Old "Pesky"

Boy howdy, I were sit'n here sip'n up a cup an' "pesky neighbor" Wayne give me a call. Had us a great BS cession talk'n bout weeds in my yard, Sadie Mae and the ducks, golf ball swak'n....all kind of stuff.

Wayne is do'n pretty dern good for all he been through in the last 2 years. For the new followers what don't know bout "pesky neighbor" Wayne, he was my neighbor, live right next door, when I was home based in Deming, NM. We were good friends. Sit on "da porch" every day sip'n a cup an' tell'n stories. Travel all over the place swak'n golf balls. He got his name "pesky neighbor" from his antics of visiting the old Billy Bob no less than 5 times a day. Take the dogs for golf cart rides.

Anyhows, Wayne is all excitis bout me headed that way for a visit. Gonna park in my old space so's he don't have far to walk to pester me like he did for bout 6 years. He's walk'n all over the RV park....without the assistance of his 4x4 walker. Still has the golf cart, but said I gonna have to do some maintenance on it when I get there. We gonna hit the golf course first thing....swak some golf balls. He says he can hit one bout 25 yards. Says he "I cain't hold on to the club". I says "duct tape". That gonna be a long game I betcha. But as long as he is with me is all what matters.

I didn't tell ya bout that old hound dog did I? Ya see, it were like this....the neighbors hound dog ambled up to the twins birthday party. Just stop by to see what go'n on with all them people outside in the yard. Then he spy that cat, what was mind'n it's own business in the shade of a tree. All hell break loose....hound dog gonna git that cat. If'n ya ain't never hear a hound dog, it a sound you ain't never gonna forget. They don't bark ya know, just make this God awful WOOOOOOOOOOOO sound....over and over. Since it were my daughters cat and nobody gived a hoot if'n that old hound dog kill it or not, the old Billy Bob grab holt that hound dog. That when more hell break loose. That damn old hound dog drag me all over the back yard. I says, "I need some relief here". But ain't nobody help the old Billy Bob. That dog knock me slap to the ground before I let him loose. He hurt me.....bastard dog. But by this time, that cat had fount him a safe haven. I get'n too old to be latch'n on to a big ol' hound dog. In my younger day, I would of throwed that dog in the woods.

I spent yesterday on the couch lay'n back tak'n it easy.....look'n on the internet at 'lectric motors for the "Billy Bike".  I get'n pretty good at that here lately....lay'n back tak'n it easy.....internet research. Rekon I be need'n me another project. What ya think?

I sure been enjoy'n my stay here in Ga. Even if I ain't went camp'n and catched me no fish. Been a while since I been comfortable stay'n in one place this long. Gonna kind of hate when I leave. But I have great expectations for my trip to Deming and all over Texas this fall an' winter. Be meet'n up with the OFM Barney somewheres down the road a piece. We both had decided to spend some time at Falcon lake again this year, so we gonna be hav'n us some fun, riding bikes and catch'n up big ol' bass fishes. Or as Barney would say...."having toooo much fun".

Ok....got things to do....see ya.

Hot damn, birthday parties are fun

Yesterdays birthday party was a success. Well it was for the birthday kids an' young folk anyhows. Holy crap, I ain't see so many people in one place in a hunnert year.

This is the birthday girl Rainee....such a cutie.










This handsome little feller is Cooper, the birthday boy, yup, he one handsome dude.

The mother of these gorgeous granyoung'uns, my oldest daughter Doris Lynn....her purty too....huh?

She got them good looks from this old feller........

What more could ya ask for at a birthday party? It were a ton 'o fun day an' I even met some "lookers", church go'n folks and one little girl (bout 18 or so) what look like a redneck hooker (not related)....or something like that. But that ain't the one I got my eye on. I gots to have one what know how to cook, wash winders, sweep an' mop, take the trash out an' fix me a sammich...you know what I'm talk'n bout. Hee hee....here come the Billy Bob. You really don't think I'm serious, do ya???

Yesterday morn'n I took me a bike ride down the street a piece. "You go'n too far Billy Bob, ya gotta peddle this sucker back home ya know". Had to stop a couple time on the way back 'cause my legs was wore slap out.....ain't go'n no further. By the time I got back to "da house", I were in pain, tak'n big ol' deep breaths, heart go'n a hunnert mile a hour......damn, bike ride'n sucks. Gonna have to do me some think'n bout this situation. The way I see it, if'n I take a little ride every day, after bout a hunnert mile or so, my legs gonna be just fine.
"psssst Billy Bob....electric motor".

Speak'n of that bike carrier and those think'n the old Billy Bob didn't take into consideration how low "Billy Bike" is gonna hang, fear not, it plenty high enough. Well, maybe I might raise it up just a smidgen (couple inches) to appease concerning minds. 

Run'n out of stuff to do

I been sit'n here all morn'n think'n bout what I'm gonna do next. With all the modifications done to "that bike" ("Billy Bike") and it hang'n on that modified car carrier, I ain't got nuttin to do. I swear....my life is get'n to be a total bore.

I did find something to do yesterday, although I ain't finished it yet. I got stuff lay'n all over the floor. I started pick'n up tools an' stuff, put'n them away, sort'n out nuts an' bolts, screws, electric stuff....etc, etc. Boy howdy, I gifted my son Robert with bout a hunnert dollar worth of stuff I'll never use in a lifetime. Who ever hear of a retired old man with 2 25 foots tape measures? Oh by the way, I bought me up a brand spank'n new 16 foots tape measure the other day. Now I own two. Why do men have to have 2 of everything? I got 2 hacksaws......why???? I got 4 hammers....why??? I got a hunnert screwdrivers. 2 or 3 sets of sockets. I got a impact wrench what ain't been use in years. "Damn Billy Bob, get rid some that stuff". I got stuff I ain't never gonna use.....sheesh!!!!

I got a generator what I need to get rid of. But I don't want to give it to somebody who don't need it. Been tote'n it around for 3 year. It needs to go.

I ain't all excited bout go'n to no birthday party this afternoon. Ya see, my used to be favorite bro in law is gonna be there and the old Billy Bob is piss off at him. Ain't gonna go into no details, but there maybe could be a fist to cuff in my future.Well maybe it won't come to that, but he gonna hear what Billy Bob got to say. Or I could just "suck a egg", ignore him and tolerate his presense. Either way, I ain't gonna be happy.

Maybe I go take a bike ride. Yeah, I think I will.

Happy birthday

Boy howdy, do the mind work in mysterious ways. Ya see, I were think'n bout if'n I should feel guilty or not when I push that publish button to post a new blog.  Ain't always what people want to hear and read about, or I offend somebody with all my nonsense. But should I feel guilty that I may lose a follower....God forbid that ever happen.

Ok, got "that bicycle" all modified just like I want it. Adjusted everthing to fit my old decrepit body. Gears shift smoothly, brakes work....it good to go. Took it for a little spin down the driveway an' back. I'm think'n it gonna be a good bicycle. Now it has got to have a name, just like "that jeep", "Sally da house" "Gracie" my 3 wood and "Sadie Mae". I'm open to suggestions, but be nice...Ok?

The bike carrier has been modified just like I said I were gonna do. Little hacksaw cut'n here an' there, swak'n with a big ol' hammer, a few extra nuts an' bolts....it good to go. "You da man Billy Bob". Did a test run on load'n "that bicycle" on the carrier. Shoot, that a piece of cake.

Got a big birthday party to go to tomorrow afternoon for the grandtwins Rainee an' Cooper. They gonna be 5 year old. Now the old Billy Bob ain't much for birthday parties an' stuff like that, but there gonna be a bunch of free food. Mexican food. Tortillas. Cake an' ice cream. Yum yum eat'em up. And I knows the cook real well.

Ok....got things to do.....may be back later with pics an' more nonsense. Damn it's hot out there.

 

Modifications

Have ya ever notice, like Trouble did at the doctors office, that if'n ya don't do things their way, ya ain't gonna get no service. With that said, this post could very easily turn into a political post. Know what I mean???

Anyhows, for those what are using Firefox, do you notice get'n a blank page what never loads when ya click on a blog? Well I do, and I've posted bout it before. Lately I've noticed Google is put'n a message up (little pop up thingy) what says Blogger ain't gonna work right on Firefox. So what's the deal with that??? Sounds like ya gotta use Google Chrome or ya ain't gonna get no service (see the doctor).

Ok...."what ya gonna do with that bicycle sit'n out there in the yard Billy Bob"??? Well shoot, I'm gonna modify that sucker, that what I'm gonna do. Take the fenders and that carrier thingy slap off. I been already look'n at 'lectric motor kits to put on it......go a hunnert mile a hour. Update on motor kits......damn, forget that.....$$$$$$.

The bike carrier thingy what fits into the receiver on the back "that jeep" will also be modified by Billy Bob & Company. I gonna make that sucker lay down, with the bike on it, so's I can open the lid of "that jeep" to get "bubba boat" an' accessories out. Also make it easier to load the bicycle. Roberts off to the hardware store pick'n up a heavy duty hinge. Will post pics later....onest I get it all figger out.

Now why the hell is the old Billy Bob don't feel'n good again? I were on a roll for a week of "piss an' vinigar" and yesterday's 4 hours shop'n trip wored me slap out. Got all winded and couldn't breath worth a crap. This morn'n I'm bout half ways to step'n off into my grave. Well, maybe I don't feel that bad. I could go out and swak some golf balls if'n wanted to....never give it a second thought.

Oh, did I mention I wreck that bicycle in K-Mart yesterday? Ya see, it were like this, I was riding down one the asiles and this lady pull out in front me with one them electric handicap cart thingys. To avoid a serious collision, I crash into some big ol' boxes full of expensive merchandise. I swear I had the right of way and she probly ran a stop sign to boot. Bicycles just ain't safe any more. Ain't got nuttin to do with age, so don't even go there.

Ok....got things to do. Laters.

Boy howdy it were hot out there.....101 degs.

Next photo will be "that bicycle", what ain't got no name yet, on the back of "that jeep", what do have a name...POS.

I ain't skeered no stink'n bike

See, I tole you.....

Wild hair

Have ya ever got a wild hair an' say ya gonna do something before ya give that wild hair some serious think'n?

For a few days I been think'n I need to go out an' buy me a new boat.  I got me this wild hair of a great big ol' 4 man raft....bout the size a US Navy aircraft carrier. 

I ain't say'n I ain't gonna go head and buy one, but when ya do some think'n bout it, that when ya realize it ain't a intelligent decision. For a bunch of reasons. First, where the hell I gonna put a big ol' boat when I ain't got hardly enough room for the little "bubba boat"? Then it gonna weigh twice as much as do the "bubba boat". Then I gonna have to buy me another motor with twice the horsepower what I got now. And a bigger and heavier battery. I'm think'n I probly aughter just pluck this wild hair out my head an' give the "bubba boat" a big ol' hug. What ya think???

Now let's talk bout that other wild hair, a bicycle. Yeah, the old Billy Bob surely could use some bicycle peddling exercise. Ok, now let's do some think'n bout that. "Where the hell ya gonna put a big ol' 26 inches bicycle Billy Bob"? Well shoot, I gonna put it on the back of "that jeep", that's where. That takes a special bike carrier what folds down to gain access to the "bubba boat" and associated gear what is in the back. Well I fount what I'm think'n is a purty darn nice bicycle for an old fart like me. It's kind of big, but I'm think'n I'll grow into it in no time flat.

Schwinn Riverside

I sit on that sucker and it feel good, light and comfortable....feet reach to the floor. Ain't gonna fall over like I do on them mountain bikes. I took off down the aisle and the nice man stop me an' says..."Whoa there cowboy, you can't ride no bicycle in K-Mart". Ok, so here's the deal. How I gonna put a hunnert horsepower 'lectric motor on that sucker? Bet ya Billy Bob figger it out.

Home alone today. Robert an' grandson Tim took off on a job way early this morn'n. "Now what ya gonna do Billy Bob"?

For Dizzy....