Today we did the Lithia Chrysler Dodge Jeep ride. It was a ride to Taos with lunch serve on the way there. We took the high road to Taos and were supposed to take the low road back, but Nina and I have done the low rode to death, so we just made our own way home. It was a nice ride and we discovered a new area to explore. The high rode is beautiful, but they didn’t stop at the scenic view areas to take pictures. We’re going back to do that soon.
Well, today Nina and I are doing a ride up to Taos, the high road there and the low road back. The Jeep dealership is sponsoring the ride and they’re expecting about 50+ people. We meet at the dealership at 9:30 this morning. Ride update to follow.
Our house is quiet. Erin is in Dilia, Tori’s not here yet, Nina’s still in bed, no calls from downstairs yet, and it appears that it’s a beautiful day. I wonder when the shit will hit the fan.
Busy day yesterday. Had to buy a new tire for my garbage scow @ $130. Duran had no ‘good used’ tires, so I had to go new. While Duran was mounting the new tire, I finally got my flu shot, picked up some hydraulic oil for the tractor and had lunch with Nina. Once I had the tire back, I had to put it on the trailer and hook the trailer back up to the truck since Patrick can do simple shit like that. Dumbass.
Las Vegas Diesel also came out yesterday and started the tractor for me. It turns out the points in the distributor weren’t opening. If they don’t open, there be no spark, no spark, no go. Ernie brought the elder Gold with him and it was great seeing Louie again. He’s a heck of a mechanic for old rides like my tractor. I cranked it and he knew what it was immediately. We used to see him and his wife at breakfast on Sundays but she died a few months back and now he’s never at the restaurant. Ernie said he’s getting back into working on the older stuff they get in and as busy as they are, it’s a good thing.
I’ve been using Las Vegas Diesel almost since I moved out here. They remind me a lot of the Kooy family, family run and honest as the day is long. Kooys were father and 2 sons, and the Golds are father and 3 sons. I’ve always been comfortable dealing with them.
Nina and I have a Sunday ride to go one. Lithia, our Jeep source, is sponsoring the ride and it was mentioned at the Old Fartz lunch. They’re expecting about 50 riders and are providing lunch and t-shirts to the first 50 there.
Why unlock your phone?
While in Europe this past trip, I just decided to use the AT&T foreign roaming services. Big mistake! I expected to pay a small premium, but it cost me about $300 for the 2 phones. Previously I used local sim cards and it cost me about $60 for 2 phones and they all offered FREE data, which is very helpful when lost and using the maps features of your phone. Also, in Europe, the caller pays for the call to your phone and you garner no charge for someone calling you, something that is not offered when you use your regular carrier.
A Harley Biker is riding by the zoo in Washington, DC when he sees a
little girl leaning into the lion’s cage. Suddenly, the lion grabs her by the collar of her jacket and tries to pull her inside to slaughter her, under the eyes of her screaming parents.
The biker jumps off his Harley, runs to the cage and hits the lion square on the nose with a powerful punch.
Whimpering from the pain the lion jumps back letting go of the girl, and the biker brings her to her terrified parents, who thank him endlessly. A reporter has watched the whole event.
The reporter addressing the Harley rider says, ‘Sir, this was the most
gallant and brave thing I’ve seen a man do in my whole life.’
The Harley rider replies, ‘Why, it was nothing, really, the lion was behind bars. I just saw this little kid in danger and acted as I felt right.’
The reporter says, ‘Well, I’ll make sure this won’t go unnoticed. I’m a
journalist, you know, and tomorrow’s paper will have this story on the front page… So, what do you do for a living and what political affiliation do you have?’
The biker replies, I’m a U.S. Marine and a Republican.
The journalist leaves.
The following morning the biker buys the Washington Post to see if it indeed brings news of his actions, and reads, on the front page:
U.S. MARINE ASSAULTS AFRICAN IMMIGRANT AND STEALS HIS LUNCH
…and THAT pretty much sums up the media’s approach to the news these days…
September flew by. Could be the vacation, or maybe the business troubles, or maybe Erin being with us so much, or maybe it’s Alzheimer’s finally setting in, or maybe I’m just not paying attention. However it shakes out, I won’t miss September. I love fall and the cooler weather it brings
Erin is being homeschooled, much to my chagrin, but yesterday she showed me some of her work and during the conversation I was impressed with the fact that she’s doing math, spelling and learning her letters. Good job Tori, keep it up.
When we returned from vacation, Erin and Whiskey were the two that were so excited to see us. Tori and Andy were glad we were home of course, but I think that meant they were glad to have the business off their plates.
We are now officially in our down months. Sure, there’ll be some good periods in the down time like the Alb. Balloon Fiesta, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, and Easter, where people hit the road and they increase our business.