Day 6 ~ 2014

  • Banking today.
  • Erin is back!
  • Nina heads East on Thursday.
  • She’s booked an open ended trip.
  • Going to kill the shit in that condo once and for all.
  • I HATE our political system. Watching the news is bad for me.
  • This year I’ve started scanning all receipts to QB.
  • Trying to eliminate the paper that’s lying around.
  • QB = Quickbooks, not quarterback.
  • Football people need to get a life.

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Day 5 ~ 2014

Temperatures are predicted to plummet out here, but not in the way of the eastern part of the country. We had originally planned on heading to Chicago, this week, but sanity prevails and I’ve decided to delay the trip until the weather in Chicago improves a slight bit.

Nice dinner this weekend with Joe and his new girlfriend, Virginia. Political talk was a bit heated, but when isn’t it lately?

ML is fine. Easy to deal with. Must be the meds.

Tori is irascible. I’m wondering if ML will share her meds with her.

Today is Sunday, so we head to SF to eat and run errands. Hippie food or regular good food? If we leave early enough I think it will be hippie food.

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Chicago Temperature Conversion Chart.

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THE WINDY CITY TEMPERATURE CONVERSION CHART

60° F: Arizonans shiver uncontrollably; people in Chicago are still sunbathing.

50° F: Californians try to turn on the heat; people in Chicago plant gardens.

40° F: Italian sports cars won’t start; people in Chicago drive with the windows down.

32° F: Distilled water freezes; Lake Michigan water gets thicker.

20° F: Floridians don coats, thermal underwear, gloves and wool hats; people in Chicago throw on a light jacket.

15° F: People in Chicago have the last cookout before it gets cold.

0° F: All the people in Phoenix die. Chicagoans close the windows.

10° below zero: Californians fly away to Mexico . The Girl Scouts in Chicago are selling cookies door to door.

25° below zero: Hollywood disintegrates; people in Chicago get out their winter coats.

40° below zero: Washington, DC runs out of hot air; people in Chicago let the dogs sleep indoors.

100° below zero: Santa Claus abandons the North Pole. Chicagoans get frustrated because they can’t start ‘da car.’

460° below zero: All atomic motion stops (absolute zero on the Kelvin scale); people in Chicago start saying, ‘cold ’nuff for ya?’

500° below zero: Hell freezes over. The Cubs win the World Series.

Day 4 ~ 2014

  • A new wrinkle in my life. Yesterday was hectic.
  • Crazed almost.
  • I put over 300 miles on the Jeep yesterday.
  • Santa Fe once. Las Vegas twice.
  • I repaired the on screen lighting on the pumps.
  • It took eight 7 watt  fluorescent bulbs to fix.
  • I thought it was a hard fix but it was easy.
  • Very easy. Time consuming though.
  • Well, all our pumps are now 100% again.
  • I found out that the Illfeld store closed on the last day of 2013.
  • That s.o.b. told me that he was going to drive me out of business.
  • HA! Moron!
  • He thought he had inside info that would make his place a win.
  • He lost!
  • Yeah, I’m enjoying his closing.
  • He was forced to close because he didn’t do the pump upgrades.
  • I did the upgrades. I knew they were coming and saved to do it.
  • It appears that he had an inside person with the enviro dept.
  • I talked to the people in the state office about me.
  • Maybe he came up in the conversation. Maybe not.
  • Two down. One to go.
  • Muwahahah.
I pretend to like people everyday. It’s called being an adult. That’s why we’re allowed to buy booze.

Day 3 ~ 2014

  • I played poker last night.
  • I did not win but my losses were minimal.
  • Makes the night and losses worthwhile.
  • I ripped Jiminy a new one last night.
  • That alone was worth it.
  • Erin is gone. I was sad when she left.
  • Planning another trip east this month.
  • Nina is coming with me.
  • I may make her drive at night while I sleep.
I don’t record my thoughts because I think it will change the minds of people who think differently. I share my thoughts to show people who already think like me that they’re not alone.

January 1, 2014

  • OK, that was the first time I typed that this year and NO I did not type 2013 out of habit.
  • I typed in 2104. Not a good start.
  • I just returned from the car wash. A clean car to start the year.
  • That may be the only time I wash it in 2014.
  • OK, that time I did type 2013.
  • Erin’s been sick now for 2 weeks. We medicate her and they use “natural cures” on her. Assholes.
  • I swear that if she returns from Dilia still coughing and running occasional fevers, they will not see her until she’s better.
  • I will take her to the doctor and if he can’t see her I will go to one of those immediate care clinics that are around now.
  • We beat it down and they give her tea and honey. Caffeine and sugar. Assholes.
  • Watching TV this a.m. and the commercials for the new shows on CMT are dropping my I.Q. by leaps and bounds. It appears that stupid is the norm for all reality shows. Party Down South is the newest greatest example of stupidity.
  • Happy New Year everyone!
Walk away from anything or anyone who takes away from your joy. Life is too short to put up with people who waste your time.

Goodbye 2013, you won’t be missed.

With the huge government mess ups of the year, the ACA being shoved down our throats, the government shut down, the down economy while being lied to by the prez about how great things are, and many more stupid things.

The loss of several family members also rank 2013 as a bad year for many of my family, including me.

2013, I hope you are embarrassed.

If at anytime in 2013 I have annoyed you, pissed you off, or simply said anything wrong . . . . suck it it Buttercup ‘cuz 2014 ain’t gonna be any different!

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.