Chatted, worked, picked up some neat stuff at V.V. and Goodwill. As the fella above me would say: "Cool beans."

been moving stuff to the new house a bit at a time. The wife had this "brilliant" idea that I should take turns with her going to the house with stuff in my Blazer, so she doesn't have to hear Will scream about wanting to stay in the new house whenever they leave. Between that and runs to Sams, Walmart, and etc for a lawnmower and refridgerator, I am not exactly thrilled about this approach to moving.

At this rate, I think we'll be fully moved in about 6 months before the mortgage is paid off in 2034.

And next... the landscaping!

Bought greeting cards and worked out at the gym.

Realised there's an America's Next Top Model marathon on TV!! Woo!

But now I must get ready to go out tonight.

as long as I have a bit of say in the landscaping, that will be fine.
So far, her approach to decorating seems to be "mental institution chic".

EVERY-fucking-thing that hasn't moved has been painted white. Luckily, there is a slight- and I DO mean slight- bit of contrast here and there-- a black ceiling fan, black marble tile in the entryway, and ashwood stained knobs on the dressers.

Once we start buying "replacement furniture"- I won't mind paying-- but bet yer ass it won't be white.... <WTF is wrong with stained wood, anyway?>

ROFLMFAO!!!!!!!!

"laugh it up, furball"...

I know your pain... deeply.

Wouldn't it be "cough it up, furball?"

You mean like from the heinie lick maneveur???

-in a brief explosion of "new home owner" joy, decided I'd do something silly and run full-tilt at the open-top trailer behind my Blazer and jump up on the top rail, with great agility and style.....

....... you guessed it-- misjudged, jumped with great alacrity onto the thin air about 4" in front of the rail, and proceeded to bust my ass-- almost literally.

Just as the wife drove around the corner into our cul-de-sac

with the neighbors watching

LOVELY.

to my credit, all I expressed aloud was a Cosby-esque outpouring of general rage at the whole of the Universe, and at a decibel-rating only slightly above that of a good orgasm.

-in other news: found out why the wife is so grumpy. Yup, "that time".

-in completely unrelated news, began my devious plot to kill the sorry SOB who decided it would be a good idea for my closing to be scheduled in tandem with my wife's cycle.

EDIT: ok, it wasn't my ass- it was my knee and my left palm. At least nothing is broken <a feat in itself, as I landed SQUARELY on my right shin with all my bodyweight.> I never was a good judge of anatomy

Thanks for making me drink all that milk, mom!

LOL@BK. Sounds like a new movie - The Burbs 3 starring Burnkat

:throws beer bottle squarley at Ace's head:

<yeah, I realize it's a plastic beer bottle-- but it's a GREAT stress reliever, and the damn thing was empty anyway.


the bottle, too. >

LOL. Life in the burbs: It don't get no better than this.

You gonna pick up those messy bottles on your lawn, or do we got to taunt you one more time?

HELL no-

why not?

cuz I keep getting this "Sanford & Son" crap from the wife, regarding all the computer stuff, RC stuff <planes, boats, helos, cars and trucks... OH MY!>, and 4WD parts <D44s from a Waggy, fabrication tools, etc>. Figure if I'm gonna get accused of it, I might as well make it true for a short time....

<now if I could just get her to accuse me of having a girlfriend. :evilgrin: >

<actually, the previous owner left about a truckload of HVAC duct, sheetmetal, pipe and insulation, all of which went straight to the curb. So I can't get too upset about the mess in teh short term>.

-noticed you get THE STRANGEST looks from your new neighbors as they notice you making numerous trips back and forth to your vehicle, carrying the following on consecutive trips:

-72" two-handed flamberge sword <no sheath>
-56" Scottish Greatsword
-60<ish>" Scottish Claymore
-compound bow, with arrows at the ready in a hunting quiver attached
-shanai <bamboo Kendo training sword>
-shirt of chainmaille
-Boken <Japanese Elm Kendo training sword, a weapon in its own right>
-Wakazashi, Tanto, and Katana <all simple display pieces, but enough to scare off anyone who doesn't like to get cut>
-6" bo staff

damn good thing I didn't get pulled by the Police on teh trip over here

As I discovered moving into my neighborhood, and watching others move in later, any one of your selected hobbies is going to make someone think, "Oh great - one of THOSE."

I'm still not sure which one pisses off and/or confuses my neighbors more: my Jeep coughing out the oil the valve seals leaked by when I start it up, the sound of my Air Tools (mostly the impact wrench) when I'm working on said Jeep, the noise and smell of my Nitro R/C car hauling ass up and down the alley, seeing sparks from when I'm using the Dremel on computer cases, or seeing me with my laptop on the tailgate of said Jeep in the garage with feet propped up and a beer in my hand while virus-scanning a friend's hard drive.

I think the new neighbors are about to get treated to all of the above, as well as the lightshow from my welding.

Soon as I get settled, I'm ALL over the front bumper, and I think I have the back bumper just about figured out, in terms of how to put a winch in it.

Yup-- that's right-- front and rear winches... just because there have been many times I could have used a pull from the rear, and it would have been LOTS of help loading several items on trailers over the months <I ended up moving my Jeep to different spots around my Blazer and trailer and using the winch to pull the axles up on the trailer. Cake! Would have been easier if the front axle had tires that would hold air.>

Plus- I got a pair of winches dirt cheap a couple months back. I'll end up going with a set on each vehicle, but there's no rush for the Blazer. Still- $250 for a winch is a steal....

Went back to work, did some more ironing and the second show. Stopped by the bar to try to undo some of the damage I did last night...not sure I win yet. My "boss" showed up in the middle, talking to me about upcoming contract negotiations.

Came home, grabbed a bite to eat, surfing until I fall asleep so I can do it all again.

Woke up with my back stiffer than its ever been... how the fu& did I ever get so out of shape? Read bk's exploits and list of "toys", I'm jealous about the toys. Made an abbreviated shopping list as I have to get my ass back by 0800 for the GP.

Rushed to a friend's place (running late as usual), headed out to dinner, then to a lounge, and back to her place.

4 am, and it's time for bed. I'm just brushing my teeth right now!

And typing at the same time also, impressive!!!

-woke up stiffer than I've been in months due to my adventures last night. Doc is not going to be pleased....

The wife may appreciate it though.

oh no-- that was a few mornings ago, when I didn't wake up until... <ahem.. never mind>

it's my back and knee that are stiffened up

Geez, bk. Like we didn't figure that one out, since you already had mentioned the "reason" for your wife's new "monthly" attitude.

Watched race #1... now have 90 minutes until race #2 with no word about guests yet.

Watched Grand Prix and cant believe how stopid Sato had throw it away over a rash overtaking.....poor show.....

Then rush doing bit and bobs...

Going to relax today, do a pile of writing, phone a friend and give me crap, just for the fun of it.

well actually, I was going to say that I didn't wake up until I was well in the midst of certain activities.

Apparently I was having the most... "interesting" dreams.... and the wife was experiencing the physical manifestation of same, much to her enjoyment.

"ya know you're Da Man when you wake up in the middle of the act, and you're the one doing all the work..."

-found out the CATV monkey didn't hook up the drop in the living room.

Ya don't have to be fully awake to get the ball rolling, as it were.

As to the yard ape disguised as the CATV "specialist" (eyes roll in sarcasm) there is always a call to a supervisor to straighten that act out and/or since I know you have a vague familiarity with coax .....

I often brush my teeth while at the computer...or in the shower...

Got woken up after 4.5 hours of sleep and feeling mighty wide awake. I'll make an attempt to sleep some more.

-FINALLY got all the crap off the patio, and told the wife we absolutely NEED to rent a @#@#%#%&%^( trailer. Only half as politely.

-got home 4 hours after starting the water bed draining <her idea> after having asked her if she'd kept an eye on it when she went back. "I heard the water running upstairs, but didnt check it".

yano-- she's bright-- but sometimes she's a fucking moron.

THANKFULLY, the water didn't overflow the drain <slow drain>- but neither did it drain the goddamn bed.

GRrrrrrrrrr..... another instance where I suggested we spend $5 on a drainer that makes a 4 hour job into a 30 minute job, and she wanted to nickle and dime this task to death. So now I basically am going to sit here and babysit the drain for the next 4 hours.

Absoute fucking idiocy. I should see if there are any jobs open in Requisitions in the Government for her. She's obviously qualified for a supervisory position.

Deep breaths... all together now, one, two, three.

Okay, now count to 6 because you'll never make it to ten. Going in separate cars right now is probably a good thing. And if things stay stressed just start moving everything in da buff... nothing relaxes more than a nice breeze on the willy.

-just found out that the $.25 cap that keeps the water in the water bed was apparently thrown away as "Trash" when my wife moved my dresser. Which I wasn't ready for her to move.

Christ, I wish that she'd freakin fracken frucken' LISTEN to someone with more experience than herself in a given situation <namely, moving> once in a while.....

:sigh: "What doesn't kill me makes me stronger.. this too shall pass.. assorted other quantisms...."

Chill out then a mad housework rush then chill out then mad housework rush etc......oh and stroke and play with Harvey the Cat in between!

I hate when that happens. I keep telling my wife, if you do not know what it is, don't just throw it away, but nooOOOoooo.

My Mother is the same damn way. She somehow managed to get two, yes, that's right TWO cassettes in the cassette deck in her car. Lord knows how, but she did it. Then it becomes my responsibility to fix it. Of course. And other bonehead moves which will only frighten the living crap out of you.

Boy does this sound like a common theme... HK's done it once or twice to me too.

I've also done it... threw out a checkbook.

overcame the waterbed problem-- by using some Felpro cork gasket sheet that I had leftover from a head rebuild on a friend's smallblock.

- and ya'll wonder why my nick is actually "MacGyver" in certain circles...


Took the cam that goes over the sealing cap, traced around it, got the calipers out and mic'ed the inner diameter of the hole, and split the difference-- then drew a line that amount inside the first circle and cut it out.

Or had I known, I could have just used a freakin' quarter to give me the size.

At the house now, filling the waterbed and will be running a late night going through the attic at the apartment in a mad whirlwind. Anything I look at more than two seconds and wonder WTF it is, or if I need it, gets tossed.

EDIT: cap... took the CAP that comes with it.....

And here I though I was the only one who had a wife that threw out things. Glad I am in good company.

pfeh. SLOW water.

sure, it's fine for baths, haven't tried showers yet, but I swear it did NOT take this damn long to fill the friggin' waterbed bladder last month at the old digs.

almost done. Past time for bed <for the wife and kid, anyway>. Filling the bed with as much hot water as the heater could supply, then topping off with cold, seems to have been QUITE the minor stroke of genius, if I do say so myself.

Yeah, I know it risks kickstarting algae. That's why I put a "shock" treatment of conditioner in it after all the hot water. We'll just have to do a lot of bobbing around the bed soon, to make sure it's properly mixed-in...

Oh so that's your reason?? Sneaky bass turd.

-just found out that apparently one hour is not enough for the hot water heater to make more hot water.

off to find out how to adjust a hot water heater... although, to be honest, I wouldn't expect it to have caught up already.

EDIT: oh yeah-- found out why the wife has been so testy of late... <to be honest, she's NOT The PMS-ing type, and quite a sweetheart. I've just been frustrated>..


anyway-- during casual conversation, it came up that I'd called the electric and had them change the shutoff date to the 4th so we could give the old place a half-decent cleaning <mainly vacuuming the detritus that gets knocked about- packing peanut bits and so on>, since I thought it was to be shut off tomorrow.

She asked why in the world we'd want to shut it off that late, when we had to be out by the first. I reminded her, and showed her the paperwork she'd hung on the new fridge, that we don't have to be out till the 4th, as I've told her a few times.

During all this, she'd forgotten about the out-by-4th bit and thought we had to clear quarters by the first. Thus, her danr-near freaking-out behaviour.

:shrug: things always seem to get escalated when there is the slightest bit of pressure with her. She is my opposite-- not much freaks me out, as I am very laid back for the most part when it comes to stressors.

Went to work, did some ironing, did some steaming, did a show. Did a loadout. Grabbed some dinner, pcked up a few groceries.

Came home to find mom totally freaked out, since her car got smashed all to shit today because some fucking bonehead didn't realize as the FOURTH person to a 4-way stop that he should, well...STOP. Luckily, she was able to swerve left while he swerved right, so he only glanced off the right front corner of her car. But I gotta tell ya...Ford F250 vs. Toyota Corolla does NOT bode well for the Corolla. Front corner is obliterated, there's not even the housing for where the headlight should be. Hood is crimped and shoved sideways. Driver's side door catches and clunks when opened/closed. Both fenders are bent to hell and back. Only saving grace is that since it was a truck, it hit the top part instead of the radiator (or so we think, nothing appears to be leaking. It's also technically driveable (she got it home), but really...not so much. At least she's ok, if completely shaken up and pissed off.

After that, I made the seven-layer bars I'm bringing to the BBQ tomorrow, and then realized it was much too late to colour my hair so I'll have to do that tomorrow morning.

Woke up at 0700... expect the headache to start anytime. I CANNOT sleep for 9 straight hours - it's just not normal!!!!

Just affing and affing here and there.....thought about changing my Desk but then that would need some efforts so.....had decided not to bother!

Then drinking the cawfee! Then decided to do some video editing work....

Put the coffee on, watched some cartoons with #1... now blaring Godsmack in an effort to raise the blondees from thier death-like slumber. Half worked, here's #2!!!!!