Holy crap....January 2012 is done for......gone, poooof....just like that. But, as many may suspect, it's money day at old Billy Bob's house. Can't rightly say that it's free money since I worked for so many years for this day to arrive, but it's money well deserved. One of my pet peeves is those the receive "free" money every month through SSI and other government programs. Now I ain't say'n that it's not deserved by "some", it's the freeloaders I'm talk'n bout. These are the ones that don't want to work and earn their own like the other 50%. These are the ones that get a headache and consider it a handicap.
Oh nevermind, this is go'n in the wrong direction.
Good morn'n to all ya. I could have said y'all, or ya'all or yoos guys, but I'm talk'n ALL ya. Funny how a simple statement like that can cause somebody to get their underdrawers all wad'ed up in a little bunch and cause a "north/south", "state/state" division. Ponder on that if you will.
Started up the motor on "da house" again this morn'n.....dash air cranked to super cold. Gonna find that leak I betcha. That is if'n that fluorescent yeller dye will make it's presence known. Went out there last night after dark and shined that little UV light all over the place. Didn't see a thing. The only place what showed up as a leak was on the front of "da house" wheres I blowed that crap all over the place.
Here in a bit, I gonna change that thermostat what is tell'n my front rooftop a/c to come on when it ain't supposed to. The one on the back a/c thermostat is the same as the front. After the change, if the back a/c comes on when it ain't supposed to, then I'll know for 100% sure the thermostat is "bit the dust". That's when I'll go to the high dollar RV parts store and buy me up a brand spank'n new one.
Ok....got things to do. Plans to make. Day dream a bit.
2:30pm....or something like that.
That's bout it for the day dream'n part. Didn't happen. Got all tangled up in the think'n part.
Changed....oh wait, put the back thermostat on the front a/c and walla....it' work fine. Other one lay'n on the counter. Wonder how long it gonna take me to put it on the back a/c? Procrastinate ya know.....or something like that.
Oh, before I forget, that AGM deep cycle wheelchair battery is comm'n along just fine. Gonna make that "bubba boat" run all day long a hunnert mile a hour. When I got up this morning the voltage was up to 12.23 volts. Rain done zapped my battery charger so I dried it out with the exhaust pipe of the "da house" motor. Haa, worked just fine. Now all I got to do is put the charger back together again.....probable today, but don't bet your whole paycheck on it.
Fount me a nice comfortable place to sit out on "da porch" with a cup of coffee and got to think'n.....adjust the driveshaft angle on "that jeep". Now I ain't talk'n no easy task here. Ya got to take a bunch of stuff apart and not move anything, nuttin....don't even breath on it, or "that jeep" gonna be go'n down the road sideways. Well, I sit's there think'n this thing out, just to be on the cautious side so the damn thing don't fall on me....go to the hospital and all that stuff. Got everything all blocked and did exactly what I say I was gonna do. Driveshaft is adjusted straight as a arrow. And no injuries.
Ok, now what the hell am I gonna do? That what I said when I got back to "da porch" for another break. I got me a list in my head, but most of it is nonsense. Change oil in "da house", change oil in the Onan generator, change the air filter for the hunnert horsepower motor in "da house" (actually I think it closer to 3 hunnert horsepower). Dang, I get all that done I can hit the road. Maybe go catch me up some fish.
For a decrepit 70 year old man, I figger I had me another pretty good day, climb'n up under "that jeep" an' fix'n stuff. What ya think???
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Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Monday, January 30, 2012
Personalities...
I been want'n to touch on this subject for a long time. It can go a bunch of different ways 'cause I probably ain't gonna go in a straight line.
In fact, I'm gonna start way over here in the 'first impression' corner. What do ya see the first time ya look at somebody? This first impression can be deceiving ya know. So deceiving that you may have lost your only chance of a life long friendship.....or relationship.....or companionship.....or partner in crime. Open the cover. Take a close look. Read the person. Learn who he/she is before you make your judgement.
Back a few year ago, I operated under the 'three personality rule'. Some may call it schizophrenic (thank ya spell checker), but that ain't the case. Everything depended on circumstances and surroundings as to who I were gonna be at any given time. The first was just plain ol' "Bill". He was the sane one. This is the guy you could get a serious answer to any question you may ask. He's the guy what kept the bank account straight. Did the grocery shop'n, kept the car run'n with fresh gasoline and regular maintenance. He didn't talk like a scholar nor did he have a college education with high fluttin words. Just an every day easy to get along with feller.
And then there was Barnacle Bill, acquiring his name by the rudeness and crudeness of a seasoned hi seas boat captain/pirate. Billy Bob is the reincarnate of his predecessor Barnacle. In many ways, Barnacle was the ideal personality to get along with in all walks of life. He was the master of conversation at any level....other than "serious". When in doubt, he simply called on 'Bill' to ease the strains of think'n in a serious manner or an intellectual conversation with the upper class look down yer nose snobs. Barnacle Bill was a thinker, do'er, fix 'er upper....all around hands on kind a guy.
Now we come to "the popster". This is the guy no one messed with unless they was hanker'n for a fight. The popster was the guy that just didn't give a fly'n flip bout nuttin. He spoke his peace....or piece, and when he was finished speak'n, ya knowed you met "the popster". Some considered him as a cranky old bastard. He was ornery, making outrageous observations ending with wav'n arms and babbling words flow'n from his lips. He was the number one in settl'n any disagreements, or any circumstances beyond control, that may arise at any given time.
In time, two of these wonderful personalities have withered away into a deep sleep. Bill just sits over there in a rock'n chair stare'n out the window. The popster is packed away back there in a closet somewheres, not to be seen or heard from in ages. But old Billy Bob is alive and carry'n on the tradition and responsibilities of the three, what was once a great team.
Ok, enough ramb'n and babbl'n bout past history. This is today. Now what the hell I gonna do? Got a couple projects started yesterday. One being that wheelchair battery for the "bubba boat". The damn thing ain't tak'n a charge like it should......what brings me to the question, is the two battery chargers on their last leg or is the battery already dead? Then I got this dash air in "da house" to work on. Find'n a refrigerant leak ain't an easy task ya know. Takes time and the right equipment. I Got both.
Ok....off to see the wizard.
2:30pm.....
Holy crap Billy Bob, you been one busy dude. Changed the serpentine belt and that hose thingy I was talk'n bout on "that jeep". Tops off the antifreeze and call "that jeep" a done deal. Then I breaks out my auto air cond. gauge set. Looks at it and says, "how the hell ya gonna get the UV dye into the system". Something is missing. I can pour it into one the hoses and use a new can of refrig to push it in the system. Nope, can't do that neither. Need a different kind of can tapper. Off to the parts house to spend more $$$$....dang. What I did. Ok, put the dye in the little container, hook the hoses to it and tap a can. Sounds simply huh. Took me 15 minutes, half a can of WD-40 and half a roll of paper towels to get that damn dye off the front of "da house". It was everywheres. Pretty florescent yeller dye with a white background. Now I have 2 cans of refrigerant in the system along with the dye. Engine run'n and set to super cold. Anywheres it leaks out is gonna show up under the UV black light....along with special UV goggles.
That's bout it folks. I can call this another good day.
In fact, I'm gonna start way over here in the 'first impression' corner. What do ya see the first time ya look at somebody? This first impression can be deceiving ya know. So deceiving that you may have lost your only chance of a life long friendship.....or relationship.....or companionship.....or partner in crime. Open the cover. Take a close look. Read the person. Learn who he/she is before you make your judgement.
Back a few year ago, I operated under the 'three personality rule'. Some may call it schizophrenic (thank ya spell checker), but that ain't the case. Everything depended on circumstances and surroundings as to who I were gonna be at any given time. The first was just plain ol' "Bill". He was the sane one. This is the guy you could get a serious answer to any question you may ask. He's the guy what kept the bank account straight. Did the grocery shop'n, kept the car run'n with fresh gasoline and regular maintenance. He didn't talk like a scholar nor did he have a college education with high fluttin words. Just an every day easy to get along with feller.
And then there was Barnacle Bill, acquiring his name by the rudeness and crudeness of a seasoned hi seas boat captain/pirate. Billy Bob is the reincarnate of his predecessor Barnacle. In many ways, Barnacle was the ideal personality to get along with in all walks of life. He was the master of conversation at any level....other than "serious". When in doubt, he simply called on 'Bill' to ease the strains of think'n in a serious manner or an intellectual conversation with the upper class look down yer nose snobs. Barnacle Bill was a thinker, do'er, fix 'er upper....all around hands on kind a guy.
Now we come to "the popster". This is the guy no one messed with unless they was hanker'n for a fight. The popster was the guy that just didn't give a fly'n flip bout nuttin. He spoke his peace....or piece, and when he was finished speak'n, ya knowed you met "the popster". Some considered him as a cranky old bastard. He was ornery, making outrageous observations ending with wav'n arms and babbling words flow'n from his lips. He was the number one in settl'n any disagreements, or any circumstances beyond control, that may arise at any given time.
In time, two of these wonderful personalities have withered away into a deep sleep. Bill just sits over there in a rock'n chair stare'n out the window. The popster is packed away back there in a closet somewheres, not to be seen or heard from in ages. But old Billy Bob is alive and carry'n on the tradition and responsibilities of the three, what was once a great team.
Ok, enough ramb'n and babbl'n bout past history. This is today. Now what the hell I gonna do? Got a couple projects started yesterday. One being that wheelchair battery for the "bubba boat". The damn thing ain't tak'n a charge like it should......what brings me to the question, is the two battery chargers on their last leg or is the battery already dead? Then I got this dash air in "da house" to work on. Find'n a refrigerant leak ain't an easy task ya know. Takes time and the right equipment. I Got both.
Ok....off to see the wizard.
2:30pm.....
Holy crap Billy Bob, you been one busy dude. Changed the serpentine belt and that hose thingy I was talk'n bout on "that jeep". Tops off the antifreeze and call "that jeep" a done deal. Then I breaks out my auto air cond. gauge set. Looks at it and says, "how the hell ya gonna get the UV dye into the system". Something is missing. I can pour it into one the hoses and use a new can of refrig to push it in the system. Nope, can't do that neither. Need a different kind of can tapper. Off to the parts house to spend more $$$$....dang. What I did. Ok, put the dye in the little container, hook the hoses to it and tap a can. Sounds simply huh. Took me 15 minutes, half a can of WD-40 and half a roll of paper towels to get that damn dye off the front of "da house". It was everywheres. Pretty florescent yeller dye with a white background. Now I have 2 cans of refrigerant in the system along with the dye. Engine run'n and set to super cold. Anywheres it leaks out is gonna show up under the UV black light....along with special UV goggles.
That's bout it folks. I can call this another good day.
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Work on Sunday????
Sunday, Sunday....what does a person do on Sunday? I know what I usually do, but what do you do?
It was a bit chilly again this morn'n and only up to 60 degs at 10:30. Does this mean old Billy Bob is gonna sit inside all day long and "do nuttin"? It could exactly mean that, but that ain't what I got planned. Ya see, nephew Joseph came in from the oil fields last night, so I gonna attempt to con him into work'n on "that jeep". That means I got to put on some shoes and go downtown for more parts. Yeah, it's a $5000 Jeep now with all the repairs I've had to do, and I don't think it's gonna end there.
I been think'n it's get'n time to hit the road again to another camp site. I ain't talk'n bout a long trip off to somewheres I ain't never been afore, but just up the road a piece.....bout 30 mile. Park'n "Sally da house" that close to the water is my only concern. What if the tide comes in and "da house" sink bout a foot or so? Then I really be in trouble. But first things first. Fix "that jeep", fix the dash air in "da house" and get my back feel'n better. Oh yeah, and fix that damn A/C what comes on when it's turn off. Ain't never see such a thing like that after 30 years of servicing air conditioners an' stuff like that. "Psssssst Billy Bob....replace the thermostat".
Ok.....off to town. See ya laters.....
5pm.....
I rekon I can call today another good day. Went off to town to the parts house.....they didn't have all my parts. Went to 2 more, 8 and 28 miles apart.....they was closed. Went to another one, got the seal. Went to another one, got the thermostat hose housing (????) thingy to fix the water leak. Installed the seal and drained an' refilled the transfer case. Went by "other" BIL and pick up the black light and dye to find the leak on the "da house" dash air. He gived me a wheelchair battery, 12 volts....35 amp hour for my "bubba boat". But the damn thing ain't tak'n no charge....Grrrrrrrrr.
Yes, it's been a good day....."Hey, I'm hungry....when supper gonna be ready".
It was a bit chilly again this morn'n and only up to 60 degs at 10:30. Does this mean old Billy Bob is gonna sit inside all day long and "do nuttin"? It could exactly mean that, but that ain't what I got planned. Ya see, nephew Joseph came in from the oil fields last night, so I gonna attempt to con him into work'n on "that jeep". That means I got to put on some shoes and go downtown for more parts. Yeah, it's a $5000 Jeep now with all the repairs I've had to do, and I don't think it's gonna end there.
I been think'n it's get'n time to hit the road again to another camp site. I ain't talk'n bout a long trip off to somewheres I ain't never been afore, but just up the road a piece.....bout 30 mile. Park'n "Sally da house" that close to the water is my only concern. What if the tide comes in and "da house" sink bout a foot or so? Then I really be in trouble. But first things first. Fix "that jeep", fix the dash air in "da house" and get my back feel'n better. Oh yeah, and fix that damn A/C what comes on when it's turn off. Ain't never see such a thing like that after 30 years of servicing air conditioners an' stuff like that. "Psssssst Billy Bob....replace the thermostat".
Ok.....off to town. See ya laters.....
5pm.....
I rekon I can call today another good day. Went off to town to the parts house.....they didn't have all my parts. Went to 2 more, 8 and 28 miles apart.....they was closed. Went to another one, got the seal. Went to another one, got the thermostat hose housing (????) thingy to fix the water leak. Installed the seal and drained an' refilled the transfer case. Went by "other" BIL and pick up the black light and dye to find the leak on the "da house" dash air. He gived me a wheelchair battery, 12 volts....35 amp hour for my "bubba boat". But the damn thing ain't tak'n no charge....Grrrrrrrrr.
Yes, it's been a good day....."Hey, I'm hungry....when supper gonna be ready".
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Short on time
Boy howdy, I do so much work in the morn'n that I run out of time in the afternoon. Drink'n coffee, read'n blogs and the news is hard work ya know.
I'm gonna consider today a good day. Crawl up under "that jeep" and change the U-joint. Didn't change the rear seal 'cause I ain't got one. And there is two different ones depending on which transfer case I have. So I took a pic of it. No silly, not a pic of the transfer case, but the little tag thingy and the seal. It only takes 10 minutes to pull the drive shaft, so I ain't gonna worry bout wast'n time pull'n it again.
Ok....now what ya want to do???
I'm gonna consider today a good day. Crawl up under "that jeep" and change the U-joint. Didn't change the rear seal 'cause I ain't got one. And there is two different ones depending on which transfer case I have. So I took a pic of it. No silly, not a pic of the transfer case, but the little tag thingy and the seal. It only takes 10 minutes to pull the drive shaft, so I ain't gonna worry bout wast'n time pull'n it again.
Ok....now what ya want to do???
Friday, January 27, 2012
Hog wash....
Sometimes I get my days mixed up, but don't everybody? Here I was think'n today was Saturday, not that it matters what day it is, I ain't got to go to work nohows.
Holy crap!!! I got me some change invested in the stock market and yesterday my portfolio spranged a leak. Money was pour'n out it like water. Watch'n the news, I noticed there was another "speech" in Washington. Hmmmmmm, could this have something to do with the leak? Somebody needs to just "shut up". This is cost'n me money.
My new diet is working. I've been on this new diet for 3 weeks now and have gained a pound. Ya see, diets ain't just for los'n weight, but also for gain'n weight. Oh, did you know that chicharones are a good laxative?
"I tole you Billy Bob, don't go on the roof". I was up there for bout 10 minutes.....what can go wrong with climb'n on the roof? Well, you could fall off ya know, but apparently that didn't happen.....thank God for balance and a sound mind. "It's the ladder Billy Bob, stay off the damn ladder". Anyhows, before I changed my TV antenna I had 11 channels. Of which 3 were Mexican channels. Now I have 16 channels. Of which 6 are Mexican channels. Now that's what I'm talk'n bout. Yee Haa!!!
How bout some cajun music to start out the day? Holy cows, turn that thing down. Sit'n here rock'n an' shak'n the winders with that big ol' bass speaker thingy. If'n I was sit'n in a rv park, I would have an irate neighbor that for sure. Some people just don't appreciate good music.
Speak'n of Cajun, when was the last time ya visited New Orleans? I ain't talk'n bout New Orleans proper, but the French Quarter. Been quite a while since I been there. Back in 2004 I think it was. Not that I lost anything there, but I sure would like to go back for another visit. Buy me one them Hover Round thingys so's I don't have to walk......"Git out the way, here come Billy Bob". Yeah, that would work. A hunnert mile a hour in a Hover Round. (Think bout it.....Billy Bob is dangerous on a bicycle)
Was a mite chilly this morn'n.....38 degs. Sun is out. Not a cloud in the sky. Be a good day to go somewheres, but damn, I still got to crawl up under "that jeep".....or not. Maybe I'll change clothes and go see if Barney the OFM is home.
LOL, funny thing just happen. I were talk'n bout my diet to gain weight and I just received a email (spam) for a weight loss diet. What the hell, is somebody read'n my posts before I post them???
4pm.....
Weren't 5 minutes after I made my blog post....the phone rang. It were Barney an' he was say'n "yeah I'm home.....hurry, I'm hungry.....fish is bite'n everywhere....we can go for a ride....do some walk'n....yeah come on.....I'm home, yeah I'm home....c..c..cooooome oooooon". We had a wonderful dinner at the Jalisco's Mexican Restaurant right there in Rockport. I ate too much as usual, like I always do when I sit down to Mexican food. Love the stuff....what ever it is. I'm wait'n for someone to open up a Chinese Mexican all you can eat buffet. Yum boy howdy I mean to tell ya. Then we went fish'n. Did I mention the wind was blow'n a hunnert mile a hour? Well, it were, I swear.....take my word for it. Then we went for a ride. Seem like half way to Galveston, but Barney assured me it was only 7 miles. Yeah, the wind was blow'n there too. I fount me a nice little bench to sit down on and watch seasoned fishermen try'n to catch fish in the wind. Remind me of the time me and Barney went fish'n in the wind....only an hour earlier. Like spit'n in da wind ya know.
Now I'm back at "da house". Got to lay down....NOW!!!!
Holy crap!!! I got me some change invested in the stock market and yesterday my portfolio spranged a leak. Money was pour'n out it like water. Watch'n the news, I noticed there was another "speech" in Washington. Hmmmmmm, could this have something to do with the leak? Somebody needs to just "shut up". This is cost'n me money.
My new diet is working. I've been on this new diet for 3 weeks now and have gained a pound. Ya see, diets ain't just for los'n weight, but also for gain'n weight. Oh, did you know that chicharones are a good laxative?
"I tole you Billy Bob, don't go on the roof". I was up there for bout 10 minutes.....what can go wrong with climb'n on the roof? Well, you could fall off ya know, but apparently that didn't happen.....thank God for balance and a sound mind. "It's the ladder Billy Bob, stay off the damn ladder". Anyhows, before I changed my TV antenna I had 11 channels. Of which 3 were Mexican channels. Now I have 16 channels. Of which 6 are Mexican channels. Now that's what I'm talk'n bout. Yee Haa!!!
How bout some cajun music to start out the day? Holy cows, turn that thing down. Sit'n here rock'n an' shak'n the winders with that big ol' bass speaker thingy. If'n I was sit'n in a rv park, I would have an irate neighbor that for sure. Some people just don't appreciate good music.
Speak'n of Cajun, when was the last time ya visited New Orleans? I ain't talk'n bout New Orleans proper, but the French Quarter. Been quite a while since I been there. Back in 2004 I think it was. Not that I lost anything there, but I sure would like to go back for another visit. Buy me one them Hover Round thingys so's I don't have to walk......"Git out the way, here come Billy Bob". Yeah, that would work. A hunnert mile a hour in a Hover Round. (Think bout it.....Billy Bob is dangerous on a bicycle)
Was a mite chilly this morn'n.....38 degs. Sun is out. Not a cloud in the sky. Be a good day to go somewheres, but damn, I still got to crawl up under "that jeep".....or not. Maybe I'll change clothes and go see if Barney the OFM is home.
LOL, funny thing just happen. I were talk'n bout my diet to gain weight and I just received a email (spam) for a weight loss diet. What the hell, is somebody read'n my posts before I post them???
4pm.....
Weren't 5 minutes after I made my blog post....the phone rang. It were Barney an' he was say'n "yeah I'm home.....hurry, I'm hungry.....fish is bite'n everywhere....we can go for a ride....do some walk'n....yeah come on.....I'm home, yeah I'm home....c..c..cooooome oooooon". We had a wonderful dinner at the Jalisco's Mexican Restaurant right there in Rockport. I ate too much as usual, like I always do when I sit down to Mexican food. Love the stuff....what ever it is. I'm wait'n for someone to open up a Chinese Mexican all you can eat buffet. Yum boy howdy I mean to tell ya. Then we went fish'n. Did I mention the wind was blow'n a hunnert mile a hour? Well, it were, I swear.....take my word for it. Then we went for a ride. Seem like half way to Galveston, but Barney assured me it was only 7 miles. Yeah, the wind was blow'n there too. I fount me a nice little bench to sit down on and watch seasoned fishermen try'n to catch fish in the wind. Remind me of the time me and Barney went fish'n in the wind....only an hour earlier. Like spit'n in da wind ya know.
Now I'm back at "da house". Got to lay down....NOW!!!!
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Look'n up.....
Boy howdy, things are look'n up this morning. Woke up all bushy tail after my first good nights sleep in bout a week. Made it to the coffee pot straight as a board instead of all bend over an' stagger'n. Yup, my back is better today. That's good news.
Speak'n of good news, did any of ya see where Arizona Gov Jan sticked her finger in Mohammad Ali Obama's face. Now that was funny....from my prospective anyhows. But wait.....I don't talk no politics on my blog. Just stuff I find funny. Now had she stuck her finger in my face.....hmmmmm, broke finger? I'm think'n Obama had the same thoughts. I'm sure she's really on his poo poo list now.
Anyhows, the old Billy Bob is gonna try a new outlook on "the rest of my life". I've let myself be influenced by others and by what others think of me for too many years. That's not living your own life, it's living your life through the eyes of others. Just in this last year I let myself be influenced into do'n things I really didn't want to do. So maybe this year I'll be the old Billy Bob ya used to know from 2 years ago. I'll still be open to suggestions and welcome each and every one of 'em. But......"this is my life". If I feel like complain'n bout something, I'm gonna complain. If I feel like talk'n bout something what don't interest ya, I'm gonna talk bout it. If I decide to go to Alaska in the dead of winter, that what I gonna do. Of course you gonna hear me complain bout it.
Open my UPS delivery package. My God, why so much packaging? The empty boxes weigh as much as the merchandise.
Won't be no more dead batteries in "da house" no more.
Since it has warmed up a bit outside and my back feels better, I think I'll climb up on the roof and change my TV antenna. May even crawl up under "that jeep" to change out a U-joint what is vibrat'n. Although, first I need to go downtown and pick up a rear transfer case seal what is leak'n. Not a whole lot of sense of pull'n the drive shaft two times.
Ok....I'm off to the roof.
Speak'n of good news, did any of ya see where Arizona Gov Jan sticked her finger in Mohammad Ali Obama's face. Now that was funny....from my prospective anyhows. But wait.....I don't talk no politics on my blog. Just stuff I find funny. Now had she stuck her finger in my face.....hmmmmm, broke finger? I'm think'n Obama had the same thoughts. I'm sure she's really on his poo poo list now.
Anyhows, the old Billy Bob is gonna try a new outlook on "the rest of my life". I've let myself be influenced by others and by what others think of me for too many years. That's not living your own life, it's living your life through the eyes of others. Just in this last year I let myself be influenced into do'n things I really didn't want to do. So maybe this year I'll be the old Billy Bob ya used to know from 2 years ago. I'll still be open to suggestions and welcome each and every one of 'em. But......"this is my life". If I feel like complain'n bout something, I'm gonna complain. If I feel like talk'n bout something what don't interest ya, I'm gonna talk bout it. If I decide to go to Alaska in the dead of winter, that what I gonna do. Of course you gonna hear me complain bout it.
Open my UPS delivery package. My God, why so much packaging? The empty boxes weigh as much as the merchandise.
Since it has warmed up a bit outside and my back feels better, I think I'll climb up on the roof and change my TV antenna. May even crawl up under "that jeep" to change out a U-joint what is vibrat'n. Although, first I need to go downtown and pick up a rear transfer case seal what is leak'n. Not a whole lot of sense of pull'n the drive shaft two times.
Ok....I'm off to the roof.
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Back'n down
"Alice"
2001
Not that it matters, but I really feel like crap again today. Ya see, I went off to Walmart and HEB yesterday with my big ol' shop'n list. While I was in Walmart, my back gave slap out on me. And I weren't even half way through my shop'n list. There weren't no place to sit down, so I headed to the closest check out....us'n that shop'n cart like a walker. But I still had 2 more stops to make before go'n to "da house". The most important was the HEB grocery store for my donuts and chicherones. Then I had to carry fortyeleven bags in "da house". I was finished, done, kapoot for the rest of the day. So for supper last night I prepared a plate full of donuts and chicherones, topped off with a quart of milk. Damn I were thirsty. Belly rumbled all night long.
Well, today my back ain't no better. Although I have been able to move around a little better than yesterday. And then, after I put the trash bag out in the yard, here come that damn goat an' bite a big hole right in the side of it. Trash all over the ground.....damn goat.
UPS come by and visited for a minute this afternoon. Brung me a brand spank'n new TV antenna. Said tomorrow he would drop back by with a brand spank'n new battery charger for me. Nice guy huh???
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