Friday - October 28, 2011

Now what?

Yes. It’s happened. My baby niece just posted on my Facebook page. She’s getting married.

I feel so old…

So, should I:

A) threaten the bridegroom with physical violence if he mistreats my niece?

B) threaten the bridegroom with physical violence if he mistreats my niece?

C) threaten the bridegroom with physical violence if he mistreats my niece?

D) All of the above?

Personally, I’m for D.

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Mom’s Home!

Oh dear. I’d made my wife promise: NO MORE CATS!.  She has a tendency to adopt strays. We currently have seven adopted cats who, while they at least confine their shitting to the basement, they don’t necessarily confine it to the litter box. (sigh) But they do spray, everywhere. Including on my kitchen work spaces.

So, I was very upset with my wife a couple of days ago. I’d gone to the basement to do some laundry and damn me! A new cat ran for cover. I called my wife at work:

“Honey, why is there a new cat in the basement?”

“It’s not a new cat. It’s Latte. Remember, I gave Latte to Mom?”

And I did remember. Latte is the mother of two of our current brood. Wife did give Latte to my mother-in-law, who passed away this last May. No wonder the cat looks like a stray…if she’s been on her own since May, she’s starving. Probably took until now for wife to coax her into the Jeep.

So now, I’ve got four female cats under my roof. And they haven’t established a new pecking order. I’ve had to break up five fights just today. Thank you wife! Remind me to amend that to no more new OR former cats!

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   Friday - October 14, 2011

Think and Grow Rich

Some of you know that I’ve been unemployed since April. I quit. Voluntarily. Which means I’m not eligible for unemployment welfare. I quit knowing that. I also knew I had savings to fall back on. And, ultimately, I can cash-out my retirement funds. Sure I’ll take a tax penalty for early withdrawal. But under Obamanomics, seems like the lesser evil in view of the massive inflation Obamanomics is already causing. Not to mention that Democrats are already considering seizing retirement accounts (401(k), IRAs, etc) to bolster Social Security. Take the money I saved and run!

Meanwhile, between jobs I’ve been rereading the classic Think and Grow Rich by Napoleon Hill. If you haven’t read it, I highly recommend it to you. Back when I was a dance teacher, the boss started off each day by having us read, out loud, passages from Think and Grow Rich. It’s a highly motivating book. Especially useful in the demotivating Obama misAdministration.

I’d just like to offer this quote from the book:

During the first World War, a Chicago newspaper published certain editorials in which, among other statements, Henry Ford was called “an ignorant pacifist.” Mr. Ford objected to the statements, and brought suit against the paper for libeling him. When the suit was tried in the courts, the attorneys for the paper pleaded justification, and placed Mr. Ford on the witness stand for the purpose of proving to the jury that he was ignorant. The attorneys asked Mr. Ford a great variety of questions, all of them intended to prove that while he might possess considerable specialized knowledge pertaining to the manufacture of automobiles, he was, in the main, ignorant.

Mr. Ford was plied with such questions as the following: “Who was Benedict Arnold?” and “How many soldiers did the British send over to America to put down the Rebellion of 1776?” In answer to the last question, Mr. Ford replied, “I do not know the exact number of soldiers the British sent over, but I have heard that it was a considerably larger number than ever went back.”

Finally Mr. Ford became tired of this line of questioning, and in reply to a particualrly offensive question, he leaned over, pointed his finger at the lawyer who had asked the question and said, “If I should really want to answer the foolish question you have just asked, or any of the other questions you have been asking me, let me remind you that I have a row of electric push-buttons on my desk, and by pushing the right button, I can summon to my aid men who can answer any question I desire to ask concerning the business to which I am devoting most of my efforts. Now, will you kindly tell me, why I should clutter up my mind with general knowledge, for the purpose of being able to answer questions, when I have men around me who can supply any knowledge I require?”

There is certainly was good logic to that reply.

That answer floored the lawyer. Every person in the courtroom realized it was the answer, not of an ignorant man, but of a man of education. Any man is educated who knows where to get knowledge when he needs it…

Being between jobs, I’m reading this again for uplifting motivation. Books like this tell me that–to coin a phrase–Yes, I can! Apologies, I know it’s close to a slogan our misAdministrator-in-Chief used. But note the difference: ‘I can’ vs ‘We can’. I’m taking responsibility if I fail. Those that follow the ‘We’ model will point fingers at others when they fail. See the current Occupy (insert city) protests.

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   Friday - September 30, 2011

Random thoughts

––Got a call just this morning. Mind you, I’ve had my cellphone number since 2003. The previous owner, Austin, apparently never told his friends he has a new number. I just got a call from an old ‘Austin’ friend again. She lives in Florida. She also hit on me. I had to hang up when she got ‘pornographic’.

––Listening to Rush Limbaugh. He’s discussing ObamaCare, specifically the provision that ‘children’ can stay on their parent’s healthcare policy until age 26. Children? By age 26 I’d done two years of college, six years active duty in the Navy, and was honorably discharged. I was a veteran by age 26. I certainly wasn’t a child at age 26. And I wasn’t a drain on my parents then.

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   Thursday - September 22, 2011

I Googled Myself!

I was going to comment on the current problems, idiocies, and indeed flatulence going on.

I was going to quote a ‘poem’ I read when I was a Tenderfoot in the Boy Scouts.

I knew it was from Mad Magazine. I couldn’t remember the exact year.

So I Googled it, and came up with…me.

Very sad.

“With all these dire warnings
of pain, doom, and strife,
It’s hard to imagine
a fate worse than Life.”

The search term was

with all these dire warnings of pain doom and strife

First hit. BMEWS comments.

I gotta quit quoting myself!

Still don’t know what issue of Mad Magazine that appeared in. I’m guessing 1971-72.

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   Friday - August 26, 2011

a readers well reasoned comment, a reply and gypsies have more fun

Yesterday and perhaps unwisely I used a term to describe my idea of coping with the problems caused by these verminous scum.
I suggested that a final solution to the Gypsie problem might free Europe of their cancerous curse.  I know that those words conjure up Nazis and death camps etc. But I wasn’t suggesting it based on their national origin or race or religion. Rather, my feelings are based on what Gypsies represent solely by their behavior and the constant harm they cause everywhere they inject themselves.  Wherever they are, whatever neighborhood they infest, there is sure to be chaos.

I came across a story in one of our papers this morning, booted up the puter and came to BMEWS, looked first to see if there was something I had to see first and check on any comments from posts.

One of our readers wrote a reply comment to something I wrote yesterday, and called me to task for my choice of words. Indeed, that anyone could even think beyond the words and suggest the action wasn’t welcome at all.

I thought of writing a reply to Fenway but felt his comments were well put and his point was not at all out of line. For all I know, he might be right as my wife certainly agrees with him and she is not one to be sympathetic to rioters, lefties or Gypsies. So here then is what Fenway had to say about my post. My answer follows as I have a story on the subject again, and his comment I think belongs here instead of buried in comments. And btw ... I want to thank Fenway. Well said.

“Final Solution”? Really?

I can understand your anger at the gypsy issues. Something is incredibly wrong that this should just be allowed to happen.  I’m all for shooting them on site if you come home from vacation and encounter them inside your home. BOOM. gone. no regrets.

But to see the “final solution” reference is pretty sick. And i’m not saying that to be PC, either, because that’s bullshit. i don’t like PC. I can see you have a bit of a racial bias going on, and that’s fine- you’re entitled to your own feelings. but that a ‘final solution’ was a solution you felt strongly enough to post about is bothersome to me. I know you probably couldn’t care less about what I think, but i’m much more in favor of finding a nice liberal place to park these ‘entitled’ criminals, then load them into c130’s to take them there. then maybe your country can begin again to find a way to lock the borders.

believe me, i see the same thing with mexicans around these parts. just put ‘em back, say no, remove all the incentives for them to bother going to your country to begin with, and put up the friggin wall.

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Well, actually I do care what ppl think. I don’t want to be misunderstood on the one hand, and on the other there are times when ppl point out something and I’m forced to alter my thinking. Or at least make the effort to see another view that’s blocked by my temper and impotent rage at things wrong with no one doing anything but talking about it.  And it just seems to me that every single time there’s something really serious that desperately needs seeing to, they (powers that be) announce that there will be “A Consultation” on the subject. And they keep having these darn consultations. One after another and nothing changes.

I suppose using a term like final solution conveys thoughts of the holocaust, which isn’t a subject for bedtime reading. But having had some personal experience with members of this particular protected tribe, my frustration boils over.

Racial bias doesn’t I don’t believe enter it. Their behavior however does. The first I ever heard about these folks was as a kid, when the much told story of my grandmother made the rounds. She was once kidnapped by Gypsies as a baby, and was rescued by her brothers, and that was more then a hundred years ago.  Aside from that, I never heard any more about them.
But in later life I sure did.

They are almost entirely a thieving criminal class who teach their children to pick pockets by the time they’re 7 or 8. You can hardly visit any popular, historic European city without being hassled and mobbed by them. (and btw, be very careful at train stations, as the police will warn) Which btw was not the case say 25 years ago. 
In one sense, when calmer, I find less blame with them then I do with the politicians, human rights activists and others who enable them to cause the havoc they do. Without those enablers, it’s doubtful they’d be doing what they are doing. Pretty much the same with the rioters recently in London and other cities. Unless a very deadly message is sent, we can only expect more of the same.

As an American living here, I have seen some huge changes since my first visit, and none of those changes have been for the public good.  How in world the Brit public has allowed it I just can’t understand.

Re. The Mexicans. I sure do understand that btw. Being from CA (Palm Desert) and also Arizona (Tucson).  Yeah, I’ve run into any number of Mexicans I didn’t wanna know BUT , please trust me on this one. And I am not saying it because I was once married to a Mexican lady.  There really is NO comparison between them and Gypsies. The Mexican drug gangs are the more vicious and murderous criminal class among Mexicans. But they are not indicative of the people as a rule or the culture. The Gypsies I write about here are very much indicative of those vermin as a class and a people. Although describing them as “people” is giving them a bit more then they are entitled to.

remove all the incentives for them to bother going to your country to begin with

Darn good point and if only it were that simple.  Sadly, the UK is a member in good standing of the EU. With the advent of the EU, borders in Europe are gone among the member states, and anyone from an EU country has some sort of “right” as I understand it, to travel to other EU countries.  Border control anyone?  Where?

There are seven million foreigners living in Britain, there has been a 21% increase in the net flow of migrants to the UK, while the number leaving has hit a six year low, according to the newspapers. Not all are Gypsies of course but that just gives you an idea of the problems this island endures. Oh ... one other thing.

The ECHR.  The European court of Human Rights.
The people here are fed up, violent criminals, even rapists and killers, can’t seem to be deported due to “rights.” Especially Article 8, the right to have a family. That little piece of ‘foreign’ legislation has held up or quashed deportations in numbers beyond imagining.

The govt. has said they will call for an English law and scrap the ECHR.
The public is still waiting and that promise was made some time ago. But I understand ‘consultations’ are being planned.

The conservatives (lite) promised to change the squatter law.
The public is still waiting but .... first there must be consultations.

OK so .... while those consultations are in the works , Gypsies go on about their usual business, not bothered by the idiot politicians, hand wringers and enablers.  They have far more important things to attend to.  For example.

POLICE used dogs to break up a rowdy christening party after boozed-up gypsies went on a venue-trashing wrecking spree.

Witnesses said teenagers vandalised vending machines, glasses were broken and sports kit dragged out of cupboards as about 50 adults and 30 children smashed up a leisure centre.

A DJ at the party said: “As well as smashing glasses I saw them rip upholstery off chairs and wreck a store room full of toys.

“I got threatened for asking to be paid. They hadn’t paid for the buffet or their cakes either.

“All this damage was caused by 7.30pm. A few more hours of ale and who knows what could have happened?
“The police did an amazing job.”
One woman, who asked not to be named, said: “As soon as they arrived we knew it was a gypsy party. They trashed the place, it was really scary.
“A little boy smashed a glass right in front of me. There was a lot of screaming and crying.
“The DJ was afraid to stop the music and was told to carry on until more police arrived.”
Three men were arrested at the Winwick Leisure Centre in Warrington, Cheshire, last Saturday. A police spokeswoman said: “We responded to several reports of a disturbance. Three males were arrested for public order offences.”
The staff were in a vulnerable position but the police said it was handled correctly and the gypsies have since moved on.

above article from Telegraph and Mirror

source

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   Sunday - August 14, 2011

Cancelled!

I received a Notice of Cancellation of Insurance.

It’s from my new homeowner’s insurance company. They cite me for three things. Two of which I’m not ever gonna comply with:

A) Front steps lack a railing
B) Dwelling porch lacks a railing
C) Tree touching the house.

I’ll fix the tree. I have to prune it every three or four years. It’s time anyway…not only is it touching the house, but I’m tired of ducking when I mow the front yard.

As for railings, my house was built in the 1930s. It has never had railings. Nobody on my block has railings. In the 21 years I’ve lived here I’ve never had railings. Railings are ugly, and would diminish the character of the home.

If you are too stupid to stay on the porch without falling off, then Darwin wins.

Of course I got this letter on Saturday. Nobody is available until Monday.

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   Thursday - August 11, 2011

register your septic tank and recycle stuff. yawn.

Sometime last month I was reading our local and really not professional paper.
The poor souls have no idea how really amateur they appear, and so shamelessly continue to publish their little weekly reader. Having said that however, I should point out that at least they have a generally better layout and are larger in paper size, then say the L.A. Times.  Which I saw last year and was underwhelmed by their weekend edition.  Brit papers generally are better. imho.  Well anyway .........

There was a paragraph in our local that said ppl had till the end of the year to register septic tanks and cess pits. Failure to respond and register could result in a $20,000 fine. Huh? When? What?  The septic tank in our ground has been there since the beginning of time. Real estate records would show it. Everything is written down somewhere but okay. The huge problem was .... not one single family ever got any sort of notice or request by their city councils that they had to do this totally new and unheard thing.  If I hadn’t seen it and then almost by accident, and then told a friend and neighbor who didn’t even get the local paper, what then?

The issue over the manner in which this was done even made the national papers, eventually, because the only word ppl got of this, were small articles in local papers.
As the old TV advert says, But wait ... there’s more.

You had to send or call for the paperwork that needed to be filled in. Did it.

But ... wait. There’s more.  In the paper they sent that my wife duly filled out, they mentioned a map of location of the tank.  Location? Map? Huh?  What map?

Well, they wanted us to show on a map where our septic rank was located. Where do we find a map of that? Are we expected to draw one?  No?  OK, then where do we get such a map, wife asked.  Oh, why from this office she’s told. DUH. Then why was it not enclosed with the paper they sent?  So they sent another envelope containing a small map of our back yard, and she dutifully circled the area. Registration application and map were then mailed back to the power that is.
Simple huh?  Or maybe simple minded. Take ur pik.

Something you should know before I begin this story of what we have here. Or maybe that should be what we put up with.  Our city council tax comes to, in American dollars so you can appreciate it better, $2,905.00 and some change, per year, at the current rate of exchange.  Since we are rural, we have no sidewalk, no street lights, no city sewer. So you’d think that at least the trash pick up would be taken care of.

Well, it mostly is but.  For garden waste there is this bag which five years ago replaced the larger wheelie bin for that purpose.

Not too convenient for a large back garden, in a rural environment where we always have more. So, for $40.00 we paid for a second bag that we were given five yrs ago. And ... recycles and kitchen wastes are picked up every two weeks. One week it’s kitchen garbage and the next it’s recycle stuff.  Only two of us now and it worked okay. Now then, on the recycle bins, we have always had two. Ever since we’ve been here. One is the larger green bin the council gave us, and the other is a very old and smaller grey bin, but it says recycle on it.

Well, this week for some reason they didn’t pick up the little grey one. So I called and got someone at the council who said she’d look into it and call me back.

She never did and so I called the trash pick up folks direct to find out what happened and was informed that since there were only two of us living at this address, the city council decreed we could have only one bin emptied. Thing is, after two weeks they are both full. And don’t forget, we get two papers 6 days a week and three papers on Sat. The Telegraph and Mail on weekends are HUGE. Plus all the magazines that come with em, the CD give aways and one week a small paperback book. Then there is all the junk and flyers that we don’t read and bin. We’re talking just newspapers so you can imagine what we have after two weeks with all the other stuff that a household uses.  We don’t even know when this rule went into effect or how the trash pick up ppl would have known.  Oh ... I forgot to mention it. 

The rule in place states that only households with six and more may have two wheelie bins.  Like those you see here.

If the pick ups were weekly as they used to be, we’d be okay with one bin. Not anymore. So the trash guy said I needed to call someone at the city council which I did. One of the things he suggested was that we take the excess to the dump somewhere. Right. We pay 2,900 and do their job by taking our own trash to the dump. I don’t drive anyway and neither of us is up to hauling anything that weighs much.  So he suggested another way to go and I hope you’re sitting down.

He told me that if we put the overflow in plastic bags (whose use the city is supposed to be discouraging) like our market shopping bags, like this one ..

We could lay em on the ground next to the green wheelie bin and they would pick those up. I asked him if he had any idea how many of those little bags, they measure 12” across and 12” deep, did he have a clue how many of those we’d use just for the newspapers.

He agreed the rule wasn’t logical, especially as there was also a rule that you could not put plastic bags in the bins meant for recycling AND, recycled trash should be loose, not put in plastic bags. They are very clear on that. But here is someone telling me to put things in plastic bags. So then any overflow we had due to the green bin not holding everything, could be placed in bags and on the ground. Where the guy who follows the truck would then have to lift several bags and toss em into the back of the truck instead of the automatic arms picking up a second bin.  So in the end, it would all go into the same waste disposal truck anyway.  btw ... these bags are degradable but that’s aside. Or I suppose we could use larger white trash bags. The other kind that aren’t so degradable. But what the heck is the difference ?

He said he’d talk to the other folks in charge and we now have an exemption.

But I ended up speaking to four ppl before it was all resolved.

No wonder this country is SNAFU.

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   Saturday - August 06, 2011

famine in the usual places and the death penalty and scrapping old paint

In addition to all the painting etc but so far more scrapping old first and the prep and the clean up, with prediction of more bad weather this wkend, I put the hedge trimmer and my aching arms to work as there was added growth after last episodes of rain and sun and rain and sun.

Well, I went to work and somehow managed to knock down dead something the wife was trying to encourage to grow.  I simply thought it was a new weed of some sort or maybe the start of a tree.  Anyway, it was kinda bulging out from the hedge which meant things were not looking like a clear and straight line all the way down from the entrance of our driveway to the garage.  So I fixed that. Oh boy.

Wife was trying to fill a small gap in the fencing between us and the house next door.
I offered to install a green painted plywood panel in the gap.
Suggestion didn’t go over too well.  Wife says in future before I get all mow em down happy, I might want to check with her. That only works however if I’m not clear on what something is and can ask.  Otherwise, I trim and cut everything.

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I am now discovering at my advanced age, that laws and rules on how to behave in public. are only meant to control those of us who aren’t criminals.  Others do pretty much as they please, and have lots of help from people known as civil rights lawyers.

I would not imagine prison to be a place to spend your summer vacation.  For many of us, just the thought of being jailed is enough to keep us in line.  For very many others, penalties in place these days aren’t much of a deterrent.  I don’t think I have to list any examples here.  Readers I’m certain have numerous examples of their own.

So, listening to radio news while scrapping old cracked and peeling paint down to bare metal or wood.  I have a bit over a month to finish a project that should take two or three months.  Well anyway, Brits have signed an electronic petition to their government, to re-instate the death penalty.  It means that the folks who rule this place would have to bring the subject up for debate.  Debate.  Not necessarily pass into law very quickly.  Gotta give the bad guys time to kill and maim their hunting limit.
The conservative (lite) head of state is dead set against the DP, and has publicly stated so.  Be interesting to see how this plays out over time.

I think in cases (of which there are far too many) where there is absolute proof and no doubt whatever, not only should hanging be re-instated, but the defense lawyers should hang next to their guilty clients.
A Judge Dee kind of justice.
I think the debate will be no more then the folks in power going through the motions, and have doubts they will bring back the death penalty. As always though ….
Stay Tuned.

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On another unrelated subject ----- Famine in Africa ---- as usual.  And I should care because?  It is being reported (a bit OTT?) that as many as 10,000 Somali children a month face death due to famine.  That has to lead my list of big deal I could care less (yawn) subjects.

Newspapers and media never report the brighter side of stories they see as negatives.
Oh wait.  Ten thousand a month fewer pirates of the future?. That is the bright side.
And as well, 10,000 fewer to breed.  Hmmm. Story gets better and better.

Papers also report that good hearted (and gullible) public has so far responded with something like fifty million in donations, beyond what the govt. sucks out of the public purse for the very same thing.  Which reinforces the old adage of suckers being born in large numbers.

If the world is lucky – whatever aid gets there if it does, will arrive too late and thus relieve many in better ordered societies, of a burden imposed on it for far too long.

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   Wednesday - August 03, 2011

never mind what you say. watch what you think as well.

We are the world?

The whole world has changed since you and I were youngsters.
And not I think for the better.
And a whole lot worse since 9/11.

I read 1984 when I was very young and I know many of you did as well, because some of you have said so.  But I thought at the time that is was just good fiction and scary fiction at that.  But fiction nonetheless.
Well, times sure have changed.  If the 2011 version of 1984 isn’t political correctness, I guess I’ve lost the thread and don’t know what is.

In Norway, after the murders of all those people, the prime minister called on the country’s leadership to “show restraint” in their public speeches with regard to immigration and related problems.  It’s been suggested that he was referring to the often (as elsewhere) heated arguments on that very touchy subject.

In an address to his parliament, he suggested that after the mass killings of July 22, people needed to reflect on … “what we have thought, said and written.”

Uh huh well.  Things are getting scarier by the day now.  Yeah, I suppose folks need to be somewhat smarter then me when suggesting ways of problem solving.
But somehow the message I got from his remarks were less to do with the sort of uncivilized thinking and solutions as championed by folks like myself, and more to do with what I think is his deep seated liberal desire to actually control a person’s thoughts (or alter them) and the speech that might follow those thoughts. And the same with the written word.  In short …. please let us not be too critical about immigration legal or otherwise as it might incite and inflame.  Lets not talk out loud about the things that bother us, as it may bother the sensitivities of some minority or other.  Think pure thoughts and write kind words. Lets all hold hands and sing …

“We are the world”

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   Monday - August 01, 2011

Strokin’ redux

I know. I’ve posted this before. What I’ve never done is tell the story of how my wife and me first encountered the song.

Many years ago, we used to frequent bars with live bands. One of our favorite bands was a local group called ‘The Dinosaurs’. They covered oldies, a sprinkling of their own, which we loved but apparently never hit the top 40.

We’d been married two or three years, and we were at a nightclub that The Dinosaurs were playing. We’d already spent an hour dancing their covers of 60s and 70s hits, when they did Strokin’.

That was different! The lead singer came out wearing a kilt. And we found out what’s under the kilt. He had a huge strap-on dildo, which he stroked during the song.

I had to check if my wife was upset/offended, but she laughing louder than most of crowd. Especially the time the lead singer was ‘Strokin’’ and a drunk young woman pulled her top down. There was something in that dildo he was strokin’ because he ‘stroked’ all over her.

Well, at that point, I took my wife to the dance floor, though I must admit, both of us were laughing too hard to actually dance.

So, now you why I like this song.

It’s a shame, I believe the Dinosaurs broke up and retired in late 90s.

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   Thursday - July 28, 2011

trying to do things right at the least and better if I can

It’s 6:50p as I start this. I don’t generally boot this late. Dog tired after last two days. Jeesh, I feel almost like I’ve been employed at hard labor.  Well, one section is done and another started earlier. Mildew,rust , paint and Kurust and thinner and headache.

Had to spend lots of time doing outside first. They have a curious custom over here called bon fires.  But not exactly at we know em back home. Or maybe depending on the state you’re from.  Ppl light bon fires and burn their grass and branch and hedge cuttings etc. Sometimes I suspect they burn more then that.  If the wind is in the wrong direction, well I guess you can imagine how uncomfortable that will be.
There have been a few times when it’s been inside the house as well.  Thankfully not recently.  So anyway, there I am breathing the fumes, taking aspirin and replacing the headache with a stomach ache.  And that last is because I forgot to take my morning dose of something called Omeprazole, which is meant for folks with a gut like mine.
So you might say that last bit of hurt was self inflicted. There is a ton of work to do this year. Stuff I ignored last year. Now wish I hadn’t.  But when we got back after three months in the USA, I don’t know what happened really.  Neither of us seemed to want to get started on projects or make any effort regarding the house or planning for things to be done. So things really piled up.

To be quite honest, I might not have booted at all tonight. I’m tempted to tell a lie and say I’m so tired I’m seeing double. Truth is, I just tired but unlike other nights, I can see fine. Thing is, it’s very cool downstairs where I am, but way too warm to go up to bed.  The temps didn’t seem at all hot today. The house was quite cool all day long. Not so upstairs.  This summer (so far) has been mostly kind to my way of thinking. Only one or two other nights this year when it was too warm upstairs.  And can you believe it, some nights I get up and change into flannel PJs. It’s been that cool.

Got the results of last week’s X-ray of knee.  The bad news is they could find nothing wrong.  It’s all normal. Yeah that’s bad news cos how the hell can they cure something that ain’t broke?  Just because it sometimes feels like it is, doesn’t mean it actually is faulty.  Like the back up lights on our car.  Suddenly without warning, nothing.  They both just didn’t come on when the car was put in reverse. So we know there’s wire or a bulb or something wrong cos we can see it.  But there’s nothing to see in my knee.  If there was, they could fix it. Rewire or change the bulb or something.  Oh well, it hasn’t been hurting in over a week.  Maybe it got tired of vexing me and found another victim.  Hopefully one of my neighbors with a dog.

This house project I’m working through is a lot of work, which btw I enjoy doing.
It’s taking longer then it should of course, and I don’t tend to look for shortcuts.
What I mean is, I just can’t do anything by half measures.  Well, John Updike wrote something about me that was in a national paper. Yeah.
I happen to see this quote.

“Any activity becomes creative when the doer cares about doing it right, or better.”

Sadly, he passed away a couple of years ago. But I’m still here trying my best to do things better.

Stay Tuned..

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   Wednesday - July 27, 2011

Just for fun!

Why? Because I can!

Also, a friend recently emailed me with a request for this photo. He was teaching his kids about St. Paul. I’ll explain after the photo:

1986. Rome, Italy. Just me and Caesar. Behind me is, according to local legend, the jail that St. Paul was incarcerated in before he was crucified.  Hence my friend’s request for the photo.

Posted by Christopher     on 07/27/2011 at 10:43 AM   
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   Monday - July 25, 2011

Woman! Thy Name is Stupid!

I guess I’ll have to explain that title. We all know that women are wonderful! We celebrate–Viva la differance!. Sorry, my spell-checker caught that too. The French can’t spell worth a damn.

Anyway, I had a new roof put on last year. This morning my wife asked me to walk with her (this is never good news).

Showed me how some squirrels screwed my new roof. Paid almost $9 grand for that roof!

Bad enough. I spent the morning trying to find someone to fix it. No go. Seems we had a very bad hail storm that I never heard about, luckily it missed us. But most roofers are very busy.

Then, my wife asked me to search the internet for ideas on how to squirrel-proof the home. Well, I did so. Can’t wait for her to get home and find out the most important thing to squirrel-proof the home. The same thing I’ve told her for years!

But I’m a man and therefore stupid. She disregards the fact that I grew up on a farm and never had squirrel problems.

How to squirrel-proof your property

In this case, and the song I’ve sung to my wife for twenty years is:

# 1 Remove the squirrels’ food source. Feed pets inside only. Get rid of bird feeders. Keep garbage cans well covered.

So she’s refused to believe me. She leaves bowls of cat food on the front and back porch. All it does is attract raccoons, opossums, squirrels, and lately, a skunk. I forgot to mention starlings. All of the above love cat food, and my wife is still refusing to believe that a bowl of cat food every day has caused the squirrels to nest in my brand new roof.

I’d call her a stupid woman, but that would be redundant! (wardmama is exempt. She’s not stupid, and I’m fairly certain she’s female. Despite that, I think she probably listens to her husband.)

What’s my point? Why is it that some females think their husbands don’t know anything? My wife did the same thing a few years ago: she bought a bale of hay and stuck it under our living room overhang. ‘For the poor kitty-kats’ she said. I pointed out that all she was doing was to make a nice, warm place for termites.  Guess what? 2 years and $500 later, we got rid of the termites!

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