Wednesday, 22 March 2017

Short road trip

Yesterday I crowed about how it was such a lovely day and sure enough last night it was windy, cold and there was some snow. I do hope which ever deity that is in charge of the weather will see fit to let spring finally bloom with consistence.  

When my wife announced that she was off for her appointment in the semi big city I thought what the heck and asked if I could tag along. Earlier that morning I had received the latest flyer from Princess Auto about their latest "block buster mega sale." As it turned out one of the items I was holding off getting was on sale for much less then I wanted to spend. I had been looking for a set of tail lights for the new/old trailer that I'm rebuilding. The lights were fifty percent off so I jumped at the chance to pick them up. 
On the way down the traffic was light which was a good thing. Even though the weather Gods haven't made up their minds about spring the construction people have. Several areas along the highway were under repair which caused the meager traffic to slow.   

We arrived at the physio place where my wife graciously surrendered control of our automobile to me and I took off for Princess Auto. A few minutes later there it was, standing tall and proud, a store cheapskates and do it yourself Red Green kinda guys love... Princess Auto. 

I took this pic while driving knowing full well it would make a do-gooder cry.

I pulled into the parking lot and a feeling of goodness swept over me, I was about to enter a store full of "man stuff." On the way in I noticed they were giving away hot dogs so I promised myself one on the way out. No time for food now, I was on a mission. 

Once inside I went to the trailer lighting area and grabbed a pair of lights, that done it was over to the windshield wipers. I picked up a replacement for the wiper on the driver's side of the truck. When we were coming in to town earlier my wife had flicked on the wipers which made a hell of a noise. Upon closer inspection I saw that the blade was broken and I mentally put wiper blade on my short list of things to get. 

I cruised the isles until the time to go warning I had set my phone went off. I went outside only to find the hot dog give away had ended. Oh well I had got what I had came for so all was right with my world. As it turned out the lack of hot dogs would prove to be a good thing.

After picking my beloved up we made a hasty exit of the semi big city. While on the highway I commented that it would be nice to grab lunch to go at The Burger Pit but it probably wouldn't be open. Ever the eagle eyed person my wife is, as we drove by The Burger Pit she commented there were cars in the lot. Upon closer inspection, or as close as one can do while hurtling down a highway at speeds approaching mach, we noted the open sign. On went the turn signals and the brakes and in we went. 

The owners were there and greeted us with smiles. After catching up with the owners  we placed our order. Once the food was done and packed we took off for home. I have to say they make a great burger with the only disappointment being the end of the eating experience. 

Bye for now, I'll post later if something strikes my fancy or tomorrow which ever comes first. 

Tuesday, 21 March 2017

Spring, day 2...

I was up today at the crack of... well I was up a little earlier than I normally am. The sun was out with the sky being very blue, but in a happy way. I know we are only a day in but it feels like spring. Now having said that I'm sure that by the weekend we will have another bout of snow.

Yesterday I took care of a little chore that was a holdover from the day before. On Sunday afternoon we went into wannabe the big town and did a little shopping. My wife picked up some items that I had forgot on my previous visit. Note to self: start making a list.

One of the things we always pick up when it's on sale is meat and poultry. On this trip chicken breasts were on sale as was stewing beef so we picked up two large packs. After lunch was done I dragged out the vacuum sealer, made bags then portioned out the chicken and beef. After marking down the contents (nothing like cooking mystery meat for a meal) I stuffed the bags and vacuum sealed them. Once this was history the packages of meat were off to the freezer. 
A while back my bro W told me a few of the nieces and nephews have this vacuum sealer technology but don't use it. Silly millennials, they haven't learned yet that it is always better to be food rich then money rich. While you can eat a hundred dollar bill, the plastic currency we use today will not digest well.  

Later in the day my cell phone wrote me a little message. The message from my cell phone told me there wasn't enough space for updates and I got a little pissed. The major culprit was the amount of crap that the maker and cell provider added to the bundle. So I dived into the world wide web looking for a solution. After a frustrating hour or so I managed to root the phone. What that means is that I took control of the phone's guts. Then I proceeded to get rid of the bloatware. Now the phone is running fine and a lot of crap is gone.   

Today is going to be a peaceful one. My wife is off to see her bone breaker and I'm going to take a hike to the coffee shop for... hummm lets see... coffee.

Until tomorrow (unless something worth blogging about comes up) bye-bye.

Monday, 20 March 2017

Spring has sprung

Well here we are, winter is finally done and spring has come and not a moment too soon. I'm suffering from cabin fever. I really want to get out and get some projects done. Ironically when I got up this morning there was a light, and I do mean light dusting of snow on the ground. I'm hoping this is winter's last gasp but we are in March which is a changeable month weather wise.

Spring has sprung and the melt is on, I wonder how long until this accursed snow is gone.
On the weekend I had a project forced upon me. Through no fault of my own the latch assembly on my easy chair went south. One of the things I do is sit and surf from the comfort of my easy chair. Saturday evening I sat down to peruse the web from the comfort of my easy chair. Upon placing my big glutomas maximus in the chair I pulled on the release latch for the foot rest as I have done countless times and nothing happened. I tried again and nada so there I was sitting with a feeling of dread in a non functioning lazy boy. 

The release latch,
sort of like an
ejection lever.
First I flipped the chair up to take a look at the underside and see if I could get at the mechanism that way... When this didn't work, I looked at the side of the chair and, seeing some screws that held the latch cover on, took the cover of the latch assembly off. Poof, out popped the guts of the latch. With the guts of the latch assembly in hand I assessed the situation then effected repairs. After drilling a hole in the latch, I fed the cable through and then through a washer so the cable wouldn't get pulled back out of the hole. Once this was done I reassembled the chair and presto we don't have to replace the lazy boy. As Red Green would say "If the women don't find you handsome, they should at least find you handy."

Until tomorrow or if any other adventures should rear their ugly heads, be seeing you. 

Saturday, 18 March 2017

Posting will resume on Monday

I'm taking the weekend off and I promise to return to the grind of blogging on Monday.  Until this please enjoy this pretty pic...

Remember when you look at this pic, Monday will be the start of spring. See you then...

Friday, 17 March 2017

What a difference forty eight hours makes

Roughly forty eight hours ago I went into town for a few items and to get out of the house for an hour or so. On the way home I noted a long lineup of red neck Cadillacs with drivers waiting their turn to go out and drag fish huts off the ice. A short time ago I went into town again to pick up a few things, grab some lunch and get the stink blown off.

One last hut sits
like a little lost waif
On the way home I passed the same spot where the sides of the road were clogged with trucks so I said to myself "Self, this would make a cool comparison photo" and I stopped to take the picture.

Today there was only one straggler left at the boat launch. All the rest of the huts were long gone to parts unknown. 

After taking the photo I drove a little further to where I took the second photo, the one with the pickup with the snowmobile trailer that was sitting on the ice. It looks like that truck is also history. The nice thing about all this is that spring is coming and sooner or later all this accursed snow will be gone.

Just a wonderful day
to be out and about

Happy St. Paddy's Day

My kind of Irish
Today is St. Patric's day, a time where even if you're not Irish you get to hoist a pint of green beer. Personally, even though I have an Irish heritage, I've never been into green beer. Just the thought of when it comes back up after you've had too much is enough to turn me off. 

Thanks to the long Irish diaspora when the Irish fled to all parts of the globe, St. Patric's day is celebrated all around the world. Some of the exodus was caused by famine, some by war, some because of betrayal. It's no wonder that today the Irish around the world are known for their temper with all this group has been through over the centuries. 

The Bridge of Tears in West Donegal, Ireland.

The plaque at the Bridge of Tears
"Family and friends of the person leaving for foreign lands
would come this far. Here was the separation.
This is the Bridge of Tears"
When I think of the Irish and what they've gone through I can't help but think of the term "Irish Democracy" coined by James Scott in his book, “Two Cheers for Anarchism“: 
Quiet, anonymous, and often complicitous, lawbreaking and disobedience may well be the historically preferred mode of political action for peasant and subaltern classes, for whom open defiance is too dangerous…. One need not have an actual conspiracy to achieve the practical effects of a conspiracy. More regimes have been brought, piecemeal, to their knees by what was once called “Irish Democracy” — the silent, dogged resistance, withdrawal, and truculence of millions of ordinary people — than by revolutionary vanguards or rioting mobs.
When a group has been beaten down as often as the Irish yet manage to get back up and fight on they are a force to be reckoned with. So when you think of your Irish heritage, real or imagined, think of this... 

Now get out there and hoist a glass. Happy St. Paddy's Day!  

Thursday, 16 March 2017

Would you like some whine to go with these links?

As I sit here I can just feel the cloud of doom settle over my shoulders. My wife has a cold and since we live together I will, no doubt, catch her cold. Normally this would not be an issue. I would just whine, moan, bitch and complain like all the other tough men do until the clod had been vanquished. This time it's a little more serious, in a few short weeks I'm going under the vibrator for extracorporeal shock wave lithotripsy (say that 3 times fast) to take care of a kidney stone That pesky stone has caused me no end of grief and I want it gone but if I walk in with a cold they may just say "don't call us, we'll call you." Sadly I'm feeling the first signs of a cold coming on and I am not a happy camper. 

It could be worse,
at one time the standard treatment for any sickness was bloodletting.
Well that's about all the whining I wish to share with you this lovely day. And I do say lovely because even though it's still below freezing, the sun is out and the sky is a perfect blue. 

Here are a few links for you to mull over...

Looks like Mother Nature has gotten into the St Patrick's Day mood with this display

Something I learned a long time ago, banks are not your friends and this just reinforces that fact. Sadly a lot of people haven't figured this out and as a result there's a lot who are going to get hurt in the near future because of their trust in bankers. 

TPP was envisioned as a way to keep the Chinese in check. Now, thanks to Trump walking away, the Chinese are getting stronger by filling the gap Americans left when they turned their backs on the deal. Politics , like nature, hates a vacuum.

It's ironic that while the Canadian government pushes forward with free trade around the world Canadians don't have free trade yet between the provinces.  

Looks like the Republicans have got themselves into the quintessential no win scenario over health care. 

Looks like somebody forgot to tell the navy that coffee brake's over in the Mediterranean. 

This reminds me of my short stint aboard a destroyer. At night looking aft from the flight deck one could see a glowing trail kinda like what these beach goers are facing.   

And with that I have to run, TTFN.