It took most of the weekend, but "hey!", mission accomplished. Icame down Friday morning around 3:00am to get on the computer. For some weird reason, Wife came home from work and convinced me to go upstairs to our bedroom and before I knew it, I was in that slow sleepy mode of looking at porn/sleeping phase from about 8:00pm until I got up at 3:00am. We just never go to bed that early, but she had gone to work, so I understood that she was tired. Anyways, coming down, I run into Boy at the stairs and he tells me like I'm the Super "just so you know, the dryer stopped working..." "Did you overfill it or something?" I asked. He was all "nah, I was just running a small load and it made a weird noise and then stopped working." "Awesome."
I started looking at Best Buy for prices on dryers, thinking that is what we were going to be doing Friday during the day. Maybe if not for Covid-19, we really don't want to leave the house for stupid shit. I started trying to look for solutions and I remembered YouTube is great with the do it yourself videos. The first one dealing with an F40 code on our style of dryer had a problem at the circuit board and that looked like more than I could handle. I liked the 2nd solution, replacing a faulty fuse. There were like 3-4 videos labeling this a fix for F40 code, so I figured this is my real solution. I opened up the dryer after seeing how they did it (it's a little tricky without help). It was as they said pretty dirty, so I used the vacuum and cleaned up so much lint and dirt and junk from inside the machine. I took off a couple more parts and found the fuse on the bottom. I ordered the part, waited a day to get the new one, even though I tested it like they said and it seemed to be fine (did a continuity test and it beeped like it should have according to another video). I replaced it with the new part and got nothing. By this time, I opened up the top where the circuit board was at and found the test booklet to check for this and that. It showed another fuse, a thermistor, close tot he fuse, so I took it off and tested it. It tested fine, so I wasn't going to order another one. I had been talking to Wife and we had pretty much decided to go to Lowe's and look at a new dryer when I thought about tearing up the circuit board. The one the guy had was rough looking and it had an ugly burn mark on the back. My circuit board looked pristine and new. I still took it apart and "Wow, there it was!" From the back, it looked exactly like his, a big ole burn mark on the plastic and a hole in the circuit board. The guy in the first video soldered a small piece of metal wire to establish a connection, so I told Boy, who has done this a lot more than me to get his solder gun and fix it for me. He had it going within a couple minutes, I had already shown him where to where to make the connection and viola! We are back in action.
I don't know how long this fix will last, but I am at least on the second load right now, so I can say I got a little more use out of it. Hopefully, the fix keeps us going a couple more years. Replacing the circuit board is a mixed bag of thoughts. The part looks to cost about $180. That dryer was a high end $1200 unit with misting capabilities to remove wrinkles and other fancy stuff, but like the washer we replaced with a $270 unit, the cheap version is working just as well (and we have never really used the fancy wrinkle remover options). I don't think I will be buying high priced machines like that anymore, the next dryer will be under $400.
Sunday, May 31, 2020
Saturday, May 30, 2020
5/30/20 Jumanji: The Next Level (Movie Rental)
I am not sure if this counts as a night out at the movies, but we just saw the newest Jumanji movie last night. It was so new, we paid $5.99 for the privilege to see it. This is only the 2nd or third movie I have been willing to pay for, normally I am too cheap to consider the idea. I remember being very apprehensive to watch the 2017 version because to me Jumanji was a Robin Williams vehicle and it coming out after he passed away just seemed disrespectful, but after viewing it a few months ago randomly for free, it had finally been out long enough, I have to say, I really enjoyed the new direction they went with.
I have always liked Jack Black, but thought he was too goofy to play the hero. He managed to find just the right fit in this movie where he can play dramatic without seeming outlandish, he is playing a girl. The Rock is the perfect hero type, Kevin Hart, tiny by the Rock's side makes a good comedy sidekick. The girl, Karen Gillan, may not have the fame of the other three, but she is very sexy as the kick-ass Ruby. It would have been hard to get these four people to somehow sit down and play the video game in the real world, as game avatars, they make perfect sense.
For the third installment, this 2019 version, Danny DeVito comes out as Spencer's (kid who turns into the Rock) grandpa. He is mean and nasty and has a chip on his shoulder. It turns out he has a grudge and most of his anger is towards the Danny Glover character. Back in the day they had a café, and Devito loved it, but Glover convinced them to sell it as they got older. Glover wanted more out of life, such as travel and not be a slave to the job. DeVito was who he was because of his shop. He lost his identity.
This is sort of a Christmas movie, the 4 kids are back home for the holidays and Spencer is back to being an outcast on his own. He doesn't feel comfortable in his own skin and tries to repair the Jumanji game they destroyed and it manages to suck them back in for another round, this time grandpa and his old friend get sucked in. During the fighting and adventures, DeVito and Glover finally understand each other and they make up. As far as the game, they are back to finding another stone, and working together, they save the world.
Since more people get sucked into the game, there are more avatars to meet. Danny DeVito turns into an Asian thief, played by Awkwafina, and Glover becomes a beautiful black horse. There are a couple of intense situations, when they are being chased by ostrichs and then again on the maze of moving ladders when they are being chased by mandrills (oversized baboons).
I have always liked Jack Black, but thought he was too goofy to play the hero. He managed to find just the right fit in this movie where he can play dramatic without seeming outlandish, he is playing a girl. The Rock is the perfect hero type, Kevin Hart, tiny by the Rock's side makes a good comedy sidekick. The girl, Karen Gillan, may not have the fame of the other three, but she is very sexy as the kick-ass Ruby. It would have been hard to get these four people to somehow sit down and play the video game in the real world, as game avatars, they make perfect sense.
For the third installment, this 2019 version, Danny DeVito comes out as Spencer's (kid who turns into the Rock) grandpa. He is mean and nasty and has a chip on his shoulder. It turns out he has a grudge and most of his anger is towards the Danny Glover character. Back in the day they had a café, and Devito loved it, but Glover convinced them to sell it as they got older. Glover wanted more out of life, such as travel and not be a slave to the job. DeVito was who he was because of his shop. He lost his identity.
This is sort of a Christmas movie, the 4 kids are back home for the holidays and Spencer is back to being an outcast on his own. He doesn't feel comfortable in his own skin and tries to repair the Jumanji game they destroyed and it manages to suck them back in for another round, this time grandpa and his old friend get sucked in. During the fighting and adventures, DeVito and Glover finally understand each other and they make up. As far as the game, they are back to finding another stone, and working together, they save the world.
Since more people get sucked into the game, there are more avatars to meet. Danny DeVito turns into an Asian thief, played by Awkwafina, and Glover becomes a beautiful black horse. There are a couple of intense situations, when they are being chased by ostrichs and then again on the maze of moving ladders when they are being chased by mandrills (oversized baboons).
Friday, May 29, 2020
5/29/20 Just When You Think You Are Ahead Of Your Credit Cards?
I am starting to think it might not be possible to ever get out of the shadow of our credit cards. We have done some serious damage to our credit card usage and even as far as a couple weeks ago, I was naively thinking "ahhh, we have defeated the credit monster." I guess I forget that the monster is always hearing and he does not like being left behind. We had just made this deal with Boy to give me half his government stipend, to help us out, and he had agreed, but then he gets a bill for $598.00 for dental work he got done in January. He is now past the age of 26, so he is not on our insurance plan and he isn't working since Nano went belly up. Instead of taking on the bill, I told him to pay it with the money he was going to give us. Grrrr, but at least the bill goes away.
Last week, Wife told him to get the inspection done on his Edge so she can drive it on alternate days, so she doesn't have to put all those miles on her car. He then causally mentions how bad the tires on the front of his car look. I had to call him out on this. I said "come on Boy, you are 26, I can't just keep buying you tires every time you wear them out. I bought you two tires last year when the alignment was so bad the tires got eaten up, it is the same thing?" He said "No, it's just they are old." Well then, replace them, it's only two tires and you are getting a nice unemployment check. I looked them up, they go for about $157, he was trying to get out of it saying he would go today because he wanted to sleep in yesterday, but I got him out the door by 4:50pm and he was back by 6:30pm. They even found a nail in one of the good tires which they also fixed.
Yesterday, thinking I had a long weekend of doing nothing, Wife calls to tell me I will be taking Javalina to the dentist. I got a little pissy, but I figured the sooner we go, the better. When we got there I asked the lady that answered the phone if this was for a cleaning or for extra work. She said they were going to work on his crown and I told her I would rather not, specially since he hasn't complained about any pain. She said we could reevaluate in 6 months. The last crown was like $600.
Last night, Wife got home tired from work and we went up to our room by like 7:00pm. We were asleep early, which means I got up at 2:30am, looking for something to do. I was going to look at our bills, I am getting excited we are getting closer and closer to getting out of credit debt. Boy sees me at the stairs and casually mentions "Oh yeah, the dryer stopped working a while ago." Damn it! is all I thought. I started looking at the dryers on the Best Buy website, but then I thought of YouTube. After looking for solutions to the F40 code, I ordered the part which I have already taken off at a cost of $16. If this works, I will have saved me the cost of at least a $400 dryer. Something else will pop up and make me get in debt soon enough.
Thursday, May 28, 2020
5/28/20 My Kids Are Seriously Off Cycle?
I have always had a problem sleeping at night and operating during the day, like normal people because I have now been on night shift something like 24 years. I don't complain and it is fine, except when it is time to get with other people, like my folks who are always surprised to find out that I do still work nights, so I might not want to be up in the morning on my day off.
I wrote that to explain my part in this. My kids, though, they do not work at Walmart stocking at night, or with the Austin Police Department where occasionally they are on nights. Nah, my kids are just night owls, which they took to right away, since spring break for Javalina. Boy was kind of taking a class, but he is in the middle of the end of the semester and starting classes for the summer which we have told him he has to do, he really needs to graduate soon. But I digress, I got home last night fairly early, all the work was done and there was no reason for me to stay at work longer than about 10:00pm. I got home, Wife did go to work this morning at 5:00am, but she had napped, so she sat with me while I ate some leftover chicken and tenders from the night before.
After talking and saying goodnight, I told her I was staying downstairs because I like to watch TV at night even if I fall asleep and wake up all night long. She needs the room to be black and quiet or she complains, so this works for us. I probably slept about two hours between midnight and 5:00am when Javalina came to wake me so we could walk Wife out to her car. While I was putting a shirt on, Boy and Sweetie also came down. While Wife was getting a glass full of ice and water for her drive, Boy and Sweetie danced in the kitchen, they were talking about going to get morning tacos and donuts. Javalina invited himself somehow, they usually don't take him, but this time he went. So I walked Wife out and a minute later the boys left to go get tacos and donuts. I waited about an hour and I know I dozed in and out so I thought the donuts might be there waiting, but nothing. I would have gotten worried but I was too sleepy, so I went back to bed. I then woke at almost 8:00am and the donuts and 1 taco were on the counter. Boy came down to tell me I had two tacos for me, but I told him I ate the one taco. He shook his head and said, it must have been Big Boy who ate your other taco. It was fine, I wanted donuts.
Javalina didn't come back down, but even as I am writing this at 10:00am, I hear noises upstairs, so I know either 1 or both of them are still up in their rooms. It is a weird time in this age of corona, but every time I tell them to go to bed early, they ask me what for? I don't have a good reason, I certainly don't want them up early being annoying, so I guess this works for right now. I know that I have to go to bed soon, Wife gets out at 1:00-2:00pm, and she should be back around 5:00pm, so I need to be awake and look half interested in what she might have to say.
I wrote that to explain my part in this. My kids, though, they do not work at Walmart stocking at night, or with the Austin Police Department where occasionally they are on nights. Nah, my kids are just night owls, which they took to right away, since spring break for Javalina. Boy was kind of taking a class, but he is in the middle of the end of the semester and starting classes for the summer which we have told him he has to do, he really needs to graduate soon. But I digress, I got home last night fairly early, all the work was done and there was no reason for me to stay at work longer than about 10:00pm. I got home, Wife did go to work this morning at 5:00am, but she had napped, so she sat with me while I ate some leftover chicken and tenders from the night before.
After talking and saying goodnight, I told her I was staying downstairs because I like to watch TV at night even if I fall asleep and wake up all night long. She needs the room to be black and quiet or she complains, so this works for us. I probably slept about two hours between midnight and 5:00am when Javalina came to wake me so we could walk Wife out to her car. While I was putting a shirt on, Boy and Sweetie also came down. While Wife was getting a glass full of ice and water for her drive, Boy and Sweetie danced in the kitchen, they were talking about going to get morning tacos and donuts. Javalina invited himself somehow, they usually don't take him, but this time he went. So I walked Wife out and a minute later the boys left to go get tacos and donuts. I waited about an hour and I know I dozed in and out so I thought the donuts might be there waiting, but nothing. I would have gotten worried but I was too sleepy, so I went back to bed. I then woke at almost 8:00am and the donuts and 1 taco were on the counter. Boy came down to tell me I had two tacos for me, but I told him I ate the one taco. He shook his head and said, it must have been Big Boy who ate your other taco. It was fine, I wanted donuts.
Javalina didn't come back down, but even as I am writing this at 10:00am, I hear noises upstairs, so I know either 1 or both of them are still up in their rooms. It is a weird time in this age of corona, but every time I tell them to go to bed early, they ask me what for? I don't have a good reason, I certainly don't want them up early being annoying, so I guess this works for right now. I know that I have to go to bed soon, Wife gets out at 1:00-2:00pm, and she should be back around 5:00pm, so I need to be awake and look half interested in what she might have to say.
Wednesday, May 27, 2020
5/27/20 Racism Is Alive And Well?
I try to be positive and whenever I encounter something I see as uncomfortable, my first take is to assume the other person is just having a bad day. On the other hand, I don't usually put myself in situations where I have to defend my actions against another, just because my ego has run amok. My family pretty much see racism every time they come and visit, sometimes I am left flabbergasted at their thought process. I might throw in a simple "can't they have made a mistake?" No, my family members will always argue that I am blind to it because I live here and I want to pretend it's nicer than it is. Luckily, I have never encountered anything as grotesque as these two incidents that I guess occurred over the weekend.
The first situation occurred after the cops were called on a situation where a black guy was trying to cash some fake checks or something like that. Next thing we see is the police officer holding down the offending person, he is already face down and the bigger cop has his knee and it seems his entire weight on the criminal. He must have forgot that even if he is a criminal, he is a human first and you just can't treat a person that poorly. I have seen the position and it is very good at controlling the perp at least until handcuffs can be applied. As far as the story says, the cop just stayed on top of the man for over five minutes applying pressure to his neck. The man repeatedly yelled that he couldn't breath, eventually he died, probably at a hospital. I have no problem with the cops beating the shit out of somebody, specially after a car chase or the criminal acting like an asshole, punch him, throw him to the ground, but once you have the upper hand, the officer needs to act more professionally.
The next story might be more blatant on the racism scale, a birder walking down a trail ran into a woman in the middle of Central Park in New York. He told the lady to put her dog on a leash and suddenly her inner Karen was awoken. She threatened the man first to stop filming her, and then she threatened to call the cops saying she was being attacked by a black man. He said "go ahead, call them." We then get to hear some pretty amazing acting in which Karen the bitch becomes the poor little girl victim being pursued by a big black man. The only problem was that the black man had a camera and caught everything on film. As a result, Karen lost her job, when her employer saw this going viral on the internet. She had to return the dog to the place where she "rescued it". She then put out an apology, but really, does the apology mean anything? All he said was to put the dog on a leash, was it really that bad of a suggestion? You obviously never have the dog under control in the two minutes you are trying to cry wolf.
I absolutely hate people like this. They use our city resources to try and scare and manipulate. They never see life through the other person's eyes, only through their own and how they are wronged by the world.
The first situation occurred after the cops were called on a situation where a black guy was trying to cash some fake checks or something like that. Next thing we see is the police officer holding down the offending person, he is already face down and the bigger cop has his knee and it seems his entire weight on the criminal. He must have forgot that even if he is a criminal, he is a human first and you just can't treat a person that poorly. I have seen the position and it is very good at controlling the perp at least until handcuffs can be applied. As far as the story says, the cop just stayed on top of the man for over five minutes applying pressure to his neck. The man repeatedly yelled that he couldn't breath, eventually he died, probably at a hospital. I have no problem with the cops beating the shit out of somebody, specially after a car chase or the criminal acting like an asshole, punch him, throw him to the ground, but once you have the upper hand, the officer needs to act more professionally.
The next story might be more blatant on the racism scale, a birder walking down a trail ran into a woman in the middle of Central Park in New York. He told the lady to put her dog on a leash and suddenly her inner Karen was awoken. She threatened the man first to stop filming her, and then she threatened to call the cops saying she was being attacked by a black man. He said "go ahead, call them." We then get to hear some pretty amazing acting in which Karen the bitch becomes the poor little girl victim being pursued by a big black man. The only problem was that the black man had a camera and caught everything on film. As a result, Karen lost her job, when her employer saw this going viral on the internet. She had to return the dog to the place where she "rescued it". She then put out an apology, but really, does the apology mean anything? All he said was to put the dog on a leash, was it really that bad of a suggestion? You obviously never have the dog under control in the two minutes you are trying to cry wolf.
I absolutely hate people like this. They use our city resources to try and scare and manipulate. They never see life through the other person's eyes, only through their own and how they are wronged by the world.
Tuesday, May 26, 2020
5/26/20 Another Stye?
I got out of work feeling like I had a pimple starting up in my eyelid last night. I kind of figured it might be another stye, but I didn't have a way to get a good look at work. I stayed longer than I wanted to and I certainly didn't want to waste time going into a bathroom out of my way, so I just walked, assuming it wouldn't be in full bloom to scare the natives. By the time I got home it felt like something was definitely there, but the eyelid wasn't really messed up or looking funky yet.
I sat and ate dinner, wrote a blog for yesterday, even though it was already late, and waited. I was up until at least 3:30am before I felt so tired I needed to lay down. Wife woke me at 5:00am that she was leaving for work, yes driving to La Pryor, so I walked her out but felt like my eye had doubled in size in that 1-2 hours of laying down. As soon as she left I headed to the bathroom to see what was going on and gah!, grossness on my eyelid. It looked like I had been punched hard in the upper eyelid, all fat and kind of droopy over my eye.
I remember that one treatment is to take a hot compress and push at the stye. The idea is to push the fluid out of the tear duct, which is all a stye is, a tear duct that got infected with something. Wife likes to say it is because I lay there scratching and grabbing at my nether regions and then I poke at my face. Maybe, but shouldn't my own body be immune to stuff I have on me already?
If it wasn't corona time, I would go to the minute clinic to get that ointment to put on my eyelid, but of course, I could get the whole "you are dying, go to the E/R now!" crap again. Worst case scenario, it'll clear itself up in less than a week, so I just have to bear it. I had another stye about 4-5 months ago and I remember it went away by itself after about 4 days. I am not going to worry about it, I pretty much work by myself once I get past the lobby in Bldg4 where all the security and thermal scanners are to check our temperature before coming in to work. Plus, it is a short week and I already got past day one. I just need to go in tonight and tomorrow and I am done for the week.
I sat and ate dinner, wrote a blog for yesterday, even though it was already late, and waited. I was up until at least 3:30am before I felt so tired I needed to lay down. Wife woke me at 5:00am that she was leaving for work, yes driving to La Pryor, so I walked her out but felt like my eye had doubled in size in that 1-2 hours of laying down. As soon as she left I headed to the bathroom to see what was going on and gah!, grossness on my eyelid. It looked like I had been punched hard in the upper eyelid, all fat and kind of droopy over my eye.
I remember that one treatment is to take a hot compress and push at the stye. The idea is to push the fluid out of the tear duct, which is all a stye is, a tear duct that got infected with something. Wife likes to say it is because I lay there scratching and grabbing at my nether regions and then I poke at my face. Maybe, but shouldn't my own body be immune to stuff I have on me already?
If it wasn't corona time, I would go to the minute clinic to get that ointment to put on my eyelid, but of course, I could get the whole "you are dying, go to the E/R now!" crap again. Worst case scenario, it'll clear itself up in less than a week, so I just have to bear it. I had another stye about 4-5 months ago and I remember it went away by itself after about 4 days. I am not going to worry about it, I pretty much work by myself once I get past the lobby in Bldg4 where all the security and thermal scanners are to check our temperature before coming in to work. Plus, it is a short week and I already got past day one. I just need to go in tonight and tomorrow and I am done for the week.
5/25/20 Memorial Day Holiday?
I can't really call Memorial Day a holiday for myself, I worked Monday night. The cool thing about my schedule is that we get 8 hours for the normal people to be off on Monday, because I work nights and split two days, I put my hours worked on the second day, so Monday night ends on Tuesday morning, I put my time on Tuesday. I should walk away from this holiday with an extra eight hours pay. But what is Memorial Day anyway? It is a day to honor all the soldiers, men and women, who have died while serving our country.
Closest thing I have done in regards to the military is look up our military power and how it compares to other countries. Apparently, we are way ahead of most countries and we are pushing the envelope to stay there. Some quick examples, there are currently 20 aircraft carriers operating in the world's oceans and seas and the US owns 11 of them. Not only that, we have been in the aircraft business now almost 100 years and our skill puts us way ahead. Most aircraft carriers are in the 40-60 thousand pounds and carry 40-50 aircraft. The Gerald R Ford class is replacing the Nimitz class carriers and they come in at 100 thousand tons and can carry over 75 aircraft. The Nimitz class which is the carrier doing the bulk of the work is known to carry more than 90 aircraft, easily double what the 1-2 carriers that other countries are working with. I feel safer knowing that our country is the one with the most weapons and if I heard correctly, the Air Force has the most aircraft followed by the US Army and then the US Navy before any other countries even shows up on the list.
If that isn't impressive enough, I was just reading a story that the Navy now has an operational Laser on some of its ships. Per Geneva Convention rules (I think I read that), they are not to be used on humans or equipment such as planes with humans on board. But, China was caught using a laser device on one of our ships recently, so I say tit for tat.
We could also mention our submarines which are now mostly nuclear, so they can run for months at a time. We have specialty planes which fly during periods when our planes could be attacked, and this planes do nothing but jam radars, and prevent their equipment from working properly.
We don't do a lot of things right, but fortunately for us, the military is one of the things being done right and with a seemingly unlimited personnel load, we can keep the draft around just to scare the hippies and the ne'er do wells. Well, thank you service men and women, keep doing what you do, keep us safe at home.
Closest thing I have done in regards to the military is look up our military power and how it compares to other countries. Apparently, we are way ahead of most countries and we are pushing the envelope to stay there. Some quick examples, there are currently 20 aircraft carriers operating in the world's oceans and seas and the US owns 11 of them. Not only that, we have been in the aircraft business now almost 100 years and our skill puts us way ahead. Most aircraft carriers are in the 40-60 thousand pounds and carry 40-50 aircraft. The Gerald R Ford class is replacing the Nimitz class carriers and they come in at 100 thousand tons and can carry over 75 aircraft. The Nimitz class which is the carrier doing the bulk of the work is known to carry more than 90 aircraft, easily double what the 1-2 carriers that other countries are working with. I feel safer knowing that our country is the one with the most weapons and if I heard correctly, the Air Force has the most aircraft followed by the US Army and then the US Navy before any other countries even shows up on the list.
If that isn't impressive enough, I was just reading a story that the Navy now has an operational Laser on some of its ships. Per Geneva Convention rules (I think I read that), they are not to be used on humans or equipment such as planes with humans on board. But, China was caught using a laser device on one of our ships recently, so I say tit for tat.
We could also mention our submarines which are now mostly nuclear, so they can run for months at a time. We have specialty planes which fly during periods when our planes could be attacked, and this planes do nothing but jam radars, and prevent their equipment from working properly.
We don't do a lot of things right, but fortunately for us, the military is one of the things being done right and with a seemingly unlimited personnel load, we can keep the draft around just to scare the hippies and the ne'er do wells. Well, thank you service men and women, keep doing what you do, keep us safe at home.
Saturday, May 23, 2020
5/24/20 First Family Visit? (Part 2 of 2)
We got off at Target, put on our masks and did the slow march from way out in the parking lot. Most people were covered up and still some seemed to not realize we are in the middle of a pandemic. Oh well, what can you do about the slow witted and the dumb? Boy and Sweetie headed to the back of the store and came back with two packages of Polaroid film, we got the gift card we agreed best suited our nephew and after Boy sweet talked Mama into buying him the film, we paid and got going. Before jumping on the highway, we all decided we really needed some sodas, if not burgers and fries, so we stopped at the closest Mcdonald's and got sodas and teas for all.
It was really a nice drive, the clouds starting rolling in and even though it was close to 6:00pm, the sun never got in our eyes because the cloud cover kept it at bay. I would've loved to stop at Bass Pro Shops or a couple of other places, but in this timeframe, it just seems irresponsible and kind of stupid. We got to my in-laws, Wife and I got off with a face mask, but the kids did not. It was a weird feeling walking into their house as they all said hi and came up to hug us and say hi. With my mask on, Wife took hers off as soon as she hugged her mom, everyone was being cute and kind of mocking if I would prefer a fist bump or an elbow bump, meanwhile I look back and my whole clan is pretty much in a love embrace with family we all love and haven't seen since February, I think. I took off the mask figuring even if I wear it, everyone I live with just exposed themselves and vice versa for them. I told my mother and father in law sorry if we get you sick, I don't want to be responsible for "killing you". My father in law said "don't worry, at least we die happy with everyone here together."
I was tense and uncomfortable for awhile, but then I figured everyone seems to be fine, so might as well enjoy the day. We got there just in time for the crawfish boil to be done. I was served a basket of stuff from the pot, including crawfish, shrimp, corn, and potatoes. I figured I needed to share this with Wife, I have never been able to eat a proper crawfish the right way. I told Boy to show Sweetie, he took a mudbug, ripped in half, sucked on the head and ate the meaty body. Sweetie was in mild shock, not knowing how to react. Wife then did the same, Javalina would not try it, but he did eat most of my shrimp. The food just kept on coming, we also had grilled chicken, pork ribs, moyejas, and some skewers of beef meat. As a side, of course they had Cajun rice and red beans. Everything was great, although spicy as hell. The whole evening was great, other than my stomach getting hot at one point. I thought either we leave right now and I pinch this bad boy all the way home, or I just concede defeat and go to the potty here. I looked at Wife who was in the middle of another story, which meant there was no way she was almost done, and we hadn't eaten cake.
I went in the bathroom, did my business, showered and came out to a weird feeling of being alone. Evryone was gone, I thought maybe someone was leaving, but no, they were all in the back, they sang happy birthday in the covered porch in the back. I felt brand new and clean, so I didn't want to eat cake and looking at the weather, felt like it was time to go. Wife still had another story or two to tell and when she finally got up to pee, I ate the last slice of cake. We said our goodbyes and left. All in all, I thought it was a great day, I didn't realize I missed visiting with people so much.
It was really a nice drive, the clouds starting rolling in and even though it was close to 6:00pm, the sun never got in our eyes because the cloud cover kept it at bay. I would've loved to stop at Bass Pro Shops or a couple of other places, but in this timeframe, it just seems irresponsible and kind of stupid. We got to my in-laws, Wife and I got off with a face mask, but the kids did not. It was a weird feeling walking into their house as they all said hi and came up to hug us and say hi. With my mask on, Wife took hers off as soon as she hugged her mom, everyone was being cute and kind of mocking if I would prefer a fist bump or an elbow bump, meanwhile I look back and my whole clan is pretty much in a love embrace with family we all love and haven't seen since February, I think. I took off the mask figuring even if I wear it, everyone I live with just exposed themselves and vice versa for them. I told my mother and father in law sorry if we get you sick, I don't want to be responsible for "killing you". My father in law said "don't worry, at least we die happy with everyone here together."
I was tense and uncomfortable for awhile, but then I figured everyone seems to be fine, so might as well enjoy the day. We got there just in time for the crawfish boil to be done. I was served a basket of stuff from the pot, including crawfish, shrimp, corn, and potatoes. I figured I needed to share this with Wife, I have never been able to eat a proper crawfish the right way. I told Boy to show Sweetie, he took a mudbug, ripped in half, sucked on the head and ate the meaty body. Sweetie was in mild shock, not knowing how to react. Wife then did the same, Javalina would not try it, but he did eat most of my shrimp. The food just kept on coming, we also had grilled chicken, pork ribs, moyejas, and some skewers of beef meat. As a side, of course they had Cajun rice and red beans. Everything was great, although spicy as hell. The whole evening was great, other than my stomach getting hot at one point. I thought either we leave right now and I pinch this bad boy all the way home, or I just concede defeat and go to the potty here. I looked at Wife who was in the middle of another story, which meant there was no way she was almost done, and we hadn't eaten cake.
I went in the bathroom, did my business, showered and came out to a weird feeling of being alone. Evryone was gone, I thought maybe someone was leaving, but no, they were all in the back, they sang happy birthday in the covered porch in the back. I felt brand new and clean, so I didn't want to eat cake and looking at the weather, felt like it was time to go. Wife still had another story or two to tell and when she finally got up to pee, I ate the last slice of cake. We said our goodbyes and left. All in all, I thought it was a great day, I didn't realize I missed visiting with people so much.
5/23/20 First Family Visit? (part 1 of 2)
I keep asking my mom whether it is a good time to go for a visit and the safest bet always seems to be to wait a bit more. I agree, but it did feel good to sit amongst Wife's family and laugh and argue like we usually did in the past. It had been about as long since I had seen my in-laws, sometime before Spring Break, when everything was put on ice and we all were told to go into hiding. Last night, Wife started telling me about what food they were going to be making for my oldest nephew's on my Wife's side's birthday. I wasn't even paying attention, other than she said crawfish boil (already sounded gross, to me) and she kept going on and on. I remember I looked at her and thought why do you care so much about telling me what they are eating? We aren't going to be there, nobody wants us to visit, as far as I knew.
I usually wake up early, write something or other for a blog and then go about my day, whether I go back to bed or stay awake for awhile just depends on the mood of the day. This morning, I mamaged to come down, make a cup of coffee at 7:00am, then fell asleep on the chair, I never even got my cup of coffee, I think it might still be on the coffeemaker (it is now after 11:30pm). I decided I wanted to sleep more and just walked over to the guest room downstairs, where I sleep half the time anyway. I slept a good three hours, got up to pee, then slept until 2:00pm. Wife then came down and asked me if I was going with her or staying, she was going to go visit her family. Uhhh, I had just woke up and hadn't even looked at 1 story on YouTube and I was already being rushed. Goddammit, I said. Go put on your make-up, I'll be up in 10-15 minutes to shower. I did and then when I got out and was finally ready, Boy and Sweetie also decided they were going, which I thought was going to mean another hour of them getting ready. They got ready pretty quick, and before I was peeing again for the road, everybody got loaded in Wife's Telluride, I got my backpack, which is now filled with masks and stuff (gloves) to allow us to be in public.
It was nice to see both boys dressed up in pants and nice shirts, for a change. As we were leaving, Boy asked a very 1980's question "can we stop at Target, I need film for my Polaroid camera?" He just said a sad reply to himself "I guess no Target as we turned right to head to San Antonio." His mom said don't worry, we'll stop on the road, we need a gift for the birthday boy too. We got as Far as San Marcos, when I had remembered the birthday boy still had what I had thought was "our shotgun". Both Wife and Boy got squirrelly when I told Boy to remember and get our shotgun back. Wife was all I don't think it is our shotgun, you told my dad you weren't comfortable with Boy having the guns as his. Boy tried to tell me I had ruined it with my opinion on guns. I got mad or defensive because I know I haven't been anti-guns for a long time now and was actually glad we had those guns as they were a fine start to a decent gun collection. All this was happening as we got off the highway and headed to the Target. I told Wife if that is the case, stop at Academy, I will get us our own guns. Academy is next door to Target, but Wife just treats me like a crazed man-child, she says to cut it out, you can get your guns later, after you have a chance to think about it. I know she was right but in the moment all I can do is "Grrr".
I usually wake up early, write something or other for a blog and then go about my day, whether I go back to bed or stay awake for awhile just depends on the mood of the day. This morning, I mamaged to come down, make a cup of coffee at 7:00am, then fell asleep on the chair, I never even got my cup of coffee, I think it might still be on the coffeemaker (it is now after 11:30pm). I decided I wanted to sleep more and just walked over to the guest room downstairs, where I sleep half the time anyway. I slept a good three hours, got up to pee, then slept until 2:00pm. Wife then came down and asked me if I was going with her or staying, she was going to go visit her family. Uhhh, I had just woke up and hadn't even looked at 1 story on YouTube and I was already being rushed. Goddammit, I said. Go put on your make-up, I'll be up in 10-15 minutes to shower. I did and then when I got out and was finally ready, Boy and Sweetie also decided they were going, which I thought was going to mean another hour of them getting ready. They got ready pretty quick, and before I was peeing again for the road, everybody got loaded in Wife's Telluride, I got my backpack, which is now filled with masks and stuff (gloves) to allow us to be in public.
It was nice to see both boys dressed up in pants and nice shirts, for a change. As we were leaving, Boy asked a very 1980's question "can we stop at Target, I need film for my Polaroid camera?" He just said a sad reply to himself "I guess no Target as we turned right to head to San Antonio." His mom said don't worry, we'll stop on the road, we need a gift for the birthday boy too. We got as Far as San Marcos, when I had remembered the birthday boy still had what I had thought was "our shotgun". Both Wife and Boy got squirrelly when I told Boy to remember and get our shotgun back. Wife was all I don't think it is our shotgun, you told my dad you weren't comfortable with Boy having the guns as his. Boy tried to tell me I had ruined it with my opinion on guns. I got mad or defensive because I know I haven't been anti-guns for a long time now and was actually glad we had those guns as they were a fine start to a decent gun collection. All this was happening as we got off the highway and headed to the Target. I told Wife if that is the case, stop at Academy, I will get us our own guns. Academy is next door to Target, but Wife just treats me like a crazed man-child, she says to cut it out, you can get your guns later, after you have a chance to think about it. I know she was right but in the moment all I can do is "Grrr".
Friday, May 22, 2020
5/22/20 Why Do Scumbags Want Nice Shit?
I just saw yet another Active Self Protection video of some random piece of shit human stealing for the sake of having something he can't or shouldn't be able to afford. The kid comes in acts like he is looking at the cases of jewelry and talking on his phone, then when he feels like the time is right, he pulls out a gun and demands the "Rowlexes", all of them.
I am sorry, but I feel insulted when someone gets to wear what I consider a badge of honor without earning it. I have a Rolex, and it was quite a commitment to invest and pay for the almost $9,000. The first one I got nearly 18 years ago was "only" $5000. It sounds ugly, but I have earned the right to wear these, I worked hard through school, I have done everything as society has told me to in order to consider myself a successful person, I may carry a bit of credit card debt, but I pay my bills all on time, so I see no wrongdoing there.
These nothing a-holes who just wave a gun and get to wear what I have worked all my life for just bring down the value of the name. I have nothing against rappers who adorn themselves in expensive watches and everything else, it is part of the lifestyle and I get it. Like it or not, the music sells and some of these guys are crazy rich, so buy whatever you want. The problem comes when the little fans working minimum wage then want to emulate their heroes and realize that $7/hr ain't gonna help get you to even an Air-King (entry level Rolex).
I equate someone who doesn't deserve to wear one in the same sense as someone buying a Super Bowl ring at a pawn shop, or hanging a degree from a University on your wall that you didn't earn. The athlete who earned that ring should feel all the joy and pride that goes with the hard work to earn that ring. Same with earning a degree, enjoy it on the wall, let company gaze upon your accomplishments. Well, how does a punk ass who barely works deserve to wear a $10,000-20,000 watch? I know it seems ridiculous to spend that kind of money, but I am being conservative, they quickly go up from there. And if I have "extra" money and wish to treat myself, what should society care, provided I have earned it.
There are many things that I want from life. I want to drive a big truck, I want a boat attached to the truck, and I would even like a smallish second home on some waterfront property somewhere. The difference between me and that scumbag is that I am going to work hard all my life and when I get those things, they will be mine because of hard work, dedication, and persistence. As far as the store that got held up, I can't deny that I blame them a little bit. The store manager was fucking around with his shoes not paying attention. I'm sorry, but black or not, if a young kid comes into your jewelry store wearing a big hoodie, almost covering his face, not really paying attention on his phone, you gotta think something is not right. This was in Houston, the owner/manager had to have a gun somewhere nearby.
I am sorry, but I feel insulted when someone gets to wear what I consider a badge of honor without earning it. I have a Rolex, and it was quite a commitment to invest and pay for the almost $9,000. The first one I got nearly 18 years ago was "only" $5000. It sounds ugly, but I have earned the right to wear these, I worked hard through school, I have done everything as society has told me to in order to consider myself a successful person, I may carry a bit of credit card debt, but I pay my bills all on time, so I see no wrongdoing there.
These nothing a-holes who just wave a gun and get to wear what I have worked all my life for just bring down the value of the name. I have nothing against rappers who adorn themselves in expensive watches and everything else, it is part of the lifestyle and I get it. Like it or not, the music sells and some of these guys are crazy rich, so buy whatever you want. The problem comes when the little fans working minimum wage then want to emulate their heroes and realize that $7/hr ain't gonna help get you to even an Air-King (entry level Rolex).
I equate someone who doesn't deserve to wear one in the same sense as someone buying a Super Bowl ring at a pawn shop, or hanging a degree from a University on your wall that you didn't earn. The athlete who earned that ring should feel all the joy and pride that goes with the hard work to earn that ring. Same with earning a degree, enjoy it on the wall, let company gaze upon your accomplishments. Well, how does a punk ass who barely works deserve to wear a $10,000-20,000 watch? I know it seems ridiculous to spend that kind of money, but I am being conservative, they quickly go up from there. And if I have "extra" money and wish to treat myself, what should society care, provided I have earned it.
There are many things that I want from life. I want to drive a big truck, I want a boat attached to the truck, and I would even like a smallish second home on some waterfront property somewhere. The difference between me and that scumbag is that I am going to work hard all my life and when I get those things, they will be mine because of hard work, dedication, and persistence. As far as the store that got held up, I can't deny that I blame them a little bit. The store manager was fucking around with his shoes not paying attention. I'm sorry, but black or not, if a young kid comes into your jewelry store wearing a big hoodie, almost covering his face, not really paying attention on his phone, you gotta think something is not right. This was in Houston, the owner/manager had to have a gun somewhere nearby.
Thursday, May 21, 2020
5/21/20 Was It The Salad Or Are We Team Covid-19 Now?
When I got home, Wife was in the bedroom, I had called her and told her about my unfortunate situation with my butt. The only reason I thought it was Boy's meal was because I was wiping Quinoa seeds like they were never ending. Wife said, "uh-oh, looks like you, Sweetie and Boy all have corona, all three of you have the shits, a symptom." I told her to shut up and that I was going to go eat my Schlotzsky's Sandwich she had gotten for me. She said I shouldn't, that it was too late and I was already upstairs, just get in bed and eat it for breakfast.
In very uncharacteristic form from me, but very Gallegos form, for sure. I attacked her saying something like "I don't tell you when you eat Fatty, you don't worry about what I do. If you want to be a lazy a-hole and not join me, stay up here with your fagotty vampires, I'll go alone." It was totally asshole of me, specially since she had just looked at my butt and described how raw I was.
I am used to eating alone, I found my sandwich in the fridge, got some chips and even a regular sized glass of Dr. Pepper. All was well with the world, this sandwich never gives me problems, plus I usually poop once a day and I had just squeezed out two and survived. I was looking at some boating videos on YouTube when my stomach started acting up again. I thought it might be a false alarm, maybe a little fart to test things. I got up to get a little more soda and squeeze a fart out and hmm, it felt like it had more than air, so I didn't commit to it. I still wanted to finish watching my video, so I did, but standing up. As soon as it was done, I had to run back upstairs and again I had to go. This time it was just like a faucet, complete diarrhea. Now I was scared, if my ass cheeks were tender after getting home from work, now they were on fire, when I jumped in the shower to get everything clean because I don't believe toilet paper does a proper job.
At this point, it was closer to 3:00am, and Wife was already in bed, but not completely asleep. I told her I was a bit worried I might have gotten Corona, we had DD and his sister visit in the weekend. She said to cut it out and relax, it was just the shitty food Boy made. She then said she and Javalina were ok and they hadn't eaten it. It was only us three that ate it. That made me feel better, and I was able to sleep, until almost 7:00am. I never sleep more than two hours at a time on the bed. I then slept from that time to almost 10:00am. I call that a successful night's sleep and no diarrhea during the night.
Of course, I have to get up in the morning and press my luck. I got a cup of coffee and some oatmeal cookies and ate them. I feel some gurgling in my stomach, but nothing to make me run to the toilet. I am not sure I want to go to work if I am "sick", but maybe if I go and get tagged by the temperature scanner at the front door, I can get a two week vacation, although if I have corona I guess it won't be a vacation, it might be my last hurrah.
In very uncharacteristic form from me, but very Gallegos form, for sure. I attacked her saying something like "I don't tell you when you eat Fatty, you don't worry about what I do. If you want to be a lazy a-hole and not join me, stay up here with your fagotty vampires, I'll go alone." It was totally asshole of me, specially since she had just looked at my butt and described how raw I was.
I am used to eating alone, I found my sandwich in the fridge, got some chips and even a regular sized glass of Dr. Pepper. All was well with the world, this sandwich never gives me problems, plus I usually poop once a day and I had just squeezed out two and survived. I was looking at some boating videos on YouTube when my stomach started acting up again. I thought it might be a false alarm, maybe a little fart to test things. I got up to get a little more soda and squeeze a fart out and hmm, it felt like it had more than air, so I didn't commit to it. I still wanted to finish watching my video, so I did, but standing up. As soon as it was done, I had to run back upstairs and again I had to go. This time it was just like a faucet, complete diarrhea. Now I was scared, if my ass cheeks were tender after getting home from work, now they were on fire, when I jumped in the shower to get everything clean because I don't believe toilet paper does a proper job.
At this point, it was closer to 3:00am, and Wife was already in bed, but not completely asleep. I told her I was a bit worried I might have gotten Corona, we had DD and his sister visit in the weekend. She said to cut it out and relax, it was just the shitty food Boy made. She then said she and Javalina were ok and they hadn't eaten it. It was only us three that ate it. That made me feel better, and I was able to sleep, until almost 7:00am. I never sleep more than two hours at a time on the bed. I then slept from that time to almost 10:00am. I call that a successful night's sleep and no diarrhea during the night.
Of course, I have to get up in the morning and press my luck. I got a cup of coffee and some oatmeal cookies and ate them. I feel some gurgling in my stomach, but nothing to make me run to the toilet. I am not sure I want to go to work if I am "sick", but maybe if I go and get tagged by the temperature scanner at the front door, I can get a two week vacation, although if I have corona I guess it won't be a vacation, it might be my last hurrah.
Wednesday, May 20, 2020
5/20/20 Boy Is An Ass Assassin?
I don't mean that in a weird way, I mean that in the context of he thinks he is a master chef. Monday night is usually meatless Mondays for him and Sweetie. Since they usually do their own thing and we eat our thing, I usually don't care or notice what they do. Now, if I notice they cooked some large chunks of meat, even if it is chicken, I might take a look at their leftovers, but I have learned Monday night is not a good night for that. For some reason, Boy came down just as I got home from work on Monday night, around 1:00am. I was looking for something to eat and I would have been fine with some of our leftover BBQ and some chips. Nope, he suggested I eat his concoction of beans, corn, quinoa, carrots and maybe half a bag of whatever Sweetie's Guinea pig eats. He said it was a protein mix and that I didn't need to eat meat with it. I said thanks, it didn't look too bad, and as soon as he ran upstairs, I added a couple chunks of sausage and fajitas to the plate.
I ate this and didn't think much of it. It stayed down, I didn't burp it or think of it in any way the next day. Wife is working Tuesdays and Thursdays the rest of May, so she was gone all day. Javalina and I managed to finish the leftover BBQ by Tuesday morning, so I tossed a frozen pizza in the oven for lunch. Again, I didn't think much of it, I ate this around 1:00pm, and by 2:00pm I was getting ready for work, pooping and showering, as my stomach churned and made noises to tell me it was time to go. I then napped from around 3:00pm to maybe 4:40pm, on and off. I had planned on sleeping until 6:00pm, but it was too much. Once I woke and tossed and turned, I heard Wife come in, so I made my way downstairs. We caught up with each other's days and I took off to work.
Work was the same as always. I get there with my gloves on from the house, I wipe down all of the surfaces in the lab, as I might touch and lean on any and all of them, along with the keyboards, mouses, and chairs. I take out 3 pairs of gloves, so I can change into new ones after, another pair between 8:00-9:00pm and then a final pair around 10:00-11:00pm. I made the transition of gloves after I peed at 8:00pm just fine. At 11:00pm, with no warning, I went to pee and felt like I might fart, sat and by then it was too late. The Quinoa bomb went off. I was trying to not push and just let a little gas out, but then my stomach said "I'm taking over, it cramped up and released." I was left wiping for ten minutes. That work toilet paper is horrible. It just breaks down with any moisture and leaves nothing but dingleberries in the ass crack. I felt so betrayed by my innards. I carry a big bag of wipes in my backpack like a freaking toddler, in case I have to poop, but this was just a sneak attack. I thought of running to the lab and running back to the bathroom, but that seemed stupid knowing I only had one more hour of work.
I manned up as much as I could, knowing my ass was already destroyed, finished, then contemplated the walk to the car. They make us park in front of building four, which means I have to walk like a quarter mile to get to my car. I did this slowly and gingerly. As soon as I got home, I crawled upstairs and took a shower. I haven't been doing that, showering at night before bed but it felt so great, like I was going to be alright after all.
I ate this and didn't think much of it. It stayed down, I didn't burp it or think of it in any way the next day. Wife is working Tuesdays and Thursdays the rest of May, so she was gone all day. Javalina and I managed to finish the leftover BBQ by Tuesday morning, so I tossed a frozen pizza in the oven for lunch. Again, I didn't think much of it, I ate this around 1:00pm, and by 2:00pm I was getting ready for work, pooping and showering, as my stomach churned and made noises to tell me it was time to go. I then napped from around 3:00pm to maybe 4:40pm, on and off. I had planned on sleeping until 6:00pm, but it was too much. Once I woke and tossed and turned, I heard Wife come in, so I made my way downstairs. We caught up with each other's days and I took off to work.
Work was the same as always. I get there with my gloves on from the house, I wipe down all of the surfaces in the lab, as I might touch and lean on any and all of them, along with the keyboards, mouses, and chairs. I take out 3 pairs of gloves, so I can change into new ones after, another pair between 8:00-9:00pm and then a final pair around 10:00-11:00pm. I made the transition of gloves after I peed at 8:00pm just fine. At 11:00pm, with no warning, I went to pee and felt like I might fart, sat and by then it was too late. The Quinoa bomb went off. I was trying to not push and just let a little gas out, but then my stomach said "I'm taking over, it cramped up and released." I was left wiping for ten minutes. That work toilet paper is horrible. It just breaks down with any moisture and leaves nothing but dingleberries in the ass crack. I felt so betrayed by my innards. I carry a big bag of wipes in my backpack like a freaking toddler, in case I have to poop, but this was just a sneak attack. I thought of running to the lab and running back to the bathroom, but that seemed stupid knowing I only had one more hour of work.
I manned up as much as I could, knowing my ass was already destroyed, finished, then contemplated the walk to the car. They make us park in front of building four, which means I have to walk like a quarter mile to get to my car. I did this slowly and gingerly. As soon as I got home, I crawled upstairs and took a shower. I haven't been doing that, showering at night before bed but it felt so great, like I was going to be alright after all.
Tuesday, May 19, 2020
5/19/20 Backlash On Covid-19?
I am no expert, but going by the stories I am reading and listening to on YouTube, it may turn out that the deaths attributed to corona are perhaps artificially elevated. A study was done with the data from Colorado, according to Crowder (a YouTube conservative who I have begin to listen to), and as much as 25% of the deaths are being removed from the tally of Covid-19 deaths. Among them were, for example, a guy who committed suicide because he had a family member in the hospital sick with the virus. His autopsy showed that he tested positive for Corona, so his cause of death is listed as corona. Another case had a guy pretty much drowning of alcohol, with a Blood Alcohol Reading of .55, and he was listed as a corona death, I guess he too tested positive for corona.
Another problem for the data is that the mean age for the older population affected by corona is older than the average expected age for a common human to live to (around 79). As far as I know, humans don't live forever, anyone over 80 who survives an infection such as corona, or even the simple flu, should consider themselves lucky and thank the medical experts who seem to do magic with the advances they make. As recently as 2018, there were somewhere on the order of 79,000 deaths in the US alone attributed to influenza, still a very potent killer which also kills mostly the elderly and the weak.
The new numbers being tossed around is not 7% or even 5% which I kept figuring as a safer number for the US. The new mortality number is below 1% for those under 79. This means that most people under the age of 70, will be fine, unless there are other complications in your respiratory system. I think this information is useful, not because I am one of those nut jobs insisting on going out in public because I am bored and it is time, but humans are not meant to be solitary creatures.
Yes, you might be safer from corona if you self-isolate, but you also increase your chance of depression, suicidal thoughts, drinking too much, or getting involved in other self defeating activities. I don't know what is the best course of action to take. When this started I thought, well, the easiest way to get around this is to just let the whole country be exposed and let the cards fall where they may. This gave me a slight panic attack, since they had mentioned that the obese are a prime target to die, but then it seemed like the adults in control had a plan. I don't think they really do. If we just have to wait a few months and a vaccine is coming, then I guess we can tough it out in hiding at home. If there is no real game plan, then why act as if there is. People eventually get back to doing what they do, and I know everyone is itching to get back to their regular routines.
Another problem for the data is that the mean age for the older population affected by corona is older than the average expected age for a common human to live to (around 79). As far as I know, humans don't live forever, anyone over 80 who survives an infection such as corona, or even the simple flu, should consider themselves lucky and thank the medical experts who seem to do magic with the advances they make. As recently as 2018, there were somewhere on the order of 79,000 deaths in the US alone attributed to influenza, still a very potent killer which also kills mostly the elderly and the weak.
The new numbers being tossed around is not 7% or even 5% which I kept figuring as a safer number for the US. The new mortality number is below 1% for those under 79. This means that most people under the age of 70, will be fine, unless there are other complications in your respiratory system. I think this information is useful, not because I am one of those nut jobs insisting on going out in public because I am bored and it is time, but humans are not meant to be solitary creatures.
Yes, you might be safer from corona if you self-isolate, but you also increase your chance of depression, suicidal thoughts, drinking too much, or getting involved in other self defeating activities. I don't know what is the best course of action to take. When this started I thought, well, the easiest way to get around this is to just let the whole country be exposed and let the cards fall where they may. This gave me a slight panic attack, since they had mentioned that the obese are a prime target to die, but then it seemed like the adults in control had a plan. I don't think they really do. If we just have to wait a few months and a vaccine is coming, then I guess we can tough it out in hiding at home. If there is no real game plan, then why act as if there is. People eventually get back to doing what they do, and I know everyone is itching to get back to their regular routines.
Monday, May 18, 2020
5/18/20 Another Long Weekend?
Man, these weeks are getting weirder as we keep going. I went in and worked about three hours on Wednesday night and pretty much left with no work left to do. I was home by 10:00pm, so I guess technically I worked four hours. Since everyone is up until almost the morning, it seems like my weekend started on Wednesday night. Everything was fine until Boy decided he needed to cook breakfast at 4:30am. I could not fall asleep with the strong smell of breakfast sausage and beans cooking in the air, it was offensively strong. Wife told me in the morning that her sleep was ruined even if Boy offered her breakfast tacos to go, now that I think about it, this had to be Wednesday morning because Wife did not go to work on Thursday. But Javalina managed to wake her on Thursday morning by offering to make me grill cheese sandwiches at again, 4:00am and then burning the crap out of the toast. This put out a horrid smell of burning in the whole house and again Wife woke, texted us all that we were not allowed to cook anymore between the hours of midnight and 6am.
I don't think I stepped out of the house on Thursday, not even to the patio in front or back all day. I could almost say the same thing on Friday, but Wife wanted to go get some groceries, which we did, at HEB. This might have been the smallest of attempts at getting things we need, but at least right now, we have plenty of meat, and even pizzas, which I believe we have something like 6-7 of the frozen variety.
This now sets us up to either be snacking or napping all weekend long. The funniest thought to me was that after sleeping until 4:00pm on Friday, I called my brother to suggest he watch a show, he said he was up to his elbows in court documents getting ready for a court case. While I had been taking it easy the last two days, he had been working, that just blew my mind, I am usually the schmuck working while everyone around me is hanging out.
Sunday was our grilling day and we had picked up some ribs to put on the grill alongside some sausages and fajitas. The whole day was laid back and slow. We watched a Matrix movie every night from Friday-Sunday. We decided to watch the last one before we grilled around 4:00pm and finished sometime around 6:30pm. I then went and lit the grill and we hung out outside by the pool as the sun set. We then ended up eating around 9:30pm. This seems late but it is quite normal for us to eat at that time. We then retired to the smaller TV room, I like to nap after I eat which I did. Wife watched some of her recorded shows until I woke an hour later, and then we saw the last episodes of the season for Goldbergs and Schooled. This got us to around 1:00am. Wife went to sleep and I stayed awake on and off until 6:00am.
I don't think I stepped out of the house on Thursday, not even to the patio in front or back all day. I could almost say the same thing on Friday, but Wife wanted to go get some groceries, which we did, at HEB. This might have been the smallest of attempts at getting things we need, but at least right now, we have plenty of meat, and even pizzas, which I believe we have something like 6-7 of the frozen variety.
This now sets us up to either be snacking or napping all weekend long. The funniest thought to me was that after sleeping until 4:00pm on Friday, I called my brother to suggest he watch a show, he said he was up to his elbows in court documents getting ready for a court case. While I had been taking it easy the last two days, he had been working, that just blew my mind, I am usually the schmuck working while everyone around me is hanging out.
Sunday was our grilling day and we had picked up some ribs to put on the grill alongside some sausages and fajitas. The whole day was laid back and slow. We watched a Matrix movie every night from Friday-Sunday. We decided to watch the last one before we grilled around 4:00pm and finished sometime around 6:30pm. I then went and lit the grill and we hung out outside by the pool as the sun set. We then ended up eating around 9:30pm. This seems late but it is quite normal for us to eat at that time. We then retired to the smaller TV room, I like to nap after I eat which I did. Wife watched some of her recorded shows until I woke an hour later, and then we saw the last episodes of the season for Goldbergs and Schooled. This got us to around 1:00am. Wife went to sleep and I stayed awake on and off until 6:00am.
Sunday, May 17, 2020
5/17/20 Rewatching The Matrix Trilogy With Javalina?
This must be some sort of Keanu Reeves weekend or something. We turned the TV on and Constantine was playing, followed by John Wick and then we went to watch Netflix and ended up watching Destination Wedding which was not really good, but we stuck with it because we are big fans of his. At one point, I think a commercial played for Matrix and Javalina said he still didn't know what all the hoopla was for because he hadn't seen it yet. I thought we had sat and watched it like 6 months ago, but I guess not.
He is a real character, with a running dialogue throughout the whole movie. He is commenting on this, complaining about that. Boy would just sit and take in the movie, but Javalina has to comment on everything he doesn't agree with. He immediately did not like Agent Smith saying he looked a little too rapey, which is a term we have been using around the house for being overly aggressive. He was creeped out by how they just appear by taking over anyone's body in the movie.
He loved the idea of just downloading how to learn kung-fu or how to fly a helicopter, but then he did not like that the agents could avoid bullets. It was funny, when Neo and Trinity go to save Morpheus and Neo has the helicopter rope, Javalina actually got up from the sofa and started with the "no, he is not going to hold that helicopter against the building and not get pulled over, that is bullshit..."
The biggest problem for my son at the end was when Neo gets shot at the end and is supposed to be dead. He got pissed that "love" brought him back to life. I just accepted that he realized that he is not real in the matrix, so he cannot be dead, Javalina was mad that just because he was kissed and loved in the real world does not mean his avatar should have jumped back up.
He was really impressed with the fight scenes, I still think the ghost twin brothers were specially creepy and good. The whole thing with the doors was creative and I like that idea which was now used in the movie Locke and Key we saw awhile ago.
I thought Xion was a little lame, considering they were supposed to be so much more in the future and the humans were living like primitive people in caves next to smoldering red hot lava openings. They were also fixing to get terminated by a quarter million sentinels and the best advice they are given is to party like it's 1999. It looks pretty much like a clothing optional orgy with everyone sweating on each other and dancing until your legs gave out.
Oh yeah, Javalina did find it a lot more acceptable that Neo stuck his avatar hand in Trinity and revived her in the matrix since both him and her body are not real, so it could totally happen.
He is a real character, with a running dialogue throughout the whole movie. He is commenting on this, complaining about that. Boy would just sit and take in the movie, but Javalina has to comment on everything he doesn't agree with. He immediately did not like Agent Smith saying he looked a little too rapey, which is a term we have been using around the house for being overly aggressive. He was creeped out by how they just appear by taking over anyone's body in the movie.
He loved the idea of just downloading how to learn kung-fu or how to fly a helicopter, but then he did not like that the agents could avoid bullets. It was funny, when Neo and Trinity go to save Morpheus and Neo has the helicopter rope, Javalina actually got up from the sofa and started with the "no, he is not going to hold that helicopter against the building and not get pulled over, that is bullshit..."
The biggest problem for my son at the end was when Neo gets shot at the end and is supposed to be dead. He got pissed that "love" brought him back to life. I just accepted that he realized that he is not real in the matrix, so he cannot be dead, Javalina was mad that just because he was kissed and loved in the real world does not mean his avatar should have jumped back up.
He was really impressed with the fight scenes, I still think the ghost twin brothers were specially creepy and good. The whole thing with the doors was creative and I like that idea which was now used in the movie Locke and Key we saw awhile ago.
I thought Xion was a little lame, considering they were supposed to be so much more in the future and the humans were living like primitive people in caves next to smoldering red hot lava openings. They were also fixing to get terminated by a quarter million sentinels and the best advice they are given is to party like it's 1999. It looks pretty much like a clothing optional orgy with everyone sweating on each other and dancing until your legs gave out.
Oh yeah, Javalina did find it a lot more acceptable that Neo stuck his avatar hand in Trinity and revived her in the matrix since both him and her body are not real, so it could totally happen.
Saturday, May 16, 2020
5/16/20 Haircut Delivery Service?
Yesterday, we had DD visit for the first time since Corona. We were a little hesitant but after a while, glad he visited. It has been such a long time since we have had anyone here to talk to. I guess part of the conversations yesterday had to do with everybody needing a haircut and the fact that his sister is a hair stylist. We've known the sister since she was like 11 or so but she has hardly visited the last few years.
It was nice to see her and catch up with her. She has had a baby and looks a little stockier and bigger than the last time we saw her a few years ago, but still has the cute dimples. She made fastwork on everybody. Javalina has the big head of hair looking like Maui and she cleaned up about 6 inches of split ends and dry hair. The hair is still shoulder length but looks much healthier and thicker. Wife got a trim as well, it had been awhile for everybody. Boy got his hair trimmed and then Sweetie followed. Even the brother got his hair cut while he sat there and talked.
I thought the price was fair at $18 a head, everyone just gave her $20 and she got done in less than two hours. If her brother paid her, she made $100 in about two hours, and that is pretty good. She mentioned that before Corona she was working in a shop and paying $300 a week for her station. This has been much more lucrative for her as she gets to keep all the money without paying someone for the space.
I did what I always do as she remembers me being a bit of a perv back when we all got together every weekend. I jokingly told her she could cut my hair but it would be in private up in the bathroom. she got all panicky and silly saying no but she loved the idea of coming over whenever she needed to feel better about herself as I always know how to say the wrong thing in a funny way and I boosted her self confidence.
About as soon as she finished, she got all her stuff together, I did worry about a blade she used to cut the hair extra short on DD but she said she changed the blade on that tool in lieu of dipping it in the blue stuff you normally see at a barbershop. She then gave us all a hug and took off, she said she had two more houses to go and cut before the end of the day. It is interesting how people are finding ways to keep going and as far as this house, everybody needed a haircut. I didn't go for it because I do my own hair and I have my own clippers up in my bathroom.
All in all, it was good that she visited, I think. We helped her out a bit, she does have a kid now, and she got everyone's hair under control for a few weeks, at least.
It was nice to see her and catch up with her. She has had a baby and looks a little stockier and bigger than the last time we saw her a few years ago, but still has the cute dimples. She made fastwork on everybody. Javalina has the big head of hair looking like Maui and she cleaned up about 6 inches of split ends and dry hair. The hair is still shoulder length but looks much healthier and thicker. Wife got a trim as well, it had been awhile for everybody. Boy got his hair trimmed and then Sweetie followed. Even the brother got his hair cut while he sat there and talked.
I thought the price was fair at $18 a head, everyone just gave her $20 and she got done in less than two hours. If her brother paid her, she made $100 in about two hours, and that is pretty good. She mentioned that before Corona she was working in a shop and paying $300 a week for her station. This has been much more lucrative for her as she gets to keep all the money without paying someone for the space.
I did what I always do as she remembers me being a bit of a perv back when we all got together every weekend. I jokingly told her she could cut my hair but it would be in private up in the bathroom. she got all panicky and silly saying no but she loved the idea of coming over whenever she needed to feel better about herself as I always know how to say the wrong thing in a funny way and I boosted her self confidence.
About as soon as she finished, she got all her stuff together, I did worry about a blade she used to cut the hair extra short on DD but she said she changed the blade on that tool in lieu of dipping it in the blue stuff you normally see at a barbershop. She then gave us all a hug and took off, she said she had two more houses to go and cut before the end of the day. It is interesting how people are finding ways to keep going and as far as this house, everybody needed a haircut. I didn't go for it because I do my own hair and I have my own clippers up in my bathroom.
All in all, it was good that she visited, I think. We helped her out a bit, she does have a kid now, and she got everyone's hair under control for a few weeks, at least.
5/15/20 The Wrong Missy? (Netflix Movie)
I know Adam Sandler movies are generally stupid and very much what a bro would call good comedy, but as silly as this movie was, I still enjoyed it quite a bit. It had the unnecessary falls out of heights with no bones broken, such as when Missy falls off the cliff and misses the ocean, or when Spade walks on his hands and falls out a second floor staircase (just like he did in his college days' retelling of why he didn't drink). I think because we saw it in the middle of the day with no expectations from it, other than we are trapped in the house and need light entertainment, it fit right in Javalina, Wife and I watched it with some frozen pizzas, it was just right for a Thursday afternoon.
David Spade plays the main guy and in the first scene goes out on a random date with a Missy, Lauren Lupkus, who is still not famous like Spade, but she has been around acting for a while, most recently on Big Bang Theory, for me. She plays it way nutty and basically scares Spade into escaping out the bathroom window from his horrible date. Fast forward three months and as he is going on a flight, he meets the perfect woman, they have the same luggage, are reading the same book, they don't drink alcohol, and on and on. They have to fly off in different directions, but she does manage to give him her number and tells him to call her. or whatever reason, her name is Melissa, but enters her name as Missy on his phone as well, let the comedy ensue.
Suddenly, his company is being bought out by another company and they are all to meet in a retreat in Hawaii and his friend suggests that this beautiful girl by his side will make him look more like the family man that needs to be promoted to lead whatever they do. He starts out by texting her and she immediately responds with an "about time". They get along easy and fast on text and he ends up inviting her along to which she says yes. It turns out it is the crazy Missy from the first date and she is still acting weird.
Slowly, in the few scenes when she is not acting like a maniac, she tells Spade to always be himself and not play a role to impress others. Spade starts falling for her and this is the part that I liked the best. There is no such thing as a perfect woman or man. I think the best partner is one that brings you out of your shell and makes you do things you wouldn't normally want to on your own. Just when he has buy in and they start getting along perfectly, Missy sees on his phone that he was talking about her to the other Missy and the crazy one leaves, hurt. By this point Spade has fallen for the wrong Missy and fights to get her back, even going as far as quitting his job to get away from something that was making him money but not making him happy.
The movie managed some tender moments amongst the chaos, but there was a lot of WTF! moments. They almost have a 3-some with the babe from Scrubs, Sarah Chalke, only to see both of them accidentally punch and beat her out of the bed. Since they are in Hawaii, there is the standard fight with a shark, which Rob Schneider handles pretty well as the boat captain, Komante. If you don't have high expectations, this movie is pretty good.
David Spade plays the main guy and in the first scene goes out on a random date with a Missy, Lauren Lupkus, who is still not famous like Spade, but she has been around acting for a while, most recently on Big Bang Theory, for me. She plays it way nutty and basically scares Spade into escaping out the bathroom window from his horrible date. Fast forward three months and as he is going on a flight, he meets the perfect woman, they have the same luggage, are reading the same book, they don't drink alcohol, and on and on. They have to fly off in different directions, but she does manage to give him her number and tells him to call her. or whatever reason, her name is Melissa, but enters her name as Missy on his phone as well, let the comedy ensue.
Suddenly, his company is being bought out by another company and they are all to meet in a retreat in Hawaii and his friend suggests that this beautiful girl by his side will make him look more like the family man that needs to be promoted to lead whatever they do. He starts out by texting her and she immediately responds with an "about time". They get along easy and fast on text and he ends up inviting her along to which she says yes. It turns out it is the crazy Missy from the first date and she is still acting weird.
Slowly, in the few scenes when she is not acting like a maniac, she tells Spade to always be himself and not play a role to impress others. Spade starts falling for her and this is the part that I liked the best. There is no such thing as a perfect woman or man. I think the best partner is one that brings you out of your shell and makes you do things you wouldn't normally want to on your own. Just when he has buy in and they start getting along perfectly, Missy sees on his phone that he was talking about her to the other Missy and the crazy one leaves, hurt. By this point Spade has fallen for the wrong Missy and fights to get her back, even going as far as quitting his job to get away from something that was making him money but not making him happy.
The movie managed some tender moments amongst the chaos, but there was a lot of WTF! moments. They almost have a 3-some with the babe from Scrubs, Sarah Chalke, only to see both of them accidentally punch and beat her out of the bed. Since they are in Hawaii, there is the standard fight with a shark, which Rob Schneider handles pretty well as the boat captain, Komante. If you don't have high expectations, this movie is pretty good.
Thursday, May 14, 2020
5/14/20 Two Similar Starts, Different Endings?
I hate continually talking about corona, it is a freaking buzzkill, but it hovers over us like a stormcloud that won't go away. In light of the current spread back home, a small reality occurred to me. The way the individuals infected have behaved has had very different outcomes to the loved ones around them. I hate to label (not really), but the first example is the responsible way following the protocols we have been told, while the second way is exactly how you would expect selfish people to carry on. I don't know any of the people involved, they are just two examples in the tiny micro dish that is Crystal City.
About a month ago, the son of Wife's coworker was diagnosed and tested for the corona virus. He tested positive, they closed the office where Wife works, luckily Wife was already self isolating and had not had contact with her coworkers and as far as I heard, the young man self isolated and even his wife did not become infected. He got sick enough that he knew something was wrong, and went and got tested, but it never got bad enough that he needed to go to the hospital and spend the night. a few weeks, maybe a month passed and as far as my mom knew (gossip travels fast in a small town), nobody else had the virus and all seemed well.
Last week, we were all set to go and visit my folks when suddenly my mom called Friday morning that we might want to reconsider and maybe my sister was infected. It turns out the plumber for the school district had his sister in law visit while knowingly sick and as a result infected like five members by that Friday. After finding this out and realizing everyone still working at the school administration building had come into contact with this man (he had been diagnosed so he knew, still, no mask), they closed the building for a couple of weeks and everyone has now had to check themselves. My sister saw the man just as he was coming out of the building and she remembers holding the door open for him, but she was not wearing a mask either. My sister got tested last Friday and still didn't know as of yesterday (Wednesday) when I called. The plumber's family is up to about 10 members who have contracted the virus, thankfully (for them), it hasn't made them sick, only the wife of the plumber or her mother. The plumber meanwhile was seen this past weekend at the local chicken place buying chicken and carrying on still without so much as a mask on. If this isn't selfish asshole behavior, what is?
In the first case, the dude was scared and took it seriously and nobody got sick after him, not even his wife who lives with him. In the second case, the shitty sister in law should never have come for a visit, but then the family should have quarantined the infected. Instead, now most of the family got it and one of them is in the hospital. I guess that's how they learn.
About a month ago, the son of Wife's coworker was diagnosed and tested for the corona virus. He tested positive, they closed the office where Wife works, luckily Wife was already self isolating and had not had contact with her coworkers and as far as I heard, the young man self isolated and even his wife did not become infected. He got sick enough that he knew something was wrong, and went and got tested, but it never got bad enough that he needed to go to the hospital and spend the night. a few weeks, maybe a month passed and as far as my mom knew (gossip travels fast in a small town), nobody else had the virus and all seemed well.
Last week, we were all set to go and visit my folks when suddenly my mom called Friday morning that we might want to reconsider and maybe my sister was infected. It turns out the plumber for the school district had his sister in law visit while knowingly sick and as a result infected like five members by that Friday. After finding this out and realizing everyone still working at the school administration building had come into contact with this man (he had been diagnosed so he knew, still, no mask), they closed the building for a couple of weeks and everyone has now had to check themselves. My sister saw the man just as he was coming out of the building and she remembers holding the door open for him, but she was not wearing a mask either. My sister got tested last Friday and still didn't know as of yesterday (Wednesday) when I called. The plumber's family is up to about 10 members who have contracted the virus, thankfully (for them), it hasn't made them sick, only the wife of the plumber or her mother. The plumber meanwhile was seen this past weekend at the local chicken place buying chicken and carrying on still without so much as a mask on. If this isn't selfish asshole behavior, what is?
In the first case, the dude was scared and took it seriously and nobody got sick after him, not even his wife who lives with him. In the second case, the shitty sister in law should never have come for a visit, but then the family should have quarantined the infected. Instead, now most of the family got it and one of them is in the hospital. I guess that's how they learn.
Wednesday, May 13, 2020
5/13/20 Another Holiday, Mother's Day, By Ourselves?
Technically, we had plans to be with my family yesterday, for Mother's Day, but I guess that a-holes plumber's sister-in-law decided her selfishness was more important. Anyways, we had another good quiet day at home. I got up around 11:00am, we were up until at least 4:00am watching Netflix Saturday night, which can be fun. It seems I always fall asleep for a little bit around midnight. If Wife can wait a half hour to an hour, I will then wake up and be energized for the rest of the night. I got up, made my coffee and debated about going to Target. I really wanted to, but I was also feeling extremely lazy, so I just sat with my coffee and little coffee cake. Wife came down before 1:00pm and was showered and ready for the day. I can't say no to her. She asked if I wanted to go to Target, me sitting in my house shirt, underwear and halfway through my cup of coffee, I just gave her a weak "sure."
I didn't think we needed much, we planned on grilling a lot of the meat we got from the meat market, but we were surprised to see meat of all kinds and with a possibility of a shortage of meat just being talked about on TV, we bought what we could. We got some packs of burgers, some pork and some more chicken breast packages, limit two of each. We were really just planning on getting some sodas and junk food, but before you know it, all this other stuff seemed important. They finally had Charmin toilet paper, I got a huge pack with 30 rolls equaling 120 rolls. I told the checkout girl thanks for that. We were a few rolls from having to use the generic rough looking stuff, and I kind of made the joke that I have a delicate butt, with Wife goading me along.
We came back and I got the grill ready, cleaned it and loaded it with fresh charcoal. We let it sit for awhile, 3:00pm seemed too early to start grilling, for us. We came back in, I made some Velveeta cheese with breakfast sausage and salsa. We ate some of this over chips and some avocado slices. We usually only make this around Christmas time, but why not? It was fun to watch a couple of episodes of Kim's Convenience while we waited for 6:00pm, to start the grill. Javalina, after talking all week that he would make a cake, finally took over when he saw me open the cake box and get the eggs. Boy was around, but didn't really contribute much, he spent the bulk of the day visiting Sweetie's family.
As far as the BBQ, it turned out really good. Boy never asks for more food and he really loved the sausages. I ate a T-bone, the smaller side was really good and flavorful, the larger side was probably overcooked, it was really tough. The sirloin was full of flavor too. I will not have a problem getting more meat from them, if we need to, they are a lot more expensive than what we would like to pay, but beggars can't be choosers, maybe.
I promptly went to lay down and nap after eating, thinking Wife would follow me and we would watch at least one more show. Instead, she went upstairs to gather her clothes and shower. Around 11:00pm I started thinking she wasn't going to come down and I went upstairs to see that she was already in bed with the lights off. I kissed her, said goodnight and went back downstairs to continue my night, first off, by filling the outside trash can with more junk from the garage that I had already separated as trash. I was then up until 5:00am by myself downstairs, watching videos, eating cake, and enjoying my night off.
I didn't think we needed much, we planned on grilling a lot of the meat we got from the meat market, but we were surprised to see meat of all kinds and with a possibility of a shortage of meat just being talked about on TV, we bought what we could. We got some packs of burgers, some pork and some more chicken breast packages, limit two of each. We were really just planning on getting some sodas and junk food, but before you know it, all this other stuff seemed important. They finally had Charmin toilet paper, I got a huge pack with 30 rolls equaling 120 rolls. I told the checkout girl thanks for that. We were a few rolls from having to use the generic rough looking stuff, and I kind of made the joke that I have a delicate butt, with Wife goading me along.
We came back and I got the grill ready, cleaned it and loaded it with fresh charcoal. We let it sit for awhile, 3:00pm seemed too early to start grilling, for us. We came back in, I made some Velveeta cheese with breakfast sausage and salsa. We ate some of this over chips and some avocado slices. We usually only make this around Christmas time, but why not? It was fun to watch a couple of episodes of Kim's Convenience while we waited for 6:00pm, to start the grill. Javalina, after talking all week that he would make a cake, finally took over when he saw me open the cake box and get the eggs. Boy was around, but didn't really contribute much, he spent the bulk of the day visiting Sweetie's family.
As far as the BBQ, it turned out really good. Boy never asks for more food and he really loved the sausages. I ate a T-bone, the smaller side was really good and flavorful, the larger side was probably overcooked, it was really tough. The sirloin was full of flavor too. I will not have a problem getting more meat from them, if we need to, they are a lot more expensive than what we would like to pay, but beggars can't be choosers, maybe.
I promptly went to lay down and nap after eating, thinking Wife would follow me and we would watch at least one more show. Instead, she went upstairs to gather her clothes and shower. Around 11:00pm I started thinking she wasn't going to come down and I went upstairs to see that she was already in bed with the lights off. I kissed her, said goodnight and went back downstairs to continue my night, first off, by filling the outside trash can with more junk from the garage that I had already separated as trash. I was then up until 5:00am by myself downstairs, watching videos, eating cake, and enjoying my night off.
Tuesday, May 12, 2020
5/12/20 Upload? (Prime Video series)
I honestly don't know why we still have cable when there is just so much good programming on these other smaller outlets. Usually, it is Netflix bringing the edge of your seats good shows, but this one was especially good and on Prime Video, which is part of Amazon. Upload is set only twenty or so years into the future from today. The newest thing is saving your thoughts and "Uploading" you into a computer world where one can live forever as a digital simulation. The main guy in the story has an annoyingly clingy rich girlfriend and in the beginning she lets us know that her grandma is living in the nicest of the afterlife options, when she casually mentions to the BF family that they are celebrating her 100th birthday this coming weekend.
We see the BF driving around in his car and even tinkering with it, tricking it into making it run with him controlling it. A scene or two later, he eventually crashes and now as he is possibly dying, he has to make a choice. He can either go to the E/R and try to survive the crash or go and get his mind scanned and transferred over to one of these digital after life places. Once he is there, mostly because the GF pressured him to take that option, he finds that he doesn't really like it. Everything costs money and he is poor. His GF has him under control and decides how much he can spend, so in the first few days, he is having to figure out how to eat without money, or enjoy anything, much like the real world. He eventually meets his Angel, Nora, who guides him and helps him.
His GF is a world class self obsessed narcissist and as time goes by, she kind of forgets Nathan more and more, and Nathan finds that he enjoys talking to his Angel more than he does his GF. Nora, the angel, we find has plenty of problems of her own. Her dad is sick of "Vape lung" and is slowly dying. She wants to get him into the digital afterlife so she can have his company forever, it turns out her mom passed away in an accident a few years earlier, so it is just the two of them. The dad wants to just die naturally, so his soul can go to heaven and be with the love of his life. Nora does not believe in this option and they are constantly arguing over this.
In regards to Nathan, right away Nora notices that some of his memories are damaged or unviewable. She starts suspecting foul play after awhile and one of Nathan's aunts is investigating and coming up with clues that agree with that. Nathan had been developing code to create a similar afterlife experience but at more affordable pricing, for the common man. This made him a marked man and consequently got him killed. The series did not end up in a tidy bow by the last episode. It almost requires a second season to put everything together. In the afterlife, Nathan decided to break up with his GF, and he can barely afford to stay in the 2gig floor, which is the most basic level. He helps save Nora from a knife wielding psycho who tries to kill her. He has kind of figured who stole his work and it is not his partner who he had thought had done it. In the very last scene, he finds himself face to face with someone he did not expect to see in his digital world.
There are plenty of side characters to keep the show interesting and each episode varies in length. The first episode is almost an hour long, but then most of the others are only 23-28 minutes long, so the whole ten episodes go fast. It did bring up the discussion of whether or not, if we had a choice, would we choose to live forever in a digital world? It is an interesting question, as done in this show where money matters, I am not sure the quality of life is the same for all. Some people are living on 2gigs, which means they don't even get a window to see the outside world, or even an angel for tech support. Others have a door on whatever floor, but the door opens out onto an estate a couple thousand acres deep, so I guess it depends on what quality of life I could have.
We see the BF driving around in his car and even tinkering with it, tricking it into making it run with him controlling it. A scene or two later, he eventually crashes and now as he is possibly dying, he has to make a choice. He can either go to the E/R and try to survive the crash or go and get his mind scanned and transferred over to one of these digital after life places. Once he is there, mostly because the GF pressured him to take that option, he finds that he doesn't really like it. Everything costs money and he is poor. His GF has him under control and decides how much he can spend, so in the first few days, he is having to figure out how to eat without money, or enjoy anything, much like the real world. He eventually meets his Angel, Nora, who guides him and helps him.
His GF is a world class self obsessed narcissist and as time goes by, she kind of forgets Nathan more and more, and Nathan finds that he enjoys talking to his Angel more than he does his GF. Nora, the angel, we find has plenty of problems of her own. Her dad is sick of "Vape lung" and is slowly dying. She wants to get him into the digital afterlife so she can have his company forever, it turns out her mom passed away in an accident a few years earlier, so it is just the two of them. The dad wants to just die naturally, so his soul can go to heaven and be with the love of his life. Nora does not believe in this option and they are constantly arguing over this.
In regards to Nathan, right away Nora notices that some of his memories are damaged or unviewable. She starts suspecting foul play after awhile and one of Nathan's aunts is investigating and coming up with clues that agree with that. Nathan had been developing code to create a similar afterlife experience but at more affordable pricing, for the common man. This made him a marked man and consequently got him killed. The series did not end up in a tidy bow by the last episode. It almost requires a second season to put everything together. In the afterlife, Nathan decided to break up with his GF, and he can barely afford to stay in the 2gig floor, which is the most basic level. He helps save Nora from a knife wielding psycho who tries to kill her. He has kind of figured who stole his work and it is not his partner who he had thought had done it. In the very last scene, he finds himself face to face with someone he did not expect to see in his digital world.
There are plenty of side characters to keep the show interesting and each episode varies in length. The first episode is almost an hour long, but then most of the others are only 23-28 minutes long, so the whole ten episodes go fast. It did bring up the discussion of whether or not, if we had a choice, would we choose to live forever in a digital world? It is an interesting question, as done in this show where money matters, I am not sure the quality of life is the same for all. Some people are living on 2gigs, which means they don't even get a window to see the outside world, or even an angel for tech support. Others have a door on whatever floor, but the door opens out onto an estate a couple thousand acres deep, so I guess it depends on what quality of life I could have.
Monday, May 11, 2020
5/11/20 Cancelling Yet Again On My Parents?
I just asked to take this week off, but my Mom called Friday early to tell me that it wasn't going to be a good week to go and visit. It turns out Crystal City had only had one case, the son of Wife's coworker, but he was good about self-quarantining and he is good now. Well, this week, a plumber who works for the schools and the city (it is a small town, there are maybe 1-2 professional plumbers locally) came down with Corona. But before he was diagnosed, he had been working at the administration building, where my sister works and the naïve soul was not wearing a mask. My mom had been giving her shit to cover up, but of course my sister knows all, and refused since no one in town had anything. Well, she didn't really talk to the guy, but she does recall crossing paths with him and even holding the door for him as he was leaving the building. My mom said it is up to us, and there probably is a very small chance she got it, but everyone working in the building has been put in quarantine for two weeks, my sister included.
My mom then called me in the evening to give me another heads up. It turns out that now at least 5 members of the family of the plumber are sick, including the wife who is in the hospital. I asked mom if they knew where they got exposed, and she said they knew. The ladies sister came to visit, while knowingly sick from out of town and fucked it up for everyone in the city (not my mom's words, but essentially). If the lady knew she was sick, this is an example of an extremely selfish asshole who should have left her stupid ass at home. If she just had the sniffles and honestly thought it was allergies or something minor, then maybe I could understand, but come on. In this day and age, we aren't supposed to be taking chances. This lady now puts a huge amount of people in danger, for what? So the asshole could come see her sister or her mother or whatever? She might have given them a kiss of death, if the sister ended up now in the hospital, so I guess she can thank her.
I would hate to be "that guy", getting my dad sick and then seeing him suffer. My siblings gave us shit because we are in the big city, but now it might be my sister who gets dad sick, or even my brother who is having to go to court, by judges request, (the show must go on, as they say). He described as being in court with up to 400 illegals one day a couple months ago as corona was taking off. They need to figure out a better way to do this, such as with video monitoring or through glass walls. I was talking to Wife about it and said "wouldn't it be ironic if my mom didn't want us to visit because we are from the big city and we could contaminate them only for us to end up going down there and they get us sick." Life has a weird sense of humor, so you never know.
I told my mom we will just wait for the two week quarantine time to run out. The boys will be done with their college classes and so maybe they can both join us. I can apparently be off whenever I want, so I'll work this week and move my week off to the following short week.
My mom then called me in the evening to give me another heads up. It turns out that now at least 5 members of the family of the plumber are sick, including the wife who is in the hospital. I asked mom if they knew where they got exposed, and she said they knew. The ladies sister came to visit, while knowingly sick from out of town and fucked it up for everyone in the city (not my mom's words, but essentially). If the lady knew she was sick, this is an example of an extremely selfish asshole who should have left her stupid ass at home. If she just had the sniffles and honestly thought it was allergies or something minor, then maybe I could understand, but come on. In this day and age, we aren't supposed to be taking chances. This lady now puts a huge amount of people in danger, for what? So the asshole could come see her sister or her mother or whatever? She might have given them a kiss of death, if the sister ended up now in the hospital, so I guess she can thank her.
I would hate to be "that guy", getting my dad sick and then seeing him suffer. My siblings gave us shit because we are in the big city, but now it might be my sister who gets dad sick, or even my brother who is having to go to court, by judges request, (the show must go on, as they say). He described as being in court with up to 400 illegals one day a couple months ago as corona was taking off. They need to figure out a better way to do this, such as with video monitoring or through glass walls. I was talking to Wife about it and said "wouldn't it be ironic if my mom didn't want us to visit because we are from the big city and we could contaminate them only for us to end up going down there and they get us sick." Life has a weird sense of humor, so you never know.
I told my mom we will just wait for the two week quarantine time to run out. The boys will be done with their college classes and so maybe they can both join us. I can apparently be off whenever I want, so I'll work this week and move my week off to the following short week.
Sunday, May 10, 2020
5/10/20 Uncle Sam Giveth and Uncle Sam Taketh?
First of all, I want to say we have been lucky in that both Wife and I have maintained our pay the same as when the virus started ruining things all over the country. Schools have pretty much been shut down, but the teachers and others are still getting paid, I guess is why they continue to teach online and putting all that effort out there. We are still working as well, we are considered "essential" because some of our customers do work for the DOD, so we must continue supporting them. The one beautiful turn of events is that we have permission and are actually encouraged to go home if there is no pressing work to worry about. I have already explained my new work habits, so I will leave that alone. What I am trying to say is that we have not been hurt like some households where the person who pays the bills is now unemployed and they are in dire straits.
President Trump started mentioning that we were getting a stimulus check about a month ago, and sure enough, Boy got his within a couple days. We had not and not that we needed it, but if someone is giving free money to all, you better believe I want my cut. We have been paying taxes the last few years, so the IRS did not have our banking info. We got on their website and corrected this problem last weekend. Yesterday, around 3:00pm, Wife got a notice of a deposit for a healthy amount and I jumped on my laptop to check it out. It was from the US Treasury. I immediately paid off Best Buy, we only owed $500 at this point, and another credit card which I owed $330, mostly from that shotgun I purchased awhile back. I asked Boy to give me half his money which I used to pay the rest of the freezer off. We were still able to put away a huge chunk of that money in our savings, which got us talking about our income tax situation. We know we have until June or July this year, but that is only a few weeks away.
Wife does not want to go to H&R Block anymore, it costs us $350-$500 every year. That just seems like a lot, although when the IRS comes a calling like they have the last two years for additional paperwork, H&R Block has been helpful at making them go away. Wife said she was reading online that H&R Block have a "free" online way to get our taxes done, then we can choose to pay for some of their services, such as they will check that we did everything correctly and they will also give us that assurance that if the IRS comes calling, they will represent us. It took a few hours last night, but I think we got it done. Of course, we are ending up paying over $3000, but we did see it as a win since we didn't pay H&R Block the extra $350, it is still a savings of 10% or so.
I had some questions, such as we got a child earned income credit or something and it said $2000, but I didn't see it reduce any amounts from when it showed up to the end of the work. Still, we paid within $100 of this amount last year, so I believe what we are paying is within the ballpark and I guess if we look at the money just given to us by Trump, we are paying only about $600-$700 out of our pocket.
President Trump started mentioning that we were getting a stimulus check about a month ago, and sure enough, Boy got his within a couple days. We had not and not that we needed it, but if someone is giving free money to all, you better believe I want my cut. We have been paying taxes the last few years, so the IRS did not have our banking info. We got on their website and corrected this problem last weekend. Yesterday, around 3:00pm, Wife got a notice of a deposit for a healthy amount and I jumped on my laptop to check it out. It was from the US Treasury. I immediately paid off Best Buy, we only owed $500 at this point, and another credit card which I owed $330, mostly from that shotgun I purchased awhile back. I asked Boy to give me half his money which I used to pay the rest of the freezer off. We were still able to put away a huge chunk of that money in our savings, which got us talking about our income tax situation. We know we have until June or July this year, but that is only a few weeks away.
Wife does not want to go to H&R Block anymore, it costs us $350-$500 every year. That just seems like a lot, although when the IRS comes a calling like they have the last two years for additional paperwork, H&R Block has been helpful at making them go away. Wife said she was reading online that H&R Block have a "free" online way to get our taxes done, then we can choose to pay for some of their services, such as they will check that we did everything correctly and they will also give us that assurance that if the IRS comes calling, they will represent us. It took a few hours last night, but I think we got it done. Of course, we are ending up paying over $3000, but we did see it as a win since we didn't pay H&R Block the extra $350, it is still a savings of 10% or so.
I had some questions, such as we got a child earned income credit or something and it said $2000, but I didn't see it reduce any amounts from when it showed up to the end of the work. Still, we paid within $100 of this amount last year, so I believe what we are paying is within the ballpark and I guess if we look at the money just given to us by Trump, we are paying only about $600-$700 out of our pocket.
Saturday, May 9, 2020
5/9/20 Looking For Meat?
We got a little worried when we heard from our president and the lying media about how it is going to possibly get hard to find meat, with so many employees at meat processing plants getting sick with corona. Wife went to work in La Pryor on Monday last week and luckily, she was told to come back home and that they will be starting to work this coming week. On her way back up to the house, she stopped at the HEB in Kyle (they have a giant HEB out there right by the freeway), and found that just as the media hyped up the meat shortage, sure enough, there was hardly any meat left in the store. This could become a problem, if we can't find our meat supply at HEB, then what are we going to do? I can poke at Boy and Sweetie's vegetarian meals once a week or so, but I am not going to commit to eating rabbit food every day and night of the week.
While we were brainstorming, I called my mom and we were discussing nothing in particular, just how our days had been going. She mentioned the meat shortage too and how she wishes she had gotten a freezer like we did at the start of this. I told her to order one, it's not like things are going to change in the next month or two. While we were at it, Wife started messing around on her phone, we have talked about local meat markets, I had a coworker who routinely grew her own cows and then took them to a butcher in Lockhart, so the idea is not that wild. Within minutes, she found a couple of different places here in Austin, although once she got on that, I was willing to go to Lockhart or Bastrop to keep the meat coming in.
We decided on Longhorn Meat Market, they are here in town and according tot he website, they have been around for over 50 years. What more do you want? Buying local is what the col kids prefer, isn't it? They seem to have all the normal stuff we eat, such as Texas angus ground beef ($6.50/lb), umm, prices just went up. I am looking at the website and last week, the fajitas were $24.00 for 4 pounds, now they are at $39.00. The ground beef was cheaper too. Anyways, we got a "small home pack" for $130, now it is $135. This included 2lbs of sirloin, ribeyes, T-bones, pork chops and bacon, along with 3lbs of ground beef and a whole chicken. This is not cheaper, and it just got pricier, but if we can keep getting our meat and it is a better quality and fresher variety, this might work out, for us.
We had some of the sausage mixed with eggs and it was very good, tasting mostly like beef, with very little pork mixed in. It also had a darker look to it, which made me think it was beef. We are going to grill the steaks (sirloin, T-bone and ribeyes) tomorrow for mother's day and see how good they are. We've been spending between $300 and $600 every time we go to the grocery store and most of it has been for meat. If we can take care of our meat needs this way, it will make the trips to HEB much less stressful, since they limit how many packs of meat one can get. It's just nice knowing we have options.
While we were brainstorming, I called my mom and we were discussing nothing in particular, just how our days had been going. She mentioned the meat shortage too and how she wishes she had gotten a freezer like we did at the start of this. I told her to order one, it's not like things are going to change in the next month or two. While we were at it, Wife started messing around on her phone, we have talked about local meat markets, I had a coworker who routinely grew her own cows and then took them to a butcher in Lockhart, so the idea is not that wild. Within minutes, she found a couple of different places here in Austin, although once she got on that, I was willing to go to Lockhart or Bastrop to keep the meat coming in.
We decided on Longhorn Meat Market, they are here in town and according tot he website, they have been around for over 50 years. What more do you want? Buying local is what the col kids prefer, isn't it? They seem to have all the normal stuff we eat, such as Texas angus ground beef ($6.50/lb), umm, prices just went up. I am looking at the website and last week, the fajitas were $24.00 for 4 pounds, now they are at $39.00. The ground beef was cheaper too. Anyways, we got a "small home pack" for $130, now it is $135. This included 2lbs of sirloin, ribeyes, T-bones, pork chops and bacon, along with 3lbs of ground beef and a whole chicken. This is not cheaper, and it just got pricier, but if we can keep getting our meat and it is a better quality and fresher variety, this might work out, for us.
We had some of the sausage mixed with eggs and it was very good, tasting mostly like beef, with very little pork mixed in. It also had a darker look to it, which made me think it was beef. We are going to grill the steaks (sirloin, T-bone and ribeyes) tomorrow for mother's day and see how good they are. We've been spending between $300 and $600 every time we go to the grocery store and most of it has been for meat. If we can take care of our meat needs this way, it will make the trips to HEB much less stressful, since they limit how many packs of meat one can get. It's just nice knowing we have options.
Friday, May 8, 2020
5/8/20 Discrimination Or Keeping It Real?
I mentioned a week ago or so that my son had gotten a job offer with a new company after going through a rigorous three rounds of interviews. I was certainly excited and scared at the same time, because it is on the one side hard to believe that in this timeframe of so many lay-offs, he actually got a job, but then I really worry about him being out there and possibly getting exposed to the corona virus. So, when they came back this week and decided not to give him the job, I was a bit relieved, but also disappointed that my son was left thinking he had a job, but not really.
I want to say it had a tinge of discrimination because he was offered the job by the guys here in town that he would be working with. In the mix and confusion, he was even told that he had ranked first in the mix of people interviewed for the 2-3 positions that they were hiring for. The problems came after he was accepted, they sent his paperwork to HR and they started questioning some of the things they thought were peculiar, such as why has he been going to school so long and doesn't have a degree yet? The more troubling question to me is when they started probing around his dyslexia. It is after all, a recognized disability, so they can't say we don't want to hire you because we don't have the resources to deal with your disability. It's like saying to someone in a wheelchair, we don't want to hire you because we would have to install ramps to our buildings, everyone would recognize that as being wrong. Plus, when they asked my son what were his needed extra resources, he said he was ok, just maybe have someone double check my work, if I have to write a report or stuff like that.
The truth is that the boy can do anything, he worked at another company starting as an intern and moving up to getting hired before the company went bankrupt. Because he knows he has a "handicap", he works harder than the next guy and always complains how his co-workers are so freaking lazy and he caries the bulk of the work load. He has been working since he graduated from high school, about 4 years at Alamo Drafthouse, and then the rest of his time at Nano, the place of his internship.
In the end, the guys that interviewed him liked him and chose him as their first choice, but the powers that be at HR, you know, the Karen types scoffed at the idea of having to deal with someone that might have a disability. She pretty much told him those exact words. For some reason, she called him at 9:00pm and then again at 10:30pm on Tuesday to tell him this. My son was left confused and a little hurt, after all, they had offered him the job and got to the point of discussing salary, only to have this "bitch" console him by saying "I understand you, my niece has dyslexia", but we are going to have to go in a different direction. She actually managed to say also "you should have never been interviewed, based on your grades and having dyslexia." Maybe she is right, but I also think he should have not done so well if he wasn't a good fit. Oh well, like I said, in this atmosphere, I would rather he be home and safe, for now.
I want to say it had a tinge of discrimination because he was offered the job by the guys here in town that he would be working with. In the mix and confusion, he was even told that he had ranked first in the mix of people interviewed for the 2-3 positions that they were hiring for. The problems came after he was accepted, they sent his paperwork to HR and they started questioning some of the things they thought were peculiar, such as why has he been going to school so long and doesn't have a degree yet? The more troubling question to me is when they started probing around his dyslexia. It is after all, a recognized disability, so they can't say we don't want to hire you because we don't have the resources to deal with your disability. It's like saying to someone in a wheelchair, we don't want to hire you because we would have to install ramps to our buildings, everyone would recognize that as being wrong. Plus, when they asked my son what were his needed extra resources, he said he was ok, just maybe have someone double check my work, if I have to write a report or stuff like that.
The truth is that the boy can do anything, he worked at another company starting as an intern and moving up to getting hired before the company went bankrupt. Because he knows he has a "handicap", he works harder than the next guy and always complains how his co-workers are so freaking lazy and he caries the bulk of the work load. He has been working since he graduated from high school, about 4 years at Alamo Drafthouse, and then the rest of his time at Nano, the place of his internship.
In the end, the guys that interviewed him liked him and chose him as their first choice, but the powers that be at HR, you know, the Karen types scoffed at the idea of having to deal with someone that might have a disability. She pretty much told him those exact words. For some reason, she called him at 9:00pm and then again at 10:30pm on Tuesday to tell him this. My son was left confused and a little hurt, after all, they had offered him the job and got to the point of discussing salary, only to have this "bitch" console him by saying "I understand you, my niece has dyslexia", but we are going to have to go in a different direction. She actually managed to say also "you should have never been interviewed, based on your grades and having dyslexia." Maybe she is right, but I also think he should have not done so well if he wasn't a good fit. Oh well, like I said, in this atmosphere, I would rather he be home and safe, for now.
Thursday, May 7, 2020
5/7/20 #BlackAF (Netflix series)
It would be hard to talk about this show mostly because it is almost identical to Black-ish. The dad is the creater and has thus become rich from it and Mixed-ish and a few other shows. I wasn't sure what this was, and had not had an interest in watching it thinking it was going to be something dealing with race or whatever, but we saw the preview while looking for something to watch and it turns out to be a mockumentary following the family of Kenya Barris, the creator of the shows above. His wife is portrayed by Rashida Jones and I am a fan from her days on The Office and then Parks and Rec. They have way too many freaking kids, like six, but whatever.
I instantly connected with Kenya, he is a thinker, always worried that he doesn't do enough with his kids, he doesn't want to be like his father who was never really around and wants to be a good father. He also hates his kids because they don't seem to honor him as he sees it in his eyes that they should all worship him for providing the life that they have. I have these same feelings a lot of the time. The boys know I would bend over backwards to provide them whatever they want, both boys are spoiled to a degree that their friends can't even comprehend, yet sometimes at the end of the day I really feel like I want to kick Boy in the 'nads because he can't give me 10 minutes of his time, ever.
Kenya has the worst of it, in that he has older girls and all that goes with that. He worries about his daughters being trendy, but then "do they look like hoes?" He helps get them to good schools for college, only to hear that the older one wants to drop out and go get a marketing degree in a different university to be with her BF. If all that isn't stressful enough, he is constantly plagued by issues of being black. Is he selling out to the man? Is he being rewarded by the man in more of a "we feel sorry for you..."? He drives his wife crazy with his issues, and usually a word will trigger a response the whole family is familiar with, that they all roll their eyes. That is the part I relate to. At one point, Wife paused the show so our boys could come in the room and she wanted me to ask them if I yelled too much. Sweetie answered before the boys a quick "yes!" to which I looked at her and said "have I ever yelled at you, directly?" she responded with a small "no." "Then relax," I continued, "don't get me wrong I want to yell at you and kick you in the ass sometimes, but you are not my kid, so I can't." Boy then said I yell a lot. I said "well, yeah, but is it in anger at you, or is it just to be loud?" We agreed that it was mostly to be loud and the yelling between Javalina and I is different because he is the up and coming smaller gorilla trying to take the alphas position, so we go at it differently, but never with hatred. Javalina also added that he didn't care about my words or my tone, because he can dish it out too, plus I know that he likes being confrontational.
Overall, I enjoyed the show. It might have even taught me a thing or two, like when he has Tyler Perry on. He makes black movies that I don't usually get and that was his whole point. He told Kenya to stop trying to please everybody, don't make your projects so big to please everybody because people never do and then you invite criticism in. Just do what makes you happy and your audience will find you and appreciate you. You will never be happy if you spend all your time trying to please the masses.
I instantly connected with Kenya, he is a thinker, always worried that he doesn't do enough with his kids, he doesn't want to be like his father who was never really around and wants to be a good father. He also hates his kids because they don't seem to honor him as he sees it in his eyes that they should all worship him for providing the life that they have. I have these same feelings a lot of the time. The boys know I would bend over backwards to provide them whatever they want, both boys are spoiled to a degree that their friends can't even comprehend, yet sometimes at the end of the day I really feel like I want to kick Boy in the 'nads because he can't give me 10 minutes of his time, ever.
Kenya has the worst of it, in that he has older girls and all that goes with that. He worries about his daughters being trendy, but then "do they look like hoes?" He helps get them to good schools for college, only to hear that the older one wants to drop out and go get a marketing degree in a different university to be with her BF. If all that isn't stressful enough, he is constantly plagued by issues of being black. Is he selling out to the man? Is he being rewarded by the man in more of a "we feel sorry for you..."? He drives his wife crazy with his issues, and usually a word will trigger a response the whole family is familiar with, that they all roll their eyes. That is the part I relate to. At one point, Wife paused the show so our boys could come in the room and she wanted me to ask them if I yelled too much. Sweetie answered before the boys a quick "yes!" to which I looked at her and said "have I ever yelled at you, directly?" she responded with a small "no." "Then relax," I continued, "don't get me wrong I want to yell at you and kick you in the ass sometimes, but you are not my kid, so I can't." Boy then said I yell a lot. I said "well, yeah, but is it in anger at you, or is it just to be loud?" We agreed that it was mostly to be loud and the yelling between Javalina and I is different because he is the up and coming smaller gorilla trying to take the alphas position, so we go at it differently, but never with hatred. Javalina also added that he didn't care about my words or my tone, because he can dish it out too, plus I know that he likes being confrontational.
Overall, I enjoyed the show. It might have even taught me a thing or two, like when he has Tyler Perry on. He makes black movies that I don't usually get and that was his whole point. He told Kenya to stop trying to please everybody, don't make your projects so big to please everybody because people never do and then you invite criticism in. Just do what makes you happy and your audience will find you and appreciate you. You will never be happy if you spend all your time trying to please the masses.
Wednesday, May 6, 2020
5/6/20 Ragnarok? (Netflix series)
Part of feeling shitty on Sunday means I stayed in bed all day. We saw a couple of series on Netflix and this one we found by chance. I had seen the title before and just thought it was the Marvel Thor movie with that rock creature and Jeff Goldblum. After slowing down and looking at the preview, it sounded more like a prequal but not set to the same tone as the Marvel universe. I kind of got over the whole Marvel world, once you can jump time and bring people back to life, if it is convenient for the story line, ehh, it becomes a cartoon. That whole Thanos arc was shit.
But anyways, this Ragnarok is set in Norway, and the actors are actually talking in their native tongue, but you can change the language to English in the options. A family of two boys and their mom go back to a sleepy little town, complete with its own fjord. In the prologue, the voiceover tells us that thousands of years ago their were gods and giants and in that town (Edda, or something like that), they had waged their last war. The gods were defeated and the giants just disappeared. This all makes for good storytelling, but are they going to have powers? I don't want to give it all away, but of course the trailer gives this much, the huskier boy ends up being Thor or as close as a human can be and the brother, although never defined, acts very much like Loki. When they go into the city, they have an interaction with an elderly couple, and the old lady awakens his abilities or something. Slowly, the goofy husky kid with the old man glasses starts looking stronger and more confidant. I lied that in regards to his hammer, it is a more normal working "sledgehammer" that the grandpa had with his tools. This is what helps him discover his powers as he gets upset one night and flings the hammer, it just disappears into the night. Later, he finds where it landed and he measures the distance to be like 1400 meters.
His brother is never mentioned as Loki, but he does things a dickhead would do, just to mess with his bigger brother. Then there is the powerful family, who if you need to hide in plain sight, why not be the powerful family and live like kings. They are all overly confidant and instantly unlikable because they are obnoxious and rude, not that the locals see that. Thor presents a problem because he is the only thing, if he does end up being a god, that can kill a giant.
The show is set mostly in the high school, so it's kind of a coming of age movie where Thor has to accept who he is and define the bad guys and who his friends are. The giants have the advantage of being there eons and controlling everything, but good always prevails. The series is only 6 episodes long, but each was 45 minutes long, so it took a few hours to get through it. It was exciting every time he discovered a little bit more of his abilities, and then to come into the last scene and have a fight. The show has been extended for a season two, so we are excited about that. It was very entertaining, we saw it all in one night.
But anyways, this Ragnarok is set in Norway, and the actors are actually talking in their native tongue, but you can change the language to English in the options. A family of two boys and their mom go back to a sleepy little town, complete with its own fjord. In the prologue, the voiceover tells us that thousands of years ago their were gods and giants and in that town (Edda, or something like that), they had waged their last war. The gods were defeated and the giants just disappeared. This all makes for good storytelling, but are they going to have powers? I don't want to give it all away, but of course the trailer gives this much, the huskier boy ends up being Thor or as close as a human can be and the brother, although never defined, acts very much like Loki. When they go into the city, they have an interaction with an elderly couple, and the old lady awakens his abilities or something. Slowly, the goofy husky kid with the old man glasses starts looking stronger and more confidant. I lied that in regards to his hammer, it is a more normal working "sledgehammer" that the grandpa had with his tools. This is what helps him discover his powers as he gets upset one night and flings the hammer, it just disappears into the night. Later, he finds where it landed and he measures the distance to be like 1400 meters.
His brother is never mentioned as Loki, but he does things a dickhead would do, just to mess with his bigger brother. Then there is the powerful family, who if you need to hide in plain sight, why not be the powerful family and live like kings. They are all overly confidant and instantly unlikable because they are obnoxious and rude, not that the locals see that. Thor presents a problem because he is the only thing, if he does end up being a god, that can kill a giant.
The show is set mostly in the high school, so it's kind of a coming of age movie where Thor has to accept who he is and define the bad guys and who his friends are. The giants have the advantage of being there eons and controlling everything, but good always prevails. The series is only 6 episodes long, but each was 45 minutes long, so it took a few hours to get through it. It was exciting every time he discovered a little bit more of his abilities, and then to come into the last scene and have a fight. The show has been extended for a season two, so we are excited about that. It was very entertaining, we saw it all in one night.
Monday, May 4, 2020
5/5/20 Let's Have A Few Coronas Is Different This Cinco De Mayo?
We are still in the middle of the virus spreading and if people thought we had peaked, without looking at any data, I know this weekend, we just went through, was a step backwards. But, I guess the governor wants to save the retail and eating establishments, so bad decisions get made. I don't think the governor is bad, it's the freaking population that sucks. It is very simple, you cut down on the spread of the virus, something inside of those infected by all of us covering our noses and mouths, why? Every time we breath in and out we launch crap that was inside our lungs out into a 2-3 foot cloud, much like Pig-Pen from the beloved Peanuts (Charlie Brown) crew. When we wear a mask, it reduces the cloud down to a few inches, as the jet that leaves your nostrils gets muffled right there. Like I said, we attempted to go to Lowe's and Home Depot, but I swear it looked like a test, on purpose. People with no masks, people with masks but wearing them to cover their double chins, or maybe just their mouths. I don't wish harm on anyone, but statistics and facts are what they are. Some people don't know they have it, and they behave this way, just means they are almost as bad as the assholes on spring break when they were warned not to go or the sumbitches at Mardi Gras on the French Quarter, two places responsible for a lot of the spread, when it could have been contained better.
So, things are more relaxed, kids are all off from school. Watch, Jose is going to round up his little Jose Jrs and little Marias and have their big get togethers with his cousins and carnales, why not, the kids don't have to get up early for school. Next week, we will be hearing about big outbreaks, for some reason, in the Hispanic communities. I don't know I could be wrong, the other side of the spectrum wants to say this is all blown out of proportion, that corona is nowhere as bad as the media wants to make it, but then every time people want to hold rallies and stand up for themselves, you hear that the leader of the movement actually caught it and died or has been hospitalized, so I am not sure what to believe right now.
I do know that I woke up with a little diarrhea Sunday, a runny nose, I couldn't breath on my left shoulder blade I had a sharp pain and I decided to put on warm-ups because the house seemed cold. I then sat there almost crying internally "shit, I am going to die of this freaking virus." Wife then reminded me I had overdone it Friday cutting branches from the palm trees and everything else and that is why I was sore. The little diarrhea, I don't know, but we did eat chimichangas full of bean and chili in the afternoon. I woke up today (Monday) and the pain in my shoulder blades is pretty much gone, and after awhile, I had figured it was on my muscles, not my lungs, but it still scared me. I do wake up snotty every morning and cold because Wife likes the AC a little colder than I do, so I don't think I am dying, for now.
So, things are more relaxed, kids are all off from school. Watch, Jose is going to round up his little Jose Jrs and little Marias and have their big get togethers with his cousins and carnales, why not, the kids don't have to get up early for school. Next week, we will be hearing about big outbreaks, for some reason, in the Hispanic communities. I don't know I could be wrong, the other side of the spectrum wants to say this is all blown out of proportion, that corona is nowhere as bad as the media wants to make it, but then every time people want to hold rallies and stand up for themselves, you hear that the leader of the movement actually caught it and died or has been hospitalized, so I am not sure what to believe right now.
I do know that I woke up with a little diarrhea Sunday, a runny nose, I couldn't breath on my left shoulder blade I had a sharp pain and I decided to put on warm-ups because the house seemed cold. I then sat there almost crying internally "shit, I am going to die of this freaking virus." Wife then reminded me I had overdone it Friday cutting branches from the palm trees and everything else and that is why I was sore. The little diarrhea, I don't know, but we did eat chimichangas full of bean and chili in the afternoon. I woke up today (Monday) and the pain in my shoulder blades is pretty much gone, and after awhile, I had figured it was on my muscles, not my lungs, but it still scared me. I do wake up snotty every morning and cold because Wife likes the AC a little colder than I do, so I don't think I am dying, for now.
5/4/20 Wow, People Are Estupid?
I can't say it any other way, damn people are dense. After a little wrestling with the Wife in bed, I wanted to be productive yet again today, so I wanted to go to Home Depot or Lowe's and get a piece of wood for the project I have going on the patio. I could not believe the volumes of people out there, I mean, I get other stores, most everything has been closed and people have been cooped up, but both these stores have been open all along. There is no reason for people to be piling into the store like it's Christmas Shopping time. I thought maybe it just might be the Mexicans over here on the east side. So, we made the drive over to Brodie and the Lowe's and Home Depot were maybe even more full. I didn't even bother entering the parking lot, we could see cars parked on the farthest of parking slots, I mean over where they have the sheds, there were cars next to them.
We did drive through the parking lot at the Lowe's on Stassney Lane and sure enough there went Chuy, a big ole Mexican man with no face covering at all. All the people looking through the plants, with their shitty kids in tow looked the same. A face covering hanging down below their chins or just simply hanging around their necks. This did not make me feel safe in the smallest bit. I told Wife we should just forget about it.
We then tried the Best Buy here in Southpark Meadows and it was full of people, with the now customary lines outside letting only a few people in at a time. Javalina wanted a game and even gave us $60 to get it for him. I asked Wife if she wanted to get off but she was quick to say no. We then tried the other Best Buy and they had a different approach. They were set up outside to deliver anything "curbside" to your car. So we sat in the car, ordered the games online and twenty minutes later, we got a text that it was ready to be picked up. The only problem with this was the dude talking to us , getting about 3 feet to the window on Wife's side was not wearing a cover. I told him "Hey, cover up Dude.." I didn't want to sound like a puss, but it is the one instruction we have been given to try and keep society running. He had it in his hand and promptly put it on, the Dummy.
It would be fucking hilarious if not for it being a tragedy, but after Georgia being stupid and running at the forefront of going back to "normal", now the governor was on TV saying they have 4500 new cases in the past week. Our numbers will be undoubtedly larger, after all, this is Texas and we do everything big. So congratulate yourselves guinea pigs, they gave y'all free rein and how quickly everyone ran amok. There is no way this doesn't negatively affect the corona numbers for the state. None of those open stores were practicing 25% capacity, I couldn't remember the last time I saw the parking lots so full, and the stupid part was that Lowe's and Home Depot have been open all along, so the question is "Why?!"
We did drive through the parking lot at the Lowe's on Stassney Lane and sure enough there went Chuy, a big ole Mexican man with no face covering at all. All the people looking through the plants, with their shitty kids in tow looked the same. A face covering hanging down below their chins or just simply hanging around their necks. This did not make me feel safe in the smallest bit. I told Wife we should just forget about it.
We then tried the Best Buy here in Southpark Meadows and it was full of people, with the now customary lines outside letting only a few people in at a time. Javalina wanted a game and even gave us $60 to get it for him. I asked Wife if she wanted to get off but she was quick to say no. We then tried the other Best Buy and they had a different approach. They were set up outside to deliver anything "curbside" to your car. So we sat in the car, ordered the games online and twenty minutes later, we got a text that it was ready to be picked up. The only problem with this was the dude talking to us , getting about 3 feet to the window on Wife's side was not wearing a cover. I told him "Hey, cover up Dude.." I didn't want to sound like a puss, but it is the one instruction we have been given to try and keep society running. He had it in his hand and promptly put it on, the Dummy.
It would be fucking hilarious if not for it being a tragedy, but after Georgia being stupid and running at the forefront of going back to "normal", now the governor was on TV saying they have 4500 new cases in the past week. Our numbers will be undoubtedly larger, after all, this is Texas and we do everything big. So congratulate yourselves guinea pigs, they gave y'all free rein and how quickly everyone ran amok. There is no way this doesn't negatively affect the corona numbers for the state. None of those open stores were practicing 25% capacity, I couldn't remember the last time I saw the parking lots so full, and the stupid part was that Lowe's and Home Depot have been open all along, so the question is "Why?!"
Sunday, May 3, 2020
5/3/20 I Don't Get Dogs?
We grew up with dogs, I should be used to them and maybe feel a need for one. But honestly, I can't get excited for them. My childhood was ruined by all my asshole neighbors up and down the street. Just about everyone had dogs and in our small shitty town and even today there still aren't any real rules. If we (my siblings and/or me) tried walking home from school, there would be the greyhound looking dog that would chase you into a sprint. It was not a greyhound, it wasn't big enough, but it had that shape, skinny, long snout, brownish/grey, and always just loose in the front yard. If you got past that dog, there was the old lady who had like a 3ft fence, it wasn't as tall as our fence, maybe the fence was older, she was a little old lady. She must have kept 4-5 fluffy type dogs, and they probably weren't aggressive in a "pitbull" way, they would bark at you from one end of the fence when they saw you and kept you company all barking and jumping over each other until you walked past their house. Then there was the tiny dog who acted as an alarm for all the other dogs, luckily one house across the street and over one. It might be to hot for the other dogs to mess around in the hot summer months, but this shitty dog would always come out to the street and go after you. Now, as an adult, I realize I could have just punted this shitty excuse on 4 legs, but as a kid, it was all overwhelming. We were only five houses in from the main street, and we always had 1 or 2 dogs ourselves.
I just saw another video of a dog running at a man who happens to be an off duty officer and as the dog comes at him on his own property, he manages to shoot the dog running at him at about a foot away. Does the owner say "are you alright?", or "I am so sorry, did my dog bite you?" of course not. He sings the same song of the dumb all dog owners sing, "Hey man, my dog doesn't bite." "Why did you shoot him, he wasn't going to do anything?" I can't stand these people. First of all, take responsibility for what just happened. If the dog got shot, it got loose from you or whoever you put in charge of tying him up. That officer did not go looking for trouble on his own front lawn. If he did, maybe the freaking dog had already attacked his wife or daughter and he went out there to take care of the problem. If so, it didn't take long for the dog to do what poorly managed dogs do, run at a stranger and try to intimidate. The only problem is this person was packing and willing to defend himself. I say good, more dogs should get shot, since we can't shoot the owners. I always just imagine a kid trying to fight off 80 pounds of muscular dog, while the dog goes for the neck on the poor kid. All that happens afterward, is the dog gets put down and the owner walks away to get another dog, and the stupid cycle continues.
I just saw another video of a dog running at a man who happens to be an off duty officer and as the dog comes at him on his own property, he manages to shoot the dog running at him at about a foot away. Does the owner say "are you alright?", or "I am so sorry, did my dog bite you?" of course not. He sings the same song of the dumb all dog owners sing, "Hey man, my dog doesn't bite." "Why did you shoot him, he wasn't going to do anything?" I can't stand these people. First of all, take responsibility for what just happened. If the dog got shot, it got loose from you or whoever you put in charge of tying him up. That officer did not go looking for trouble on his own front lawn. If he did, maybe the freaking dog had already attacked his wife or daughter and he went out there to take care of the problem. If so, it didn't take long for the dog to do what poorly managed dogs do, run at a stranger and try to intimidate. The only problem is this person was packing and willing to defend himself. I say good, more dogs should get shot, since we can't shoot the owners. I always just imagine a kid trying to fight off 80 pounds of muscular dog, while the dog goes for the neck on the poor kid. All that happens afterward, is the dog gets put down and the owner walks away to get another dog, and the stupid cycle continues.
Saturday, May 2, 2020
5/2/20 Losing Weight Is Tricky?
Wife tells me not to talk about stuff while it's ongoing that I only jinx myself, but I refuse to listen. I kind of started dieting by listening to the guy that got me into the San Marcos Orchestra. He is kind of a big stocky guy, not a big fat-ass like me, but I can tell he has had issues with weight. That night we talked and the orchestra thing came up he also mentioned he had lost like 25 pounds recently just by giving up all forms of soda, even the diet ones. At the time, I refused to listen because technically, if you look at a bottle of Diet Coke or Coke Zero, they say 0 calories. In my head that means that it shouldn't affect my overall weight, but I guess that isn't the way things work.
After noticing I was putting on even more weight, probably because we have been locked up in the house with only the TV and eating to occupy our times. I had avoided looking a the scale, but sometime last week I figured it was time to see what was going on. I was up to 437 or so. It kind of scared me, specially because Corona hasn't been kind to old people and fat fuckers. I then decided that I could at least try cutting out sodas to see what would happen. The first two days I noticed I was down about two pounds. Although the scale is digital, it doesn't like to stop on any one number, it just bounces, so I couldn't definitely say yeah, I weigh 437 or whatever. After the two days it was bouncing between 435 and 436, then the next day it was 434 and 435. Yesterday, I was down to 424-425, so it means I am losing weight and it is starting to add up.
This is part of what motivated me, I got up at 8:00am, I was active all day, I mean sweating active, in the garage cleaning in the heat, cutting palms over my head with the lopers, and ending with an actual workout for my chest and arms. Honestly, I had one glass of sugar free tea at around 2:00pm. Since I had drank like 6 glasses of those quart size glasses, I figured I was good, water wise. Normally, I like to weigh myself in the morning, that is when we are our lightest, but because of our weird schedules, I have been weighing myself at night. Get this, tonight, I weighed back up to 430 pounds. Like I gained back 6-7 pounds or something. About half of what I had lost. I was all proud because for lunch I cooked one of those Red Baron pizzas and instead of eating it myself, I gave almost half to Wife and Javalina. Then we had burgers, which we eat normally on bread and a piece of cheese, nothing wild. I had a handful of Funyons with my burgers, not too many. I probably drank two glasses of the quart size glass of water.
Wife says to give it a day and I know I might just be water logged, but damn it, nothing is more of a downer than to be trying hard and to get kicked in the 'nads like that by the scale. I know, we aren't supposed to weigh ourselves every day, but the scale keeps me honest. If I don't weigh myself, pretty soon one day becomes two, then three then I stop doing it altogether. I'll see where I am tomorrow, but I am pissed right now. All I can think of is that glass of tea really fucked me over.
After noticing I was putting on even more weight, probably because we have been locked up in the house with only the TV and eating to occupy our times. I had avoided looking a the scale, but sometime last week I figured it was time to see what was going on. I was up to 437 or so. It kind of scared me, specially because Corona hasn't been kind to old people and fat fuckers. I then decided that I could at least try cutting out sodas to see what would happen. The first two days I noticed I was down about two pounds. Although the scale is digital, it doesn't like to stop on any one number, it just bounces, so I couldn't definitely say yeah, I weigh 437 or whatever. After the two days it was bouncing between 435 and 436, then the next day it was 434 and 435. Yesterday, I was down to 424-425, so it means I am losing weight and it is starting to add up.
This is part of what motivated me, I got up at 8:00am, I was active all day, I mean sweating active, in the garage cleaning in the heat, cutting palms over my head with the lopers, and ending with an actual workout for my chest and arms. Honestly, I had one glass of sugar free tea at around 2:00pm. Since I had drank like 6 glasses of those quart size glasses, I figured I was good, water wise. Normally, I like to weigh myself in the morning, that is when we are our lightest, but because of our weird schedules, I have been weighing myself at night. Get this, tonight, I weighed back up to 430 pounds. Like I gained back 6-7 pounds or something. About half of what I had lost. I was all proud because for lunch I cooked one of those Red Baron pizzas and instead of eating it myself, I gave almost half to Wife and Javalina. Then we had burgers, which we eat normally on bread and a piece of cheese, nothing wild. I had a handful of Funyons with my burgers, not too many. I probably drank two glasses of the quart size glass of water.
Wife says to give it a day and I know I might just be water logged, but damn it, nothing is more of a downer than to be trying hard and to get kicked in the 'nads like that by the scale. I know, we aren't supposed to weigh ourselves every day, but the scale keeps me honest. If I don't weigh myself, pretty soon one day becomes two, then three then I stop doing it altogether. I'll see where I am tomorrow, but I am pissed right now. All I can think of is that glass of tea really fucked me over.
Friday, May 1, 2020
5/1/20 Good Busy Day At Home?
Honestly, I was confused today, thinking it was Saturday. It's a good mistake, as I still have the full weekend to relax. I was totally useless on Thursday, I got out of bed, played on the computer, napped in the afternoon, then ate dinner and napped some more before going to bed at 1:00am.
Friday was much more productive. I got up at 8:00am, drank some coffee, then instead of thinking I need to make some steps or go buy stones or something, I went outside, took a hand spade and made the spot where I wanted the step as flat as possible and just stacked about 4 concrete pavers I had laying around the yard. They work perfectly and they won't decompose and the best thing is, they didn't cost any money. I then came inside and was going to celebrate my greatness, but instead I went into the garage and kept working in there on making it cleaner. Last week, I rounded up a bunch of boxes and cardboard and pushed them towards the front but they would not fit in the trash can. After almost three hours, I was able to get to the wall where I normally hang the yard tools, and very nicely parked the mowers underneath.
All the cleaning finally allowed me to reach the bikes I have hanging on the roof. This is important to me because I want to get back into biking. Before Javalina was born, I was biking up to 10 miles a day a couple times a week. My knees are not going to let me run most likely anytime soon, but maybe I can bike since it does not require my whole pain bouncing on each leg. I filled the tires up and did a small run around the street, but by then I was spent from being hunched over picking up all the crap I was picking up and my knees were killing me.
Javalina weirdly came out saying he wanted to watch Little Shop Of Horrors, and since I was tired, we all headed to the guest room and we found it on HBO on our Roku. It was good, he enjoyed it a lot by his reaction. I probably took a 30 minute nap and I got up paying for it, I was sore all over and could barely walk. Wife said she was going to sit outside and enjoy the sunset. I went out with her, but got antsy and decided to tackle our palm trees and start cutting the older leaves hanging down. Once I figured out how to use the cutter, I did pretty good on one of the trees, but then it got dark, so I will finish later.
Although I was pretty tired at this point, I decided to call Javalina and we did some bench press while we waited for dinner. I haven't been lifting much and he has. He is up to doing sets of 185 pounds. It was almost too much and I should have taken the weight down, but he was in a hurry as they both usually are, when it is not convenient for them. By the time I got done doing that and then some curls for my arms, Wife had some burgers ready to eat. All in all, it was a pretty good and productive day, at least for me.
Friday was much more productive. I got up at 8:00am, drank some coffee, then instead of thinking I need to make some steps or go buy stones or something, I went outside, took a hand spade and made the spot where I wanted the step as flat as possible and just stacked about 4 concrete pavers I had laying around the yard. They work perfectly and they won't decompose and the best thing is, they didn't cost any money. I then came inside and was going to celebrate my greatness, but instead I went into the garage and kept working in there on making it cleaner. Last week, I rounded up a bunch of boxes and cardboard and pushed them towards the front but they would not fit in the trash can. After almost three hours, I was able to get to the wall where I normally hang the yard tools, and very nicely parked the mowers underneath.
All the cleaning finally allowed me to reach the bikes I have hanging on the roof. This is important to me because I want to get back into biking. Before Javalina was born, I was biking up to 10 miles a day a couple times a week. My knees are not going to let me run most likely anytime soon, but maybe I can bike since it does not require my whole pain bouncing on each leg. I filled the tires up and did a small run around the street, but by then I was spent from being hunched over picking up all the crap I was picking up and my knees were killing me.
Javalina weirdly came out saying he wanted to watch Little Shop Of Horrors, and since I was tired, we all headed to the guest room and we found it on HBO on our Roku. It was good, he enjoyed it a lot by his reaction. I probably took a 30 minute nap and I got up paying for it, I was sore all over and could barely walk. Wife said she was going to sit outside and enjoy the sunset. I went out with her, but got antsy and decided to tackle our palm trees and start cutting the older leaves hanging down. Once I figured out how to use the cutter, I did pretty good on one of the trees, but then it got dark, so I will finish later.
Although I was pretty tired at this point, I decided to call Javalina and we did some bench press while we waited for dinner. I haven't been lifting much and he has. He is up to doing sets of 185 pounds. It was almost too much and I should have taken the weight down, but he was in a hurry as they both usually are, when it is not convenient for them. By the time I got done doing that and then some curls for my arms, Wife had some burgers ready to eat. All in all, it was a pretty good and productive day, at least for me.
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