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Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Itty bitty Update....Fix'n broke stuff.....

Ok folks, this may be a long drawed out conversation this morn'n. I got lots of stuff on my mind.

Let's take for instance my back issues. Since I switxhed to Advil from 500mg aspirins, my back an' hip pain levels have dropped by bout 2 or 3 bulldozer points. I can live much better at 3 to 5 versus 7 to 8. I am still debat'n on if'n I'm gonna get some nerves killed or not. By doing so, I may be pain free (there ain't no such thing) for a short period of time (6 to 8 months accord'n to the doctor). But...after that time, I will be hurt'n like a sum-a-gun again an' end up in a ton of unwanted STRESS. Stress from set'n up a new appointment somewheres in Alaska or some place like that. Then the wait time to kill nerves again. Stress in one hand equals pain levels in the other hand. Soooo, as of today, there will be no nerve murder in my foreseeable future. But....there is a possibility, I may just change my mind.

Ok, Robert showed up to help with the auto brake system. OH NO....the brake shoes are burn slap up. But not to the rivets. The drum should be ok. Oh my god, melted plastic close to the drum...that sucker was hot.

Found a set of brake shoes just down the road a piece. Gonna go check 'em out. Be back laters.
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Man boy howdy, that was a trip. Went to bout a hunnert auto parts sell'n places an' nobody know nuttin. UNTIL....we stop at Napa. Young boy waits on us. I tell Robert we got the wrong guy to help us...we need old people. The boy is lost....punch'n keys on the computer parts thingy, don't come up with nuttin. A old feller walks up...."that looks like a old school Chevy brake shoe". Measures the old part an' walla, there's a pic of my brake shoe on the screen. Will be here tomorrow to compare.

Now, back to pain level for just sec. Usually when I ride in a car, or a truck, my back goes haywire....hurt like hell. I'm sit'n on a nice 4 right now.

Robert is work'n on the "billy jeep". Try'n to find the cause of a little rumble com'n from the back end. To me, I can live with it. But Robert don't think like I do. Oh well.

Ok, that's it. Got company an' things to do. See ya laters.

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Happy happy Update......Not much go'n on......yet

Ok....it works. Well, it don't work perfectly, but it works. Advil.

I didn't want to mention it, but I'm gonna cancel my CT scan for next month. I'm run'n out of time an' ain't gonna waste no more of my precious time on doctor appointment an' tests. I'm done with doctors.

Well shoot, it looks like the old Billy Bob is the one that's gonna be crawl'n up under "da house" put'n that stuff back together. The weather is beautiful an' it needs to be done NOW.....not after the first freeze. I've been abandoned. My helper son has done flew the coop.

Boy howdy, I got "yo mama" clean'n up a storm. An' I didn't even ask her. She do'n it on her own.....say's she's broke. My god....how much this gonna cost me???  I really don't care.....clean them winders "yo mama".

Speak'n of clean'n, detail clean'n, this is the first time in almost 2 years when I fired my last clean'n lady. Cut'n corners don't cut it. When I says clean, I mean clean, not half ass. As ya know, detail clean'n ain't nuttin like every day "wipe it off an' say, what the hell, good enough". That what the old Billy Bob do. Shoot, a little dust, dirt an' grime ain't never hurt nobody. A house should look like somebody lives in it.

Ok, I was gonna post a hunnert pics of the old Billy Bob this morn'n, but it would take me hours to find that many. So's I'll just post one, one of my better pics. Enjoy!!!


Bad hair day......

I have nuttin excit'n to say today....soooo, I'm gonna git off my ass. Climb up under "da house"? Well hell, why not. 71 degs out there.
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Ha, an' you people was think'n the old Billy Bob was gonna sit on his ass all day long....WRONG.
First thing I done was break out some tools. Climbed up under "da house" an' I installed the repaired actuator part. Come back out from under there an' I take me a little break....sip up some coffee an' pat myself on the back a couple three times.

Now the system has to be flushed of the 10 year old tranny fluid. I cuts an' hook up a piece of old water hose, just the right size an' length. A empty milk carton is used to to catch the fluid when it come fly'n out that hose. The pressure pump reservoir is filled with transmission fluid. Turn the key on, place tranny in nuetral, an' the pump go "whiiiirrrr".....pump'n fluid. A quart is pumped through the system.....we good to go.
Then I climbs back under there an' hook up the hose fitt'n thingy an' I'm ready to test the pump. Fill the reservoir again, turn the key on an' put 'er in neutral. Pump come on with a different "whiiiirrr" sound. Pumps up to 1600 pound of pressure an' shut off.....just like it suppose to do. I just saved right at close to $1200 for a new pump assembly.

Now, bout drop'n the driveline an' inspect'n an' adjust'n the emergency brake shoes....this will be another day.   

Monday, October 20, 2014

Bak'n a cake......yum yum eat 'em up

Hee hee hee, it seems ever time I use a little "spices an' herbs" in my stories, I get bombed. Well, maybe not bombed, but....read carefully, "Billy Bob, you need to replace "Sally da house" with a brand spank'n new motorhome". So this morn'n, I'm gonna set the story straight.

Ya see, when ya buy something, motorhomes included, things are gonna break. It could be a flat tire, what with a dose of "spices an' herbs", I could turn it into a total "high dollar" disaster. But it ain't a disaster. It's just a simple flat tire. The red light on my water heater. I added some spice an' turn it into a terrible sounding situation. It ain't. Even if I had to replace the water heater, it is a simple, and cheap, replacement. I do NOT need to replace my entire house because a little "red" light came on to remind me that something is wrong.

Shoot, while we on the subject....."Sally da house" has cost me very little in repairs in the last 10 years. Some expenses were added when I upgraded to "comfort". Think'n a hardwood floor here an' a stiffer butt cushion on "that couch" due to lower back issues. Floor cost....less than a thousand dollar. Couch modification....right at $300. Actual repair costs probly not over $2000....in 10 freak'n years. That's not bad for a great big ol' "truck" with a fully furnished house sit'n on it's frame....with hot an' cold runn'n water, a sewer system, it's own electric generating system (Onan generator), all the comforts of a "stick house"....well shoot, you know what I'm talk'n bout, "Sally da house" is more than fully contained. An' she is in very good condition.

Now there are some repair issues that MUST be fixed. Like the parking brake issue. At this point, my cost is right at a hunnert dollar an' a few hours labor (bout 4 at this point)...for the repair of a $4000 system.

I been notice, when I write a long blog post...an' I do the same thing, we tend to ask the question...."why is this blog post soooo loooong"? Some writers like to give details. Some of us add a little spice. Ha ha....some of us write stuff what don't make sense. Then there are some of us that just write to be writ'n. But, somewheres in that long post is the reason we write the blog in the first place. Ya just got to look for it.

By the comments I receive, I attempt to change my writing style, try'n to please each reader. You may have noticed, my "redneck" writ'n style is becom'n a thing of the past. That don't mean I ain't still a redneck of sorts, it's just try'n to be more plain what I say. So's people don't have to look in a dictionary to see what some them words mean.

Oh, 'fore I fergit....me an' grandaughter Rainee baked a cake. Went up to "yo mama's" kitchen an' baked it there. Wanna see???

 Sorry for all the photos, but it was a very special day for the old Billy Bob.

  

Sunday, October 19, 2014

I don't know, it's Sunday

It's Sunday, a day for do'n nuttin. An' there's a slim possibility I may not do nuttin.

The cake bak'n didn't happen yesterday. Ya see, when "yo mama" goes shop'n, she goes for a loooong time. Too long gone an' too late in the day to be cook'n a cake when she returned.

Somewhere's in my post yesterday I gave somebody the impression I am giv'n up on all the things I like to do an' ain't gonna never leave Georgia. I hope I can clear this up today.

The only thing I can figger is when I said "if'n I had had surgery" I would remain in Georgia for the winter for the recovery period. I didn't have surgery an' I ain't gonna have surgery. There's a possibility I may have a couple nerves killed, but that's it. Sorry for the misunderstanding.

Ok, it was freak'n cold last night.....46 freez'n degrees.

Water heater RED lighted on me again yesterday. That means the old Billy Bob didn't fix it. Now, there's only one reason that red light will come on. No flame.....light comes on if burner fails to light/stay lit after three attempts. And what makes the flame? Well ya got a circuit board what tells the gas valve to open up an' let some propane out to the pilot an' burner. An' it also tells the spark igniter thingy to make some sparks to ignite the gas. That's it.....nuttin else. Well there is a possibility of the thermostat not tell'n the circuit board to shut the gas valve off when the water reaches set temp. I'm think'n it's the circuit board. But then again, I'm think'n it could be the gas valve. Now how the hell do ya check a circuit board an' a gas valve??? Add this sucker back to the "fix it" list.

Advil??? Have to place it on the 50/50 list this morn'n. I love experiments. If'n I owned me a chemistry set, I would probly blow something slap up.

Ok, that couch over there. We ain't gonna get along. I sit over there for two days....as a experiment. I tryed tak'n a nap on that sucker. The naps was fine, but when I get up.....Oh shit, gotta take a Advil. An' just sit'n on it, I don't like that neither. Back to square one on the couch. 

Speak'n of blow'n stuff up, I got to take my Henry rifle apart an' reblue the barrel. Dad gun rust. It only takes a couple minutes to rub some oil on that sucker, but do you think the old Billy Bob done that in the last 2 years? Nope, he didn't. He just let that thing hang on the wall an' RUST.....in bold letters. But, I ain't gonna do it today. Think'n tools lay'n all over the place, rifle parts here an' there, spill blue'n stuff on the floor an' "that couch". No, this is a job for south Texas sit'n outside.

Ok, I done said too much again. I'm out of here. See ya tomorrow.    



  

 

Saturday, October 18, 2014

Update...Cherry Chocolate Cake......Another week gone....pooof, just like that

The Advil experiment ain't work'n so well. Dag nab it!!!!

I ain't removing that passenger seat. Just moving it forward bout 8 inches. There will still be plenty of foot room if'n I ever go on a trip with a passenger. Sadie Mae don't give a care where the seat is located. She's a good, understanding that I need the extra room, dog. 

Dang, I hope Louie ain't right bout me be'n stuck in a snow storm here in Georgia. That would suck. If I had had the back surgery, plans were made to stay nice an' warm here while I recovered. Big ol' propane bottles, extra blankets, full length thermal undergarments....stuff like that. But, with no surgery, I am free to depart Georgia any time I get a hanker'n. Of course, that won't happen until the important repairs are made to "Sally da house".....and I make "that" decision (kill some nerves).

Been a bit chilly at night here in Ga.....lower 50's. But it's beautiful during the day time.....mid 70's to lower 80's with a ton of warm yer body sunshine.

Back to Texas. Now that's a problem. Ya see, I'm get'n pretty used to be'n around people (family). When I return to Texas, I'm gonna be all alone again. Just me an' Sadie Mae. That's gonna be hard.

I remember a few years back, something like bout 10 or 15 years, I would'a been happy to be a dad gum hermit.....liv'n in a cave or something like that. But, like everthing else, grow'n older, changes things. I now stay clear of caves, forests an' mountain tops. Shoot, I got to do me some serious think'n bout this situation.

Don't know where I'm gonna go when I get back, but I'm think'n somewheres in south Texas. It don't get cold in south Texas ya know. "Google is your best friend Billy Bob, do some research". Then there's always the possibility I may need to be close to a big city. Health issues ya know. I ain't got much choice. Did I mention, get'n older, things change?

Now, bout that boat. I chose #2 'cause it will fit (with 2 inch to spare) after mov'n the passenger seat forward. The #1 boat will not fit. That right there is good reason enough to choose a shorter boat.

That dad gum pot of chili is half gone. Dang it's good....*this* close to perfect. When I brewed up my "hobo" chili in chili cook off competition, this is better. "Dad gum it Billy Bob, ya got half a can too much tomato sauce". Did ya know if'n ya put beans in chili it ain't chili no more? But it taste pretty good if'n ya use Bushs pinto beans. Butter beans don't work. Yes, I put beans in my chili. One can to a gallon chili. With this cooler weather, we gonna be brew'n up a pot of real cajun gumbo pretty soon fore ya know it. Knock yer socks off kind of eat'n.

"Yo mama" did a pretty good job of clean'n woodwork yesterday. But dad gum it, she quit. Drink too much coffee an' beat her gums too much. I make good coffee an' I'm a good listener.
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Oh my god, grandaughter Rainee an' me is gonna brew up a Billy Bob Cherry Chocolate cake this afternoon. Will try to remember to take some pics before, during an' after. Ha Ha...."yo mama" is at Walmart pick'n up some much needed ingredients. No I didn't send her, she was go'n anyhows.
 


Friday, October 17, 2014

Tug boats...yeeee hawww, I love tug boats

"Holy Crap Billy Bob, do ya know what time it is"? There ain't nobody sleep that long. Well, it weren't really THAT long, but almost half the day is gone.....poooof, just like that.

Ya see, it's like this.....I was sit'n here watch'n that dad gum television last night an' there weren't nuttin on that I would ever in my life time watch. So's I flips on the computer. Read the late blogs, check out for any drama on Facebook....well I want you lookie here, over there on the right on the the Facebook page is some advertising ad thingys. There's my boats I been look'n at.

Well hell, lets look at boats for a while. I did a indepth study of them boats....that means I look at them for bout 4 or 5 hours....pictures an' stuff. A little "put together" research. "MY GOD, it's 4:30 in the morning".

I was measure stuff in "da house"....nope, that boat won't fit there. I have only one choice.

Ok, before we get too far along on this, let's talk bout what big is.
The first boat, the one I like a whole bunch, is 39 1/2 inch long an' 9 inch wide. That's a big boat. Ya got to remember my Mississippi River boat is 36 inch long....that's a big boat. But it don't look that big sit'n up there on the wall. A 39 1/2 inch boat sit'n under it wouldn't be that bad. If I had 39 1/2 inches. What I don't. I have 28 inches max at this point. But wait a minute, the old Billy Bob know how to modify stuff.

The second boat, the one I like a whole bunch, is 33 inch long an' only 6 inch wide. It's that 6 inch wide I don't like, even though the real tug boat had the same proportions. In other words, that's how wide it's supposed to be......six freak'n inches. Have ya ever turn a skinny boat over? Think'n canoe.

Now that third boat, the one I like a whole bunch, will fit perfectly over there under the Mississippi river boat with NO modifications to "Sally da house". But....that boat is not what I consider a tug boat. This is my third choice....down the road a piece.

So what is my #1 choice of tug boats? Each of the three have some things I don't like an' would have to git a little modification of some sort. I could do that with any of the three. But, to maintain the original "real" tug boat specifications....well you know what I'm talk'n bout, ya don't change nuttin.
The #1, Brooklyn Tug, is my first choice. That's the green one posted yesterday. This is the boat I want.

But, last night, I came *this* close to order'n the second one, the 33 inches Coastal Tug Lackawanna. But, this boat is also too long. And it's a second choice, not first choice.

So, here is what I'm gonna do. Move the passenger seat forward to gain some much needed inches. But still undecided over #1 an' #2. Shoot, there's another possibility I may just remove that seat an' throw it in the dumpster.

An attempt to not mention pain on my blog will be attempted. Shoot, that sentence don't make no sense. At this point I have made no decisions on what I'm gonna do. We'll just leave it at that until I DO make a decision. Advil is work'n pretty good. Well, kind of sorta.

Ok, "yo mama" showed up with her little bucket an' some clean'n stuff. I got to git slap out her way, she gonna clean woodwork. She's such a good girl.   


Thursday, October 16, 2014

Low pain levels an'....it's gone

He was a good doctor.....BUT!!!!

Again my legs have been knock slap out from under me. Get a shot, go home for 2 weeks to see if the shot was in the right place. Go back an' get another shot if'n the first didn't work. Another 2 weeks at home. Go back an' get another injection to kill the nerve when the correct nerves are located. He says 3 locations need assistance F3-F4, F4-F5 an' F5-S1. Now we up to close to a month just to stop the pains in my lower back. There is still another procedure to be performed after this to stop the pains in my hip. "How long will this last doc"??? Are ya ready for this.....six months an' possibly 8. In order for me to be somewhat pain free, this has to be done 2 times a year....up to 2 times in 16 months.
I will do some think'n on this. As of today, it will not be done.

That tooth is gone. X-ray was took,  girl said I have a abscess. Doc says....."let's pull it". He did. Weren't nuttin to it. I like doctors that do things my way.

Now, do you remember me tell'n ya bout Tylenol III??? How it relieved the pain in my back an' hip from a nasty 6 or 8 to a nice 3 or 4? Well, I don't like tak'n prescription pain relievers, so I took me up a couple Advils later that day. As an experiment, Advil is the only thing I'm tak'n for pain. And it works. Been bout 4 or 5 days since I've taken aspirin. Yesterday my back pains was right bout 2 to 3. What I'm wonder'n is if my body is immune to aspirin after tak'n it for so many years. Anyhows, my pain leves have dropped to a "bearable" pain for the last couple days. Got up straight again this morn'n. Tomorrow may tell a different story, but I'll enjoy today. 

I was gonna leave today's post at just what ya read above. But......here goes nuttin. I'm think'n that the old Billy Bob's excit'n an' adventurous life has come to a end. People do that ya know. I ain't talk'n bout dying or nuttin like that. I'm talk'n bout my blog writ'n, my travels, fish'n, camp'n....swak'n golf balls, stuff like that. It will never be the same as it was just a couple years ago.

When I see that younger than me lady in a walker all bended over an' this old feller hobbl'n along with his cane, I was think'n...."I ain't so bad off". I rekon that's part of grow'n up.....right?

Lately, some of the stuff I write on my blog, I don't even want to read it. All the humor is gone.....pooof, just like that. It's the same ol' thing every day....something is broke an' I hurt like hell. There ain't a damn thing of interest to read. I even don't want to read/hear/think bout my hobbies....especially when "I may build a beautiful remote control tug boat". Just thought I would throw that in there. I'm *this* close to placing a order.
Will it be this one.....
This one.......
Or maybe this one????


The actuator part has arrived after repair. Yeee hawwws, I'm soooo freak'n happy. My parking brake is gonna work again. But.....I have to climb my ass up under "da house" to install it. The ground is wet, so it won''t be today. Robert has decided he will go to the hunt'n camp, so he will be of no assistance. Dang I hate lay'n on the ground. After the part is installed, the hydraulic system needs to be flushed an' refilled, then inspect and readjust the parking brake shoes. A all day affair.   

Ok, I got a pot of chili to brew up. If'n I don't, the sausage an' burger meat will rot. I don't eat rotten food......YUK!!!