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Good Morning!

Heading to Santa Fe to price some custom signs today. I need to replace the pump faces due to sun damage and my sign guy is in Santa Fe.

Cool winds last night were very welcome. They whipped up during poker and made the game in that house from Hell bearable. Speaking of poker, I should just give it up. I lost on some really kick ass hands and like Joe said yesterday, second place don’t win no pots. I lost $25 again. Out of the few dozen hands I played, I won one. It was a killer pot, but I lost that money too.

Don called the other day. We talked for about 5 minutes and it was nice hearing from him. He’s doing well and sounds like life is treating him good. We often talk about our grandkids. He used to bore me with that shit, but now. . . .

Poker has treated me poorly lately. BAD POKER, BAD!

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Had to take Nina’s car in for an oil change when I noticed that her tires needed balancing. The oil change went as planned, the tires not so. The tire guy was booked, but the oil guy was OK.

I sat most of the time in Marc’s office. We talked about a variety of strange and disturbing stuff. Marc sells us our cars. I fired Elias again. Not sure if it took this time, but I’ll keep trying until he’s gone. He seems to think that since I don’t work at the dealership, my firing him doesn’t count. It’s a shame he has to go, he’s married with young kids and needs to job, but I outrank him and I’m bigger than he is.

After that I went to Santa Fe Motor Sports. If I can trade both my ATV’s in on a side by side, Nina’s all for it. I’m not sure I’m for it, but WTH. I spent way too much time there talking to the sales staff and Sid, the owner. Sorta like old home week.

Nina’s car does 115 m.p.h. but handles like shit. It also gets 27+ m.p.g. which is pretty darned good. It would go faster if not for the stupid governor installed by the factory. I wonder if my ProCal can remove it since we both have the same engine.

I’ve been enjoying Jarrito’s Limon drink. Mexican soda is pretty good. Mexican Pepsi is also better than the shit sold here.

Nice dinner last night Nina!

This morning’s smoke is the result of a house fire locally. The house is owned by a Microsoft gazillionaire and he owns it just to keep undesirables out of it. I knew the former owners, as customers, and they couldn’t sell that dump to save their lives. Ask a buttload of money for a butt ugly property and that place will be in your butt for years.

Off to gawk.

Update

Gawking completed. House is 90% gone. No one’s lived there for years and while it had historical status, I doubt it would have ever been lived in again. Fire crews are still on site and are checking for flareups. There is no spreading into the foliage near the house.

Off to my next misadventure.

Update # 2

Nina reminded me that the place was called the Foothill’s Ranch.

That’s it! No more today.

Woke to smoke again. Unless there’s a new fire in the area, I’m thinking that the Jaroso fire went into extra innings.

Please rain!

And I’m writing on this stupid blog. Erin has a rough night and crawls into bed with us. Nina can sleep through this but I’m awake. Maybe the foot to the side of the head is the reason?

I’m amazed at the traffic driving past our store at this time in the morning. 24/7 in our future? I doubt it. Most of them are cruising looking for a fix and who needs them in our building at this time of the night.

Atlanta Police are now attaching pay raises to traffic ticket revenues. Sounds like the residents of Atlanta are about to get screwed, repeatedly.

Tori is getting her own place here soon.

Hi Keith!

Oh well, I may as well try to sleep again. I can’t think of anything else to put here.

Good Night

Mine are the same as usual, stay at home. New Years Eve and the 4th of July are the 2 holidays that we get serious criminal interest after we close. They must think that we may go to a party or something, but they’ve been disappointed in the past and this year will make it 19 years of disappointment.

July 1st is our anniversary of buying this place. 19 years. If we still own it next year I may throw a b-b-q for my loyal customers, or not. On our first 4th of July here I set the place on fire with fireworks. What a dumbass. Never lit off fireworks at home again after that.

• Pilates today.
• May take Erin with.
• Dinner with Nina tonight.
• Not taking Erin with for that.

Guns, Guts, Freedom

Time sure seems to be flying by. We picked up Erin yesterday and had a nice chat with the Herns. I think I’m starting to win them over. Not sure what I’ll do next. Maybe I’ll continue being nice for Erin’s sake.

Poker this week. Maybe.

Cloudy out right now, Rain would be wonderful, but none was predicted by the weatherliars locally.

For all that cares, Shirley is still alive. She’s getting weaker and spends more time in bed lately.

That’s it for now. Exciting life lately.

peace