Holy crap, why didn't somebody tell me it's December? That means that if'n I was on a schedule, I would be late for supper.
I been roll'n it around in my mind about the next 4 years under the Obama administration. Ok, this is political....but it really ain't. I'm think'n more along the lines of the millions of people out of work. Not able to feed their families a real meal. You know...fried chicken, mash taters, corn of the cob, fresh baked bread, peach cobbler....fresh squeezed milk, stuff like that. People stand'n on a corner panhandling. Little children barefooted. It's already like that in some parts of the country, but blinded eyes don't see it. If there was ever a time that America needed a optometrist, it's now. We in deep trouble folks.
How will the coming days affect the old Billy Bob? Consider'n what time I have left, not much. I already did my work thingy, so a job ain't no concern. Ya know that jobs ain't gonna return in the near foreseeable future. I don't need no perfect credit score 'cause I ain't got nuttin I need to buy on time. Cash baby....cash. I'll eat every day...as long as there's a Walmart close by and the food holds out. Just can't picture grocery stores run'n out of food.....other than Twinkies. I'll always be able to travel, although I may pay out the nose for fuel. Nope, the old Billy Bob is gonna be just fine for the next 4 years.
Man.....you talk bout a good nights sleep. I jumps in bed last night, roll over once an' it were lights out. In part, it was 'cause of the weather....beautiful. The other part was 'cause I didn't have "that jeep" on my mind. That don't happen very often an' when it does, I savor the flavor. No, "that jeep" ain't done yet.
Nephew Joseph grilled me up a big ol' 1 1/4 inches steak last night for supper. Hot damn that thing was good. A few years ago I cut back on eat'n beef. Doctors orders ya know. He says...."white meat only", so's I switched to chicken and pork. Lot's of pork. Anyhows, this was the first juicy medium rare steak I ate in almost a year. An' I were in cow heaven....I mean to tell ya right now.
I got me a dose of what some people call "road fever". It's still too early to head further south to Falcon Lake. But where can I go for a couple three weeks and enjoy myself? There just ain't that many excit'n places to go in south Texas ya know. Did I hear somebody say Del Rio? Well, I been think'n bout that. Oh wait a minute....no internet in Del Rio. That sucks. I should fire Verizon and hire ATT. Wonder if'n ATT will work at Falcon Lake. Since I own part of ATT (stocks), maybe they give me a discount. Yeah right!!!
Ok, got lots of things to do. Shower, water run, groceries, laundry (not today), oil change in "that jeep" (not today)......stuff like that. Laters
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Sunday, December 2, 2012
Saturday, December 1, 2012
Chas'n car parts
Boy howdy, here it is another week end. Where did the week go? But, when ya get to think'n bout it, what exactly is a week end? I know that for a "worker....that's the guy that punches a clock, the week end is a couple days rest. But for the retired person, we don't get no days off. We have a 7 day work week and only get paid once a month.
Yesterday turned out to be quite a day. If ya make the round about trip from Sinton to Aransas Pass, then to Corpus Christi and back to Sinton, that's right bout a little over a hunnert miles. Well, that's what I did yesterday. Ya see, I told ya I was gonna replace everthing under the front end of "that jeep"....tie rods, tie rod ends, steer'n damper, bushings....that kind of stuff. So I hit every auto parts store between Sinton and Aransas Pass. No parts....have to order. What the hell??? At Autozone, the nice parts guy tells me I can get everthing I need in Corpus Christi. Off to Corpus Christi me an' Sadie Mae go. With parts in hand, and $200 lighter, I head back to Sinton so's nephew Joseph can install them.
Where the hell is nephew Joseph? What you mean he's in San Antonio? The tie rod tools are locked up in the storage container. I ain't got no key. Had I knowed he was gonna stay in San Antonio till midnight, I would have bought me a tie rod tool and be done with the job. Damn I hate crawl'n up under "that jeep".
I get up early this morn'n so's me an' Joseph can get to work fix'n "that jeep". He jumps in his truck an' poooof, he's gone, just like that. Now where he go'n???
I suppose everbody knows me an' OFM Barney will be swak'n golf balls Monday morn'n....right? Ok, so you don't like swak'n golf balls....but the old Billy Bob do. When life begins to wind down, ya do the things you love to do. And are still able to do. I won't be restor'n no old antique tractor in the near future. Or dig'n in the dirt for gold. Only so much you can do when ya get me age. I guess I could take up knit'n or something like that.
* This post will be updated after whiles.*
Ok, here's your update. Front end tie rod replacement finished and adjusted. Out of 12 bushing points, 6 have been replaced in the last 3 days and 4 ( ball joints) in the last 2 years. That leaves 2....drag link bushings. Since I don't plan on drag'n anything....well, you know what I mean. ( What the hell is a drag link???)
Yesterday turned out to be quite a day. If ya make the round about trip from Sinton to Aransas Pass, then to Corpus Christi and back to Sinton, that's right bout a little over a hunnert miles. Well, that's what I did yesterday. Ya see, I told ya I was gonna replace everthing under the front end of "that jeep"....tie rods, tie rod ends, steer'n damper, bushings....that kind of stuff. So I hit every auto parts store between Sinton and Aransas Pass. No parts....have to order. What the hell??? At Autozone, the nice parts guy tells me I can get everthing I need in Corpus Christi. Off to Corpus Christi me an' Sadie Mae go. With parts in hand, and $200 lighter, I head back to Sinton so's nephew Joseph can install them.
Where the hell is nephew Joseph? What you mean he's in San Antonio? The tie rod tools are locked up in the storage container. I ain't got no key. Had I knowed he was gonna stay in San Antonio till midnight, I would have bought me a tie rod tool and be done with the job. Damn I hate crawl'n up under "that jeep".
I get up early this morn'n so's me an' Joseph can get to work fix'n "that jeep". He jumps in his truck an' poooof, he's gone, just like that. Now where he go'n???
I suppose everbody knows me an' OFM Barney will be swak'n golf balls Monday morn'n....right? Ok, so you don't like swak'n golf balls....but the old Billy Bob do. When life begins to wind down, ya do the things you love to do. And are still able to do. I won't be restor'n no old antique tractor in the near future. Or dig'n in the dirt for gold. Only so much you can do when ya get me age. I guess I could take up knit'n or something like that.
* This post will be updated after whiles.*
Ok, here's your update. Front end tie rod replacement finished and adjusted. Out of 12 bushing points, 6 have been replaced in the last 3 days and 4 ( ball joints) in the last 2 years. That leaves 2....drag link bushings. Since I don't plan on drag'n anything....well, you know what I mean. ( What the hell is a drag link???)
Friday, November 30, 2012
Stop the car....
"My God Billy Bob....stop the car" It seems I may have been too quick to say that "that jeep" rode like a Cadillac. Ya see, yesterday I went to Academy in Corpus Christi so's I could bitch out the manager bout them camp'n chairs what the webbing fell apart.....butt hang'n to the ground. It was a good ride on the way over there, but on the way back to Sinton....not so good. We was cruis'n along, bout a hunnert mile a hour (65), when I hit a tiny little bump in the road. I ain't talk'n no 4x4 or nuttin like that....it were a tiny bump. We was on a overpass, traffic was heavy....."death wobble". Holy crap, "that jeep" is wobbl'n like a hoochie coochie girl....what ever that is...but you get the idea. I were scared. Got a death grip on the steer wheel an' push'n on the brakes. Sadie Mae says "what the hell"? Back to the drawing board.
Nephew Joseph came in from the oil fields yesterday night for a couple days off. Hot damn.....now we gonna both climb up under "that jeep". Replace every bushing under there. Are ya get'n tired of hear'n bout "that jeep" yet??? Well, if'n I ever get the damn thing fixed, you won't hear bout it no more. I'll find something else to entertain ya with.
Speak'n bout be'n too quick to brag, this damn computer done froze slap up this morn'n. Wouldn't do nuttin. I ain't quite ready to go out and spend another $$$$$ on a brand spank'n new one. Not yet anyhows.
Remember I was tell'n ya bout that last step I missed an' fall down? Well, it did more damage than what I was think'n. I hurt when I stand, when I sit down and last night, when I was try'n to sleep. If'n ya don't know what sciatica is, it's when ya hurt your lower back (slipped disc's) and the pain goes all the way down your leg to your toes. I'm think'n I would rather give birth to a rhinoceros than experience this pain day in an' day out. Although, some days are better than others. Today ain't one of 'em.
Speak'n of today, why would anybody want to live anywhere else when the weather is so beautiful in south Texas?
Ok, I got some things to do.....laters
Nephew Joseph came in from the oil fields yesterday night for a couple days off. Hot damn.....now we gonna both climb up under "that jeep". Replace every bushing under there. Are ya get'n tired of hear'n bout "that jeep" yet??? Well, if'n I ever get the damn thing fixed, you won't hear bout it no more. I'll find something else to entertain ya with.
Speak'n bout be'n too quick to brag, this damn computer done froze slap up this morn'n. Wouldn't do nuttin. I ain't quite ready to go out and spend another $$$$$ on a brand spank'n new one. Not yet anyhows.
Remember I was tell'n ya bout that last step I missed an' fall down? Well, it did more damage than what I was think'n. I hurt when I stand, when I sit down and last night, when I was try'n to sleep. If'n ya don't know what sciatica is, it's when ya hurt your lower back (slipped disc's) and the pain goes all the way down your leg to your toes. I'm think'n I would rather give birth to a rhinoceros than experience this pain day in an' day out. Although, some days are better than others. Today ain't one of 'em.
Speak'n of today, why would anybody want to live anywhere else when the weather is so beautiful in south Texas?
Ok, I got some things to do.....laters
Thursday, November 29, 2012
Dumb luck...."that jeep"
By a stroke of dumb luck, "that jeep" went down the road a hunnert mile a hour like a brand spank'n new hi dollar SUV yesterday. I mean, I could have swore I seen a Cadillac hood ornament pop up on the hood ever once in a while. Ya see, I made a little trip yesterday, bout 35 mile down the road, to the gulf coast little resort town of Rockport Texas. That where the OFM Barney live ya know. We had lunch at a great little Mexican food eatery....boy howdy, I ate too much. Make me sleepy wanna take a nap.
After I left Barney back at the "castle", I headed down to the harbor fish'n place. Ain't nobody catch the first fish. Then I got to think'n, water filter....go to Aransas Pass Lowes and buy a water filter. Ok, sounds simple huh? Well Lowes in Aransas Pass don't carry the water filters they advertise on their web site. They ain't even close. Whirlpool junk. That 'causes me to mumble some stuff, cuss a few words an' storm out the door talk'n to myself.
By the time I got back to Sinton where "da house" is parked, I done forgot I was supposed to go get some fresh water. Grrrrrrr....turn around. Ok, this is where things turn ugly. Ya see, my water jugs are 7 gallon gobberdoos. That's 56 some odd pounds what gots to be toted from the water dispenser to the "that jeep"....down a couple three steps. Or is it only one? Anyhows, I takes just one. And down I go, plop, right there in the park lot. "Watch that last step Billy Bob". Loaded up and back at "da house", I'm hurt'n. Times like this I wish I had listened to what my old girlfriend would say...."slow down big boy, take your time".
Seems that that damn goat went off to the neighbors house an' eat up a bag of chicken feed. That what the neighbor lady says anyhows. From where I'm sit'n, there ain't no way for that goat to escape an' eat chicken feed. The yard is fenced in. So now, the damn goat is imprisoned in a little cage.....have me some fun here....not big enough to turn around, no water, no food, no shade from the blaz'n sunshine....miserable conditions. Hee hee hee, just kid'n ya know....pull'n strings...piss off PETA. The goat is fine. That's his house....TV, queen size bed, microwave.....stuff like that.
Don't know what I gonna do today. It's still a bit chilly out there to be do'n outside stuff. Was think'n I might run over to the "secret hole" an' throw my fish'n pole in the water.....just for something to do ya know. Oh wait, I need to go to Academy an' try to get me some new camp chairs. Remember the ones what fell apart? Webbing died in less than 2 years. Academy should sell products what last more than 2 years....right? Well, I'm gonna go raise some hell. Maybe get me some new ones.....free. "Where's the manager, I want to see the manager". Do I have a receipt? Well hell no. Who keeps a receipt for something that should last a lifetime?
Ok....things to do ya know.....laters.
After I left Barney back at the "castle", I headed down to the harbor fish'n place. Ain't nobody catch the first fish. Then I got to think'n, water filter....go to Aransas Pass Lowes and buy a water filter. Ok, sounds simple huh? Well Lowes in Aransas Pass don't carry the water filters they advertise on their web site. They ain't even close. Whirlpool junk. That 'causes me to mumble some stuff, cuss a few words an' storm out the door talk'n to myself.
By the time I got back to Sinton where "da house" is parked, I done forgot I was supposed to go get some fresh water. Grrrrrrr....turn around. Ok, this is where things turn ugly. Ya see, my water jugs are 7 gallon gobberdoos. That's 56 some odd pounds what gots to be toted from the water dispenser to the "that jeep"....down a couple three steps. Or is it only one? Anyhows, I takes just one. And down I go, plop, right there in the park lot. "Watch that last step Billy Bob". Loaded up and back at "da house", I'm hurt'n. Times like this I wish I had listened to what my old girlfriend would say...."slow down big boy, take your time".
Seems that that damn goat went off to the neighbors house an' eat up a bag of chicken feed. That what the neighbor lady says anyhows. From where I'm sit'n, there ain't no way for that goat to escape an' eat chicken feed. The yard is fenced in. So now, the damn goat is imprisoned in a little cage.....have me some fun here....not big enough to turn around, no water, no food, no shade from the blaz'n sunshine....miserable conditions. Hee hee hee, just kid'n ya know....pull'n strings...piss off PETA. The goat is fine. That's his house....TV, queen size bed, microwave.....stuff like that.
Don't know what I gonna do today. It's still a bit chilly out there to be do'n outside stuff. Was think'n I might run over to the "secret hole" an' throw my fish'n pole in the water.....just for something to do ya know. Oh wait, I need to go to Academy an' try to get me some new camp chairs. Remember the ones what fell apart? Webbing died in less than 2 years. Academy should sell products what last more than 2 years....right? Well, I'm gonna go raise some hell. Maybe get me some new ones.....free. "Where's the manager, I want to see the manager". Do I have a receipt? Well hell no. Who keeps a receipt for something that should last a lifetime?
Ok....things to do ya know.....laters.
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Damn it were cold last night
Don't see much reason to be mak'n a blog post this morn'n. There ain't a thing go'n on at Billy Bob's house that would interest ANYONE.
It was cold this morn'n. Not what would be considered cold up north somewheres, but in south Texas, 43 degs is freak'n cold. But that don't last very long way down here. Gonna be beautiful weather for the next week or so....back up in the 80's daytime. That's good fish'n an' golf'n weather ya know. In fact, I may just load up "that jeep" and head over to Rockport an' try to catch me up some supper fish.
After go'n for a ride in "that jeep" the other day, I have removed bout half the rattles by replac'n the sway bar grommets....or what ever the hell ya want to call them. I was really surprised. Next I'll be jack'n up the rear of that thing and try to figger out how to get rid of the rest. Damn.....71 year old man climb'n up under a Jeep. I'm get'n too old for this kind of stuff. From my last inspection of the rear suspension, I got some weld'n to do. Yes, I know how to weld. I weren't born yesterday ya know.
Went online yesterday look'n at fish'n reports. They ain't look'n too good. Lake Amistad is still chugg'n along with a few bass being caught here an' there. Falcon Lake ain't do'n too good at all. A few 4 an' 5 pounders in 3 to 10 feets of water. Salt water fish'n ain't much better. Maybe now that the fronts have passed, things will pick up. We can only hope.
Speak'n of online.....this computer what has been giv'n me so much trouble seems to have straightened it's self out. I ain't had no blue screens in a month or more. It don't lock up 3 or 4 times a day. Everthing seems to be work'n just like a brand spank'n new one. Well everthing but that button on the touch pad what don't work no more. Wonder what happen that it just up an' quit like that.
Ok, remember that little dog I were talk'n bout? Well you can forget that. I have enough problem get'n up every 10 minutes to let Sadie Mae outside....or inside. I'm think'n one dog is enough.
Got things to do ya know....laters.
It was cold this morn'n. Not what would be considered cold up north somewheres, but in south Texas, 43 degs is freak'n cold. But that don't last very long way down here. Gonna be beautiful weather for the next week or so....back up in the 80's daytime. That's good fish'n an' golf'n weather ya know. In fact, I may just load up "that jeep" and head over to Rockport an' try to catch me up some supper fish.
After go'n for a ride in "that jeep" the other day, I have removed bout half the rattles by replac'n the sway bar grommets....or what ever the hell ya want to call them. I was really surprised. Next I'll be jack'n up the rear of that thing and try to figger out how to get rid of the rest. Damn.....71 year old man climb'n up under a Jeep. I'm get'n too old for this kind of stuff. From my last inspection of the rear suspension, I got some weld'n to do. Yes, I know how to weld. I weren't born yesterday ya know.
Went online yesterday look'n at fish'n reports. They ain't look'n too good. Lake Amistad is still chugg'n along with a few bass being caught here an' there. Falcon Lake ain't do'n too good at all. A few 4 an' 5 pounders in 3 to 10 feets of water. Salt water fish'n ain't much better. Maybe now that the fronts have passed, things will pick up. We can only hope.
Speak'n of online.....this computer what has been giv'n me so much trouble seems to have straightened it's self out. I ain't had no blue screens in a month or more. It don't lock up 3 or 4 times a day. Everthing seems to be work'n just like a brand spank'n new one. Well everthing but that button on the touch pad what don't work no more. Wonder what happen that it just up an' quit like that.
Ok, remember that little dog I were talk'n bout? Well you can forget that. I have enough problem get'n up every 10 minutes to let Sadie Mae outside....or inside. I'm think'n one dog is enough.
Got things to do ya know....laters.
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Rained a wash tub
Yesterdays golf game with OFM Barney took a bunch out of me. Since I'm prone to knock the hell out a golf ball, instead of a nice easy "girlie" swing, I ache all over this morn'n. Feel like I been run through a antique Westinghouse wringer warsher machine. Then to top it all off, Barney stomped me again. Did I keep the score card? Well hell no.....don't keep score cards that bad. Anyhows, it was a wonderful day of golf ball swak'n. Topped off with a great lunch/supper at the Greasy Churn.....no....Butter Churn. Thank ya for a great day Barney.
Speak'n of warsh machines....when I was a a tot on the farm, bout 5 or 6 year old, "moms" got her arm hung up in the wringer thingy. There weren't nobody there but me an' moms do'n laundry. Before we got electricity and a brand spank'n new washer machine, it was 2 big ol' tubs an' a scrub board. She was yell'n for me to hit the release so's she could get her squished arm out. "What the hell is a release?" I screamed jump'n up an' down. I don't know nuttin bout wash'n no clothes.....sheesh! I heared stories an' see cartoon sketches of women get'n their boobie thingys hung up in the wringer, but I ain't never see it really happen. Hemhaw'n round, moms finally hit the release thingy and got her arm out. Moms' arm was fine other than a few bruises.
I were sit'n there on the couch last night an' I see lightning right over there. What the hell? Where this come from? Before long here come the rain. Buckets full. Damn, the yard is float'n away....water everwhere. The rain quit after a couple hour, but the winds continued all night long. This morn'n the temp had dropped to 55 degs and stayed there (64degs at 11:30am). Not a good day for outside activities. Yup, still windy.
Nephew Joseph has got a little dog he wants to give to me. If'n I can get him to stay still long enough, I'll get a pic. Cute little bugger and Sadie Mae likes him. But.....I'm think'n he is just a cute little package of never end'n stress. Something I don't need at this time of my life. Lug Nut gave me a lot of stress but this little bundle of joy would run circles around Lug Nut. He never slows down.....zooom zoooom zoooom. Anyhows....we'll see.
Ok....got things to do....laters
Speak'n of warsh machines....when I was a a tot on the farm, bout 5 or 6 year old, "moms" got her arm hung up in the wringer thingy. There weren't nobody there but me an' moms do'n laundry. Before we got electricity and a brand spank'n new washer machine, it was 2 big ol' tubs an' a scrub board. She was yell'n for me to hit the release so's she could get her squished arm out. "What the hell is a release?" I screamed jump'n up an' down. I don't know nuttin bout wash'n no clothes.....sheesh! I heared stories an' see cartoon sketches of women get'n their boobie thingys hung up in the wringer, but I ain't never see it really happen. Hemhaw'n round, moms finally hit the release thingy and got her arm out. Moms' arm was fine other than a few bruises.
I were sit'n there on the couch last night an' I see lightning right over there. What the hell? Where this come from? Before long here come the rain. Buckets full. Damn, the yard is float'n away....water everwhere. The rain quit after a couple hour, but the winds continued all night long. This morn'n the temp had dropped to 55 degs and stayed there (64degs at 11:30am). Not a good day for outside activities. Yup, still windy.
Nephew Joseph has got a little dog he wants to give to me. If'n I can get him to stay still long enough, I'll get a pic. Cute little bugger and Sadie Mae likes him. But.....I'm think'n he is just a cute little package of never end'n stress. Something I don't need at this time of my life. Lug Nut gave me a lot of stress but this little bundle of joy would run circles around Lug Nut. He never slows down.....zooom zoooom zoooom. Anyhows....we'll see.
Ok....got things to do....laters
Monday, November 26, 2012
A productive day
For all ya what think the old Billy Bob don't do nuttin all day long, I'll have you know I had a productive day yesterday.
I had filled the sink with dish wash'n water the day before, so I washed up all them dishes....'cept'n for one pot. It's full of left over vittles what has to be taken out in the woods for the critters that roam the area. They eat anything.
After that, I grab up my broom an' sweet all the floors....shake out the rugs an' stuff. Just for the hell of it, I climbs up on the "billy bike" an' take me a ride up the street. Not very fast mind you, but a ride it was.
Then after that, I pulls "that jeep" up on a couple ramps so's I can get under the damn thing and do some inspections of the suspension components. Well lookie here, the sway bar bushings are wore slap out....shot all to hell. What I replaced.
Don't be say'n that I done fixed "that jeep", 'cause I'm think'n there ain't no fix for it. Why did I buy a Jeep with "long arm" suspension"? Ya see, if'n I was to put a lift kit back on it, I'm think'n half the rattles, bangs an' clangs would disappear. But I ain't gonna do that. Just gonna grease everthing up an' go. Not that I won't be keep'n my eyes open for a replacement. I'll find one eventually.
Me and OFM Barney are gonna meet up at the golf ball swak'n place here in a little bit for a exciting round of professional golf ball swak'n. I'm think'n Barney is more excited bout the "after round" dinner we gonna eat at the local greasy spoon buffet. There ain't many places in Sinton Texas to get good food, but the ButterChurn....or what ever they call it, is about the best we gonna do. I'm all excitis too.
Boy howdy is it ever a beautiful day or what? No clouds, sunshine bear'n down, 70 degs and not the slightest puff of wind....would be a perfect day for fish'n in the "bubba boat". Ain't often ya gonna find a perfect day, but today may just be one of them. Life is good.
Ok, got things to do.....laters
I had filled the sink with dish wash'n water the day before, so I washed up all them dishes....'cept'n for one pot. It's full of left over vittles what has to be taken out in the woods for the critters that roam the area. They eat anything.
After that, I grab up my broom an' sweet all the floors....shake out the rugs an' stuff. Just for the hell of it, I climbs up on the "billy bike" an' take me a ride up the street. Not very fast mind you, but a ride it was.
Then after that, I pulls "that jeep" up on a couple ramps so's I can get under the damn thing and do some inspections of the suspension components. Well lookie here, the sway bar bushings are wore slap out....shot all to hell. What I replaced.
Don't be say'n that I done fixed "that jeep", 'cause I'm think'n there ain't no fix for it. Why did I buy a Jeep with "long arm" suspension"? Ya see, if'n I was to put a lift kit back on it, I'm think'n half the rattles, bangs an' clangs would disappear. But I ain't gonna do that. Just gonna grease everthing up an' go. Not that I won't be keep'n my eyes open for a replacement. I'll find one eventually.
Me and OFM Barney are gonna meet up at the golf ball swak'n place here in a little bit for a exciting round of professional golf ball swak'n. I'm think'n Barney is more excited bout the "after round" dinner we gonna eat at the local greasy spoon buffet. There ain't many places in Sinton Texas to get good food, but the ButterChurn....or what ever they call it, is about the best we gonna do. I'm all excitis too.
Boy howdy is it ever a beautiful day or what? No clouds, sunshine bear'n down, 70 degs and not the slightest puff of wind....would be a perfect day for fish'n in the "bubba boat". Ain't often ya gonna find a perfect day, but today may just be one of them. Life is good.
Ok, got things to do.....laters
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