Why are grown people starting these long drawn out topic about zombies? I belong to 2 Jeep forums and 1 gun forum and all 3 have multiple topics about zombies. Anyone got a clue on this?
OK, I guess I’m not babying the Jeep as much as I thought. I broke one of the stabilizer link rods sometime in the past. Not a horrid thing, the replacement part is $40 and I’ll replace it when I do my brakes this weekend.
It’s nice having new skins on the Jeep. The alignment that Walt and Josh (not Tori’s Josh) did is spot on and the wheel is true which I like when I get an alignment. I spent some time watching them do the alignment while holding a steel bar threatening that I’d beat Josh like a rented mule if he didn’t do it right this time. I gotta say that watching pros do an alignment is similar to watching monkeys throw shit at spectators in the zoo. Gotta love the fine mechanical mind that thought this crap up.
I think a trip back to the Priest Mine is in order for this weekend. I may take the old mine road down to the bottom of the mine even.
Erin came home today, one day later than normal. Father’s Day for her was spent at the sperm donor’s place. Whether he was there or not, I have no idea.
My Jeep is in the shop. It’s spending the night at the tire shop and I hope it’s OK alone like that. After 101,000 miles it needed ball joints and rear brakes. I decided that since it was there to get new tires too. The tires I had on it had 73,000 mile on them, longevity that proves a 5 tire rotate is the way to go when rotating tires. I buy foreign shit tires, Hankook mudders. Great tire that wears like iron. Mom should get them on the Beetle Bug car.
Planning my trip east for next month. Trying to work out the trip with all the meetings I have each July. Lodger’s tax meetings are always scheduled in July to allow for planning for advertising for the 2013 tourist season. Usually 3 meetings. We usually give out about $45,000 each year, but this year we have a lot of money that was allocated last year but was never collected for a variety of reasons, one of which was fraud. I’m planning on visiting with a couple that I know from online. They met on one of the sites I work on and are setting up housekeeping at his house in Plainfield. She works for me online. Gonna head to Michigan first and then head to Illinois to visit new and old friends. May even try to surprise Johnson with Kleyweg.
Well, after no rain for a while, I decided that I couldn’t wait to grade the parking lot today. I hate doing it when the place is so dry, all I do is breath dust the entire time. While I was at it I cleaned out the carport and added material there and smoothed out some of the areas that were rutting. I have to tell you, being a place that tourists stop during the course of their travels is kind of a kick. I had a Japanese couple taking pictures of me early on while I was grading the lot, but later on I had an old white couple from Illinois do the same thing. I’m used to people taking pictures of the mesa across the highway. I’m used to people taking pictures of the building. I’m used to people taking pictures of the old orno we have out front. People taking pictures of me on the tractor just strikes me as strange. Today was a 2 bath day, my usual and another after the grading. I was gray.
We’ve been here now almost 18 years. You’d think I’d be used to the fire talk every summer, but no, it still bothers me. So much damage, so many people displaced and it’s so horrid to watch. The smoke bothers me when it blows this way, so I stay in those days.
Shirley is still alive. She eats less in one day than I do for a snack. I’m surprised that she’s still alive. Sometimes she won’t drink either. What a depressing existence she has. I doubt she’s happier here than she was at the home. May end up back there eventually, but that’s still up in the air. She frustrates the hell outta Nina. I’m thinking of trading Shirley for Aunt Ella. Mom, you think Beth would approve of the trade? Probably not.
Marylou is still alive too. She sends me cards about once a week. She puts a lot of effort in this notification thing she does. “Still alive” is written in them and that’s about all. She spend more time addressing the envelope. Every month or so I send her a letter telling of what’s going on here and giving her Shirley updates, which usually amount to nada. She’s still a bitter old bitch. I’m thinking she was a bitter old bitch when she was in her 20’s too.
Oh well, I’m tired of trying to stay awake. I’m off to bed, but I’ll leave you all with this. Paul, quit being such a whiny little putz and sign back onto the family BB. G’night all.
Nina and I went out after the Arrow’s Ridge brunch and drove to the priest mine.
Not a bad day, not a great day as far as b’days go. I got one gift, a knife, and two b’day cards. Dinner was a great time, but we had a time restriction placed on us by Shirley’s care giver. It was a beautiful day weather wise. Erin was particularly affectionate to me and I think she hurt my neck with her hugs, they were very vigorous.
Listening to the president’s gaffe on the private sector’s improvements and the fact that we, the private sector, are doing fine. After the right attacked him, he starts talking about the private sector jobs that HE created. HE created these jobs? YOU ARROGANT BAG OF SHIT! YOU created these jobs? You stupid puke, I hope you get your ass kicked in November by such a margin that you’ll be afraid to show your lying face in public again. YOU guaranteed that I will now vote for Romney, that pasty-assed version of you, a person that I find more repulsive than you. You stupid stupid bastard.
Sorry Gary, I’m now voting for the lesser of 2 evils again. I think I’m gonna go puke now.
I hate politicians.
Breakfast in SF. Drove down to Madrid and scoped out the area, again. Even though it’s a cool town and area, we’ve only been down there twice before. They have some pretty cool shops, nice restaurants, and good tourist shit. Didn’t even get out of the car today.
After a short stop at our place, we headed to the Bernal unit of the SF Nat. Forest. Did some 4 wheeling and took some pictures. We also did a minor bit of hiking. We’ve driven round there many times and in many different ways and we always find new areas when we are there exploring. This is the area where the Commachero stronghold is. Nice day.
Well, today I went with Dennis to check out a trailer for my South African friends. Very nice trailer and I think it’s priced right. Hopefully it will sell. Larry, the trailer’s owner, is dying. He’s in the final stages of cancer and is in very bad shape. He used to work for BFI some time back. Terrible thing this cancer. Younger guy than I am and he looks like the walking dead.
Pizza for lunch. Got one slice left. Anyone?
Dinner at the B & B again tonight. 68 people showing for dinner. Hawaiian luau is the theme for the night. Gonna bring my weed whacker in case anyone wears a grass skirt.
Things with Shirley are starting to level out. It appears that she’s feeling that she’s punished us enough and has been acting reasonable. Still don’t like having her in my line of sight when I’m sitting in my chair. Watching TV with a 8 inch stream of snot hanging from her nose, just on the periphery of my vision gives NCIS new meaning and it doesn’t add to the plot.
Angered my sister the other day. She’s not talking to me now. Angered my brother a few days earlier. I’m thinking of holding an extension class in family dynamics in the area to teach others how not to deal with family members. This online communications shit is just not working for me, at least when it comes to family. I may just limit my communications with them to mindless drivel that won’t offend any of them. “Have a GREAT day and be well!” or “I agree with you 100% and will support your position is all communications with others! Have a GREAT day!” Did those sound sincere? I sure hope so, and have a GREAT day.
Two days to my birthday. I made my FB profile unable to show my b’day there. The way I feel these days I don’t want to see all the happy birthday shit, but knowing FB they will announce my b’day anyway. Bastards. You know all the above family discourse was cause by the fact that some members of the family love FB while others, myself included, hate FB.
Erin and I went for a ride on Wednesday I think and I took the first picture and she took the second picture of this old barn that’s outside of Las Vegas. Years back I was allowed inside of the barn. While it was cool and all that shit, it was just an empty barn. There was talk a few years back that someone was going to locate a radio station in there, but it still hasn’t happened.
Erin and I got into a fight that day about the camera. It seems that she wants to control any camera that she sees and it also appears that I won’t let her play with my toys. Funny thing is that while she was throwing her little tantrum, I was laughing at her, making her angrier than I’ve ever seen her. The picture she took was taken before the tantrum and my taking back my camera caused it. My bad.
Andy and I went out to fix the carport at Debra’s yesterday. Seems someone, <cough>Andy</cough> clipped it with the bumper and broke the old landscaping timber they used to build the carport with originally. We went to breakfast, picked up the lumber needed, went home to get the tools we had forgotten, and repaired the carport. I told Andy that it would take 3 hours tops and it took us 3 hours. We had a great time together.
Tori and Josh are both fishing a great deal of the time, which surprises me since neither of them like or eat fish. As a sportsman, I find that distasteful. If you hunt it, fish for it, and kill it, you better eat it, wear it, or use it in some manner. Kids these days! I’m telling you . . .
I parked my Jeep out front today. I saw someone leaning on it in in the security camera so I just triggered the alarm and sacred the carp outta him. Later I saw a kid swinging on the stinger, so I did it again. Same result. I may park there more often.
Everyone have a GREAT day and be well.