Old Fartz Lunch & Other Shit.

  • The world famous Old Fartz lunch was today and I actually made it there, on my bike even.
  • The stereo on my bike wasn’t working as I left the store. I tried everything I could think of to fix it. I pushed all the buttons, both on the radio and the grip controls. No joy. I even flipped it off and swore at it and NOTHING!
  • I figured that it’s no big deal, I could just take the bike in after lunch and have the dealership look at it.
  • Lunch went great, there were about 25 attendees in a very cramped space. British pub styled food, one of my favorite ethnic types of food.
  • Good food, good conversations, can’t be beat.
  • Left the restaurant and after I suited up and started the bike up, the damned radio was working! Shit, now what reason was I going to use to visit the dealership?
  • Went anyway and talked to Rudy about it and he noted the issue on my bike’s record. Better than nothing.
  • Last night was Ladies Night at the dealership, no Nina did not go, and Wayne was the hit of the night with his dancing skills. I saw that on FB and he was getting razzed about it by quite a few customers. A 17 second clip on FB and a lifetime of humor.
  • On the way home I listened to my previously busted radio. Talk radio even. One of the nationally syndicated conservative leaning mouthpieces was slamming Pelosi and Feinstein.
  • Dinner tonight was brats on the grill. Love the Johnsonville brats.
  • Erin was like she was on crack this evening. She had a nap. Funny how her nap rejuvenates her and gives her boundless energy and a nap of the same length just leaves me barely alive.
  • Tori got a text from Michael this evening and Erin and I intercepted it and sent him a picture of the both of us pulling faces at him. Silly Tori!
  • I rolled 7800 miles on my bike this afternoon. Drove it about 90 miles today.
  • Riding temperature was in the high 50’s and the sun made it feel much warmer.
  • Saturday night, Nina and I are heading to a party for the HOG officers at the dealership’s owner’s house. Mini meeting and the rest is a “get to know each other” thing.  I’m looking forward to it.
  • Poker tomorrow.
  • Talked to Jamie yesterday. He’s in London by now. He left last night. I would have liked to have joined him there, but I’m not ready to make that trip again anytime soon.
  • Talked to Johnson this week too. He needs to sell some cars, so anyone that needs a car should contact him. Google Blue Arrow Motors in Illinois.
  • That’s it.

Tuesday. Seems like we have one every week.

  • Yesterday ML was telling me that her hearing aid was sending her signals. Sometimes it beeps 4 times and other times it beeps once, and occasionally it beeps many times. She’s mentioned this before and I just assumed that she was just imagining these beeps or that she was just batshit crazy. It turns out that the 4 beeps are the alert from the microwave oven when it’s finished cooking, the single beep is another microwave alert telling you that you still haven’t removed your food dummy, and the multiple beeps are when someone is programing a longer cooking time or power change on the microwave.
  • My dilemma is; Do I tell her or let her think she’s getting signals from someone via her hearing aid?
  • Nina is decorating the front of the store for Christmas. I guess she didn’t like the way I did it for the past 20 years. She found out that it takes more lights than she bought.
  • Tori and Michael decorated her place this past week. They a cute couple, both the same size. I hope he doesn’t start wearing her clothes.
  • Erin likes him and his 2 y.o. son. I think Erin will be taller than both Tori and Michael and possibly the boy, whose name I don’t remember.
  • Erin told me that her and I are going to be motorcycle buddies this summer because she’s big enough to wear Nina’s helmet and she wants to go for rides with me.
  • Yesterday was the 1 year anniversary of Shirley’s death. I can still remember what she looked like. It’s like I have a picture of her staring at me from across the room. A picture that is frowning and giving me “that” look.
  • Albuquerque has been ranked as the 4th best beer city in the nation for craft beers. Still can’t drink American beers, or foreign beers that are made for this country.
  • They are remaking the old TV series Route 66 and sticking with the original format of 2 guys cruising the route in a sports car, helping people on the route. Maybe they’ll film here? Probably not.
  • Last week we did have another location scout stop by, take some pictures and leave a card. I called her, left a message and got no reply.
  • After 3 or 4 nights of fairly normal sleep, I’m back to the 3 a.m. wake up time.
  • Anyone need a hospital bed? After 1 year of gathering dust, I placed it on Craig’s List. I want it gone.
Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day.
Teach him how to fish, and he will sit in a boat and drink beer all day.

I had no clue

Here are 28 acronyms that all parents should know.

1. IWSN – I want sex now

2. GNOC – Get naked on camera

3. NIFOC – Naked in front of computer

4. PIR – Parent in room

5 CU46 – See you for sex

6. 53X – Sex

7. 9 – Parent watching

8. 99 – Parent gone

9. 1174′ – Party meeting place

10. THOT – That hoe over there

11. CID – Acid (the drug)

12. Broken – Hungover from alcohol

13. 420 – Marijuana

14. POS – Parent over shoulder

15. SUGARPIC – Suggestive or erotic photo

16. KOTL – Kiss on the lips

17. (L)MIRL – Let’s meet in real life

18. PRON – Porn

19. TDTM – Talk dirty to me

20. 8 – Oral sex

21. CD9 – Parents around/Code 9

22. IPN – I’m posting naked

23. LH6 – Let’s have sex

24. WTTP – Want to trade pictures?

25. DOC – Drug of choice

26. TWD – Texting while driving

27. GYPO – Get your pants off

28. KPC- Keeping parents clueless

I am a husband, father, grandfather, friend, business owner, traveller, Harley rider, citizen, patriot, gun owner, politically eclectic person of strange personal habits. I support police, trust no politicians, and can argue any side of an argument just to amuse myself. People love me or hate me and those that are in-between don't know me.