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Warning, I’m going to use some foul language in this rant.  I tried to write it without cursing, but I guess I’m just a lazy writer, because I can’t get this done without it.  Sorry.

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Thoughts on the Day

  • The time to remember that all you’ve had to eat and drink today is black coffee is not when your hands start shaking at 2 PM.
  • I took Boo to the book store today as a reward.  He whispered so that he wouldn’t disturb the ladies who were reading in the easy chairs.
  • If you’re 6 feet tall and wearing a football sweatshirt from one of the local Catholic high schools, you’re too old and too big to climb halfway up the climbing ropes at the playground and bounce.
    • I’ll take that dirty look, which you gave me when I asked you to stop trying to bounce my son and the little girl next to him off the climber, to heart.  Really, I will.
  • When I use the phrase “Watch your mouth, boy.” when speaking to you it’s not racist.
    • You see, you are approximately 1/3 my age, so you are, indeed, a boy.
    • Second, you’re as pale as I am.
    • Third, you were yelling at your friend, whom I had just asked to get off of the rope climber, to, and I quote, “Watch out for your balls!”.  I thought it might be good to remind you that there were little kids and their moms around you.
  • You know when you’re a gun nut when you have to debate whether a Smith and Wesson Model 13 in a Dragon Leatherworks holster goes better with your outfit for a Friends of the NRA banquet than a Remington R1 in a Michael’s Custom Holsters holster.
  • Sure fire way to make sure that you win a raffle – Have me buy some of the other tickets in it.
    • 10+ raffles and drawings tonight, 10+ raffles and drawings that I didn’t win.
    • All good fun, and it was for a good cause.
  • Wanna know how to get the old heart rate up while you’re driving?
    • Have the semi that just passed you on the interstate run its back wheels up the driver’s side of the car in front of you, thereby spinning her around, broadside to you, then ending up on the shoulder.
    • My choices were 1) brake and hope to not get rear ended, 2) brake, pull to the shoulder, and hope you don’t hit the car that just got hit, or 3) pull to the left and get rear ended.
    • I chose number 1, and it turned out all right for me.
    • Luckily, the lady driving the other car wasn’t visibly harmed.  I really didn’t want to break out the trauma kit I got in Ambulance Driver’s class tonight.
  • Hint to Louisville drivers – When you see a sedan pointed the wrong way on the shoulder, with a big white pick-up truck about 100 yards in front of it with its flashers on, a semi truck about 1/4 of a mile in front of that with its flashers on, and several people with flashlights trying to make sure you see that there’s a problem, the correct thing to do is to get over to the left a tad so as to not plow into any of them.
    • Most of you, however, seemed to be playing the “Let’s see how close we can get to the wreck without trading paint”.  The winner of this was the jackhole from Shelby County who came within a hair’s breadth of becoming part of the problem.

Today’s Earworm

This one has been in my head since the compressions-only CPR part of AD’s class last weekend.  Not as good as “Another One Bites the Dust”, but better than “Staying Alive”.

 

Movie Quotes – Day 122

There was a time that I would have wished you dead but your shame shall be your torture and your torture will be your life! I wish it to be long.  — Seven Years in Tibet

Shame should be the ultimate negative reenforcement.  When I do something stupid at the range, and it happens to everyone, the looks from the other people there tell me more than any correction from the safety officer.  Knowing that I’ve let my friends or family down hurts worse than any discomfort or embarrassment.

If only that were true with more people.  There are entire generations of Americans that have little to no sense of shame.  Every bad thing that happens to them is because of someone else.  Every bad act on their part is justified by a overinflated sense of entitlement and self-importance.

Luckily, there are still some people who have the good graces to at least feel bad when they mess up and try to make amends.  If only there were more of them.

Musings

  • Today shall go down as “The Day Without Caffeine”.
    • It’s not as much fun as it sounds.
  • If I add one more thing to the pile of stuff that I need to accomplish by noon on Sunday, the pile is going to fall over and bury me.
  • I will be baking tomorrow, I think.
    • Banana bread and oatmeal raisin cookies.
    • That should hold Irish Woman over while I’m out of town next week.
  • Apparently there’s going to be some sort of horse race in town this weekend.
    • The private aviation area at the airport was packed like the parking garage at NRAAM last weekend.
    • I’m interested to see how the 2016 NRAAM competes against all of the Kentucky Derby crowd.  There isn’t a spare hotel room or restaurant seat in Louisville right now.
  • Irish Woman’s attempts to grow grass in the back yard might not be as futile as I thought.
    • My back yard needs to trim its sparse, green beard.
  • Our cherry trees are loaded with little green fruit, but it doesn’t look like we’re going to get any peaches this year.  The apples and almonds are still undetermined.
  • And now, I shall go to sleep.  I’ve dozed off twice typing this up, which is a good indicator that it might be better if I just go to bed.

Today’s Earworm

Boo calls this the “Wizard’s Song”.  He thinks they’re singing a spell.

 

I like the video for other reasons.

 

Movie Quotes – Day 121

John Gustafson: You’re supposed to be smoking filter cigarettes.
Grandpa Gustafson: I’m 94 years old. What the hell do I care?

Grumpy Old Men

There is a happy medium between living on bird seed and spring water and shoveling lard and flour into your mouth and washing it down with gallons of beer.  I should eat better, but I also need to have food that I enjoy.

But once you’ve achieved a certain age or stage of life, there’s no shame in saying “Screw it!”.  Enjoy a good smoke.  Have that extra beer with a dish of rich ice cream.  Once nobody depends on you, enjoy life in all of its glory.

Heads Up!

Holly Chism is putting her excellent collection of short stories, Survivors, up for free download from Amazon this weekend.  I reviewed it here. If you need a good read for the weekend, this is it.

P.S. A little bird tells me that Mrs. Chism is busy at work on the second installment to her Pendragon series.  If you haven’t read that one or her Modern Gods novels, you’re missing out.

Today’s Earworm

Quote of the Day

A lot of small shops won’t work on Bimmers, I suspect partly because of the need for specialized diagnostic tools and partly because a lot of Bimmer owners are special tools in need of diagnoses. — Tam, “Tamgies List:  Unsolicited Endorsement

One of the things about having lived in Germany is that I’m not impressed with most BMW’s or Mercedes.   Yeah, they’re nice, once you’ve been in an environment where they fit the same automotive niche as Chevy and Ford do here, you’re not that impressed.  Don’t even get me started on my shock at how much a VW is going for these days, since my experience with them were late 80’s / early 90’s Golfs and Vanagons.