guess I finally reached my limit in the world of home improvement.
Two Grand worth of raw material in the form of sticks or bricks or tiles or boards or raw door slabs is a lot of stuff to try and install in a week.
Of course if you buy me a $2000 front door or a $2000 Chandelier I can probably get them installed in a couple of days, but dozens if not hundreds of pieces of individual crap...
At least I still have two more days before the effort extends beyond a week but the staining and varnishing of the two solid core exterior doors will have to wait until the rain passes and the humidity drops down below 70% so it's gonna be next week regardless of any Herculean efforts I may try to expend.
I managed to
Today is day two of paint and trim installation and there's another trip to Home Depot in the works and Missy the Turbo Pup will be on guard to give everyone a good barking when needed.
Other than that, I'm too exasperated with all of this ACORN crap in the news...or the lack thereof...as it seems that FOX News is the only one not willing to totally ignore the scandal as it develops.
This isn't intended to be a bigoted or a racist statement, but here goes.
I've said all along since the early days of the Obama campaign that the attendance at his events looked like a Freak show and a Circus and that the crowd he was pandering to and depending on to elect him to the Presidency could not be raised above the consequences of their own poor choices in life (educational, professional, sexual, and skin color be damned)by any "preferences" and "diversity programs" and the expenditure of any amount of taxpayer dollars.
Now I offer as proof the revelations that instead of closing their Whorehouses and going into legitimate business or funding getting an education, these idiots just want to use our money to build a bigger, better building and import a fleet of new illegals and put them in the business of breaking our laws...possibly in my neighborhood.
I say that they've proven time and time again that they can't or won't be helped and I'm tired of paying Government idiots to give them just one more chance or start one more boondoggle program designed to fail from its inception.
Enough already...Dammit...
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
New Front Door
The Devil's In The Details...
Meand my big mouth and my Ego.
Both (my mouth and my ego) continue to get me in trouble today.
Take my current round of home improvements, for instance.
In order to take maximum advantage of Home Depot's delivery charge, I refuse to just get enough material for one or two projects delivered at one time.
Nooooooooooo
I go out and buy enough stuff and have it delivered--enough to keep a young man busy for at least a week.
That means this old man has enough raw materials lying around the property to last at LEAST a month if I keep at it all day every day.
The good news is that the kitchen floor is lying peacefully in it final resting place now, but there's new baseboards and quarter round to install and of course a new coat of paint on the walls that don't have tile back splash, and there's a solid fir french door slab for the opening out to the carport that has to have hinge recesses routed and holes cut for the knob and dead bolt before receiving stain and marine grade spar varnish and....
Did I mention the new six panel Fir front door slab (needing hinge and knob/dead bolt accommodations) or the three sets of bi-folding closet doors and the new master bathroom door and basement door?
Or the 57 bags of cypress mulch that has to be distributed before it starts raining this afternoon?
I guess I better stop writing and get another nap in before sunrise so I have the energy to start slinging trim and paint around today.
Who's ideas was all this stuff any way?
Me
Both (my mouth and my ego) continue to get me in trouble today.
Take my current round of home improvements, for instance.
In order to take maximum advantage of Home Depot's delivery charge, I refuse to just get enough material for one or two projects delivered at one time.
Nooooooooooo
I go out and buy enough stuff and have it delivered--enough to keep a young man busy for at least a week.
That means this old man has enough raw materials lying around the property to last at LEAST a month if I keep at it all day every day.
The good news is that the kitchen floor is lying peacefully in it final resting place now, but there's new baseboards and quarter round to install and of course a new coat of paint on the walls that don't have tile back splash, and there's a solid fir french door slab for the opening out to the carport that has to have hinge recesses routed and holes cut for the knob and dead bolt before receiving stain and marine grade spar varnish and....
Did I mention the new six panel Fir front door slab (needing hinge and knob/dead bolt accommodations) or the three sets of bi-folding closet doors and the new master bathroom door and basement door?
Or the 57 bags of cypress mulch that has to be distributed before it starts raining this afternoon?
I guess I better stop writing and get another nap in before sunrise so I have the energy to start slinging trim and paint around today.
Who's ideas was all this stuff any way?
Sunday, September 13, 2009
New Kitchen Floor
Day Three...
Well, I'm happy to report that the new plywood kitchen sub-flooring is in place inside, and 15 of the 75 bags of mulch are scattered around outside.
Better yet, no one lost an eye in the process.
It's a good thing I don't do this sort of work for a living because someone would probably starve or freeze to death if life sustaining cash flow depended on the SPEED of my manual labor.
Today finds me attempting to lay most of eight boxes of Dupont Elite Touch Laminate Flooring in their Tuscan Stone pattern on the floor without cutting off an arm or finger during the proceedings.
My back hurts just thinking about it all, but I signed up for the program and so I guess I have to go now and finish what I started.
Regards Y'all...
Well, I'm happy to report that the new plywood kitchen sub-flooring is in place inside, and 15 of the 75 bags of mulch are scattered around outside.
Better yet, no one lost an eye in the process.
It's a good thing I don't do this sort of work for a living because someone would probably starve or freeze to death if life sustaining cash flow depended on the SPEED of my manual labor.
Today finds me attempting to lay most of eight boxes of Dupont Elite Touch Laminate Flooring in their Tuscan Stone pattern on the floor without cutting off an arm or finger during the proceedings.
My back hurts just thinking about it all, but I signed up for the program and so I guess I have to go now and finish what I started.
Regards Y'all...
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Billy Vera & The Beaters: At This Moment
Todays '70's Musical Flashback
Everybody knows that I'm a better singer than I am a dancer. For that reason I generally leave most of the singing and all of the dancing to the other fellows in the crowd.
Given a little liquid courage however, I do seem to remember that I have spent a few minutes hangin' on to the hips and shoulders of a few Bawdy Lasses through the years back in the day listening to this song on the dance floor...
take a listen and enjoy it with me again this morning.
...you're welcome...
Everybody knows that I'm a better singer than I am a dancer. For that reason I generally leave most of the singing and all of the dancing to the other fellows in the crowd.
Given a little liquid courage however, I do seem to remember that I have spent a few minutes hangin' on to the hips and shoulders of a few Bawdy Lasses through the years back in the day listening to this song on the dance floor...
take a listen and enjoy it with me again this morning.
...you're welcome...
Gnawing Success
My Knees Hurt...
Expending 6 hours worth of energy on and off again, I finally managed to get about 90% of the old plywood sub floor cut and pried up out of the way yesterday.
I had to resort to buying one of those "multi-tools" made by Dremel (the Multi-Max) to use to make a flush cut against the edges of the counters underneath the toe kick plates. In spite of what they show you in the TV commercials, it's slow going getting that little flat blade to vibrate its way through 3/4" plywood.
I still have a thin strip about 8 feet long along one cabinet under the sink and dishwasher to cut this morning, then it should be smooth sailing as I cut the new 3/8" plywood sub flooring and move from demolition to installation mode.
Then there's the six doors and 75 bags of mulch haunting me out in the carport and sitting on pallets in the yard awaiting installation/distribution.
Who's idea was all of this stuff anyway?
Expending 6 hours worth of energy on and off again, I finally managed to get about 90% of the old plywood sub floor cut and pried up out of the way yesterday.
I had to resort to buying one of those "multi-tools" made by Dremel (the Multi-Max) to use to make a flush cut against the edges of the counters underneath the toe kick plates. In spite of what they show you in the TV commercials, it's slow going getting that little flat blade to vibrate its way through 3/4" plywood.
I still have a thin strip about 8 feet long along one cabinet under the sink and dishwasher to cut this morning, then it should be smooth sailing as I cut the new 3/8" plywood sub flooring and move from demolition to installation mode.
Then there's the six doors and 75 bags of mulch haunting me out in the carport and sitting on pallets in the yard awaiting installation/distribution.
Who's idea was all of this stuff anyway?
Friday, September 11, 2009
The World USA According To Ralph Peters
I Couldn't Have Said It Better Myself...
"Eight years ago today, our homeland was attacked by fanatical Muslims inspired by Saudi Arabian bigotry. Three thousand American citizens and residents died.
We resolved that we, the People, would never forget. Then we forgot.
We've learned nothing.
Instead of cracking down on Islamist extremism, we've excused it.
Instead of killing terrorists, we free them.
Instead of relentlessly hunting Islamist madmen, we seek to appease them.
Instead of acknowledging that radical Islam is the problem, we elected a president who blames America, whose idea of freedom is the right for women to suffer in silence behind a veil -- and who counts among his mentors and friends those who damn our country or believe that our own government staged the tragedy of September 11, 2001. "
Go here and read the whole article.
"Eight years ago today, our homeland was attacked by fanatical Muslims inspired by Saudi Arabian bigotry. Three thousand American citizens and residents died.
We resolved that we, the People, would never forget. Then we forgot.
We've learned nothing.
Instead of cracking down on Islamist extremism, we've excused it.
Instead of killing terrorists, we free them.
Instead of relentlessly hunting Islamist madmen, we seek to appease them.
Instead of acknowledging that radical Islam is the problem, we elected a president who blames America, whose idea of freedom is the right for women to suffer in silence behind a veil -- and who counts among his mentors and friends those who damn our country or believe that our own government staged the tragedy of September 11, 2001. "
Go here and read the whole article.
Tearing Down My House
No Pain No Gain...
I'm pleased to report that I managed to chisel my way through the top layers of the kitchen floor yesterday...finding two layers of old linoleum and a sheet of 3/4" plywood standing between me and my new kitchen floor.
I picked a spot under the Refrigerator to do my excavations just in case I changed my mind and decided to live with the old floor.
Then I worked my way out toward the middle of the room and this morning I'm past the point of no return as I've ripped a big seam across the middle of the floor with the skill saw set about 7/8" deep and by noon I hope to have everything ripped up and laying in a pile outside beside the trash can.
Now we have to run to Home Depot and see if I can get five sheets of 3/8" plywood added to the order which is supposed to go on a truck later this morning for delivery.
Everybody feel free to bring your tools and stop by about 10 if you want to help make some sawdust...
I'm pleased to report that I managed to chisel my way through the top layers of the kitchen floor yesterday...finding two layers of old linoleum and a sheet of 3/4" plywood standing between me and my new kitchen floor.
I picked a spot under the Refrigerator to do my excavations just in case I changed my mind and decided to live with the old floor.
Then I worked my way out toward the middle of the room and this morning I'm past the point of no return as I've ripped a big seam across the middle of the floor with the skill saw set about 7/8" deep and by noon I hope to have everything ripped up and laying in a pile outside beside the trash can.
Now we have to run to Home Depot and see if I can get five sheets of 3/8" plywood added to the order which is supposed to go on a truck later this morning for delivery.
Everybody feel free to bring your tools and stop by about 10 if you want to help make some sawdust...
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Neglecting The News
Saving My TV Sets...
I have to admit that I didn't watch the Obama show last night when he played to the joint session of Congress.
I couldn't stand another minute watching Nasty Pelosi's rigid Botoxed face staring over the President's left shoulder with frozen lifeless eyes like some sort of political Zombie.
Reading the blogs this morning it's evident that I didn't miss much.
Same old lies and platitudes, all wrapped up in a half hour lecture with a Republican Congressman causing gasps of surprise when he had the audacity to heckle Obamarama when he said that his as yet unwritten "healthcare reform plan" wouldn't cover illegal aliens.
The South Carolinian called the President of the United by God States of 'Merica a "Liar" in front of 534 fellow Senators and Congressmenpersons.
Somebody better lock that sucker up...he's telling the truth.
The guys over at Powerline do a pretty good job of summing things up, and I suggest that you click on the link and go over and take a read there this morning.
Meanwhile, I've got a truck load of kitchen flooring, closet doors, and a few tons of mulch heading this way tomorrow morning and I have to get ready to receive the material and get things installed in the next week or so.
Ya'll have a lovely balance of the week and stop back by to see if anything has pissed me off in the news or in the home renovation business because I'm likely to take my frustrations out on my keyboard in the event something happens.
Toudle loo...
I have to admit that I didn't watch the Obama show last night when he played to the joint session of Congress.
I couldn't stand another minute watching Nasty Pelosi's rigid Botoxed face staring over the President's left shoulder with frozen lifeless eyes like some sort of political Zombie.
Reading the blogs this morning it's evident that I didn't miss much.
Same old lies and platitudes, all wrapped up in a half hour lecture with a Republican Congressman causing gasps of surprise when he had the audacity to heckle Obamarama when he said that his as yet unwritten "healthcare reform plan" wouldn't cover illegal aliens.
The South Carolinian called the President of the United by God States of 'Merica a "Liar" in front of 534 fellow Senators and Congress
Somebody better lock that sucker up...he's telling the truth.
The guys over at Powerline do a pretty good job of summing things up, and I suggest that you click on the link and go over and take a read there this morning.
Meanwhile, I've got a truck load of kitchen flooring, closet doors, and a few tons of mulch heading this way tomorrow morning and I have to get ready to receive the material and get things installed in the next week or so.
Ya'll have a lovely balance of the week and stop back by to see if anything has pissed me off in the news or in the home renovation business because I'm likely to take my frustrations out on my keyboard in the event something happens.
Toudle loo...
Wednesday, September 09, 2009
Fred's Fizzeling
Owl Gore & His Sniveling Booger Eating Tree Hugging Hippies Cry W I L M A ... F O U L
So from what I can gather, yesterday newly declared Hurricane Fred was cruising along looking like this...
So from what I can gather, yesterday newly declared Hurricane Fred was cruising along looking like this...
Then I went over to the NOAA website and found this sorry map here showing how Hurricane Fred was going to end up thrashing around in the Eastern Atlantic and threatening ABSOLUTELY NOBODY rich or poor or Democratic/Republican.
I actually feel sorry for all of the Patchouli wearing hippies and the sniveling booger eating tree huggers because I think that I know that they mean well...
It's just that the world wide SO-CALLED disasters won't follow their line of unreasonable reasoning. THEN DANG IT IF reality doesen't manage to set in every four to eight years.
And then they have to face the prospect of getting a real job else managing to vote somebody into office that will come over to my house or bank and steal some of my money and give it to them under the guise of supporting the latest government sponsored "Program."
Then I have to go back on Vacation and let the cash flow lapse and tell them to go elsewhere to plunder and...
you get my drift I guess...
Two Days In Internet Darkness...
My Words Overfloweth...
Those of you that occasionally lurk around my little slice of cyberspace this part of the Internet probably noticed my rare silence on Sunday and Monday.
Sorry...
I admit that I sometimes miss writing and have an occasional single day gap once in a while in my never ending diatribes and commentary, but generally that's because what I would have to say would be like acid dripping onto my keyboard and pouring through your DSL or Cable modem onto your computer screen--thus I think it best that I just keep myself to myself on those rare occasions.
Then there's the couple of periods of time over the past three years when I was sitting around in a hospital for WEEKS at a time with tubes sticking out of every bodily orifice...and with the doctors and nurses running out of places to stick tubes and making their own holes in my body (I once had FIVE IV's at the same time.)
Fortunately this week's absence was an exception to those two rules...we were all simply the victims of circumstances where I ended up in a Condo that was supposed to have Internet but the WEP password was unavailable and I decided that Cell Phone blogging was inadequate.
Just like people going through some kind of self imposed 12-step program, I decided to try to live all day in the "real" world for a couple of days and let the Internet take care of itself for a change.
After my hands stopped shaking, I found the experience to be rather enlightening.
When I got back home I learned thatpoliticians democratic constituency stupid people were still acting stupid and the libertarians smart people that are the producers and achievers of the world were still being assaulted for being successful and paying their own way in life, and as a result I have a HUGE backlog of things to say about things which have happened over the past week.
I'm doing my best to stay focused here and get some work done, but please excuse me if I erupt into conniption fit like shrieking at any moment...
Those of you that occasionally lurk around
Sorry...
I admit that I sometimes miss writing and have an occasional single day gap once in a while in my never ending diatribes and commentary, but generally that's because what I would have to say would be like acid dripping onto my keyboard and pouring through your DSL or Cable modem onto your computer screen--thus I think it best that I just keep myself to myself on those rare occasions.
Then there's the couple of periods of time over the past three years when I was sitting around in a hospital for WEEKS at a time with tubes sticking out of every bodily orifice...and with the doctors and nurses running out of places to stick tubes and making their own holes in my body (I once had FIVE IV's at the same time.)
Fortunately this week's absence was an exception to those two rules...we were all simply the victims of circumstances where I ended up in a Condo that was supposed to have Internet but the WEP password was unavailable and I decided that Cell Phone blogging was inadequate.
Just like people going through some kind of self imposed 12-step program, I decided to try to live all day in the "real" world for a couple of days and let the Internet take care of itself for a change.
After my hands stopped shaking, I found the experience to be rather enlightening.
When I got back home I learned that
I'm doing my best to stay focused here and get some work done, but please excuse me if I erupt into conniption fit like shrieking at any moment...
Back To Reality?
Culture Shock...
Sigh...
I spent two and one half hours just after sunrise on Monday morning standing virtually alone on the beach watching two surf fishing rods I occasionally baited with shrimp or squid.
I probably didn't see a DOZEN people over that entire period of time, because most people were packing and heading home from the long Labor Day holiday weekend.
I also only managed to feed a few small fish...I didn't actually catch anything (caught two unidentified species the day before), but the few hours alone on the beach looking at the Gulf of Mexico was worth every damn penny of the $17 stupid government tax "weekend non-resident fishing license" and $5 worth of bait.
Things were noticibly calmer all day on Monday with the exidous of tourists, and we enjoyed a late brunch I cooked in the condo and ate left over pizza from my three pizza effort Sunday night for the Classmates "official" 50th get together.
We were packed and on the road by 8 AM EST and back in Knoxtown with the Chrysler picked up from the shop and the rental car paid for by 5:30 PM, and after drinks and dinner at a local watering hole we came back home and I collapsed for the evening knowing I had wrung every single moment of fun possible out of the past seven days--at least for someone of my ever advancing age.
So now it's time to turn my attention to the matters of the real world--as real as I ever allow myself to deal with these days--and get some stuff done professionally and do some more work on the turbo pup compound. The Turbo Pup's getting a new doggy door and Pat's getting some new bi folding closet doors and a new kitchen floor.
And me?
I get to work and sweat and pay for the material to complete the aforementioned projects.
I guess that it's time to start drawing and estimating now...Y'all have a lovely day...if you will...
Sigh...
I spent two and one half hours just after sunrise on Monday morning standing virtually alone on the beach watching two surf fishing rods I occasionally baited with shrimp or squid.
I probably didn't see a DOZEN people over that entire period of time, because most people were packing and heading home from the long Labor Day holiday weekend.
I also only managed to feed a few small fish...I didn't actually catch anything (caught two unidentified species the day before), but the few hours alone on the beach looking at the Gulf of Mexico was worth every damn penny of the $17
Things were noticibly calmer all day on Monday with the exidous of tourists, and we enjoyed a late brunch I cooked in the condo and ate left over pizza from my three pizza effort Sunday night for the Classmates "official" 50th get together.
We were packed and on the road by 8 AM EST and back in Knoxtown with the Chrysler picked up from the shop and the rental car paid for by 5:30 PM, and after drinks and dinner at a local watering hole we came back home and I collapsed for the evening knowing I had wrung every single moment of fun possible out of the past seven days--at least for someone of my ever advancing age.
So now it's time to turn my attention to the matters of the real world--as real as I ever allow myself to deal with these days--and get some stuff done professionally and do some more work on the turbo pup compound. The Turbo Pup's getting a new doggy door and Pat's getting some new bi folding closet doors and a new kitchen floor.
And me?
I get to work and sweat and pay for the material to complete the aforementioned projects.
I guess that it's time to start drawing and estimating now...Y'all have a lovely day...if you will...
Tuesday, September 08, 2009
Saturday, September 05, 2009
And The Celebration Continues...
Florida Hospitality
After a smooth two hour car ride across southern Alabama and the Florida Panhandle we found ourselves sitting on the marina waterfront in Destin in time for lunch yesterday.
The first blackened fish sandwich of the trip was then consumed just in time to do a little wandering around the docks looking at fishing opportunities later in the weekend, then by mid afternoon the temperature and humidity managed to run us back inside the car for a journey over to my friend Roy's place to drink gallons of frozen margaritas and to witness enough food for a small army being prepared for small group of 9 in attendenance.
By 10:30 PM (way past me and Missy the Turbo Pup's normal bedtime) I had to excuse myself and crash for the evening. Oddly I managed to sleep for SEVEN HOURS IN A ROW for once...a testimony to being old I guess as twenty years ago I'd have probably just shifted gears and stayed up past midnight and slept in to 9 AM.
Today finds us visiting with some extended family members in the morning before moving on over to the coast for "Phase III" of the never ending 50th celebration.
I guess last night was sort of the "pre-season game" for what is going to ensue over the next couple of days.
Stay tuned to this channel for further updates...
After a smooth two hour car ride across southern Alabama and the Florida Panhandle we found ourselves sitting on the marina waterfront in Destin in time for lunch yesterday.
The first blackened fish sandwich of the trip was then consumed just in time to do a little wandering around the docks looking at fishing opportunities later in the weekend, then by mid afternoon the temperature and humidity managed to run us back inside the car for a journey over to my friend Roy's place to drink gallons of frozen margaritas and to witness enough food for a small army being prepared for small group of 9 in attendenance.
By 10:30 PM (way past me and Missy the Turbo Pup's normal bedtime) I had to excuse myself and crash for the evening. Oddly I managed to sleep for SEVEN HOURS IN A ROW for once...a testimony to being old I guess as twenty years ago I'd have probably just shifted gears and stayed up past midnight and slept in to 9 AM.
Today finds us visiting with some extended family members in the morning before moving on over to the coast for "Phase III" of the never ending 50th celebration.
I guess last night was sort of the "pre-season game" for what is going to ensue over the next couple of days.
Stay tuned to this channel for further updates...
Friday, September 04, 2009
The First Day Of My Second Half Decade
The Celebration Continues...
I'm pleased to report that the Lower Alabama portion of my 50th birthday festivities concluded as a great success...with Thursday afternoon having been spent poolside and an early Mexican dinner with Mom and the girls.
Now later today the CHS Class of '77 group 50th birthday party begins down on the Florida Gulf Coast.
I mention this publicly so everyone in the immediate vicinity of Pensacola and Ft. Walton Beach will have time to remove all of their elderly relatives and small children from harms way.
We're not sure of the total attendance, but people are flying in from as far away as Utah for the "unofficial" event which has been planned by my fellow "Mancamp" members for about 6 months now.
I sure hope that the weather holds up for us.
Pat and the Turbo Pup and I will be heading south later this morning...stopping overnight at my friend Roy's home where we're threatened with being plied with Margaritas and a Low Country Shrimp Boil.
I also just learned that Missy the Turbo Pup will be participating in what I'm calling the first annual Shalimar Mini Dachshund Races and Rodeo (SMDRR).
It should be interesting watching four little dogs with a total weight of probably something less than 50 pounds spar and joust for dominance and attention.
Then Saturday morning we're jumping across the bay to Santa Rosa Island and our final beach front Condo destination on Saturday.
There one could witness the glorious spectacle of a bunch of middle aged guys standing and laying around drinking and tellinglies stories and competing in strenuous events like farting and belching competitions.
And the girls will probably spend their time sitting around by the pool or on the beach looking disgusted at us while whispering things under their breath like "what was SHE thinking when she bought that bathing suit?"
Do I know women...or WHAT?
I was going to bring my Frisbee along with me but had second thoughts because I didn't want to risk having to have someone call 911 for me after about 15 minutes trying to run and catch it.
Things have sure changed over the past 33 years, but it will be fun to see everybody again...and I can't wait to show the girls how good I look in my new Speedo...
I'm pleased to report that the Lower Alabama portion of my 50th birthday festivities concluded as a great success...with Thursday afternoon having been spent poolside and an early Mexican dinner with Mom and the girls.
Now later today the CHS Class of '77 group 50th birthday party begins down on the Florida Gulf Coast.
I mention this publicly so everyone in the immediate vicinity of Pensacola and Ft. Walton Beach will have time to remove all of their elderly relatives and small children from harms way.
We're not sure of the total attendance, but people are flying in from as far away as Utah for the "unofficial" event which has been planned by my fellow "Mancamp" members for about 6 months now.
I sure hope that the weather holds up for us.
Pat and the Turbo Pup and I will be heading south later this morning...stopping overnight at my friend Roy's home where we're threatened with being plied with Margaritas and a Low Country Shrimp Boil.
I also just learned that Missy the Turbo Pup will be participating in what I'm calling the first annual Shalimar Mini Dachshund Races and Rodeo (SMDRR).
It should be interesting watching four little dogs with a total weight of probably something less than 50 pounds spar and joust for dominance and attention.
Then Saturday morning we're jumping across the bay to Santa Rosa Island and our final beach front Condo destination on Saturday.
There one could witness the glorious spectacle of a bunch of middle aged guys standing and laying around drinking and telling
And the girls will probably spend their time sitting around by the pool or on the beach looking disgusted at us while whispering things under their breath like "what was SHE thinking when she bought that bathing suit?"
Do I know women...or WHAT?
I was going to bring my Frisbee along with me but had second thoughts because I didn't want to risk having to have someone call 911 for me after about 15 minutes trying to run and catch it.
Things have sure changed over the past 33 years, but it will be fun to see everybody again...and I can't wait to show the girls how good I look in my new Speedo...
