| so I go to the drug store...
05/10/08 @3:51am
and I'm looking at the vitamins, when I realize it's time
to poop. I ask the lady at the prescription counter
if they have a restroom, and she proceeds to let me into
the "Employees Only Area". It's a tight squeeze
past a refrigerator where the employees undoubtedly keep
their lunches, and an almost impossible turn to the left...
but I make it. As I'm sitting on the throne, I'm faced
with stacks and stacks of brown cardboard boxes marked
"Prescription Packaging", along with a few plastic
bags of amber colored pill bottles. Pill Bottles. Hundreds
and hundreds of pill bottles. Stored in the bathroom.
Where it really doesn't smell too pleasant. And they evidently
let anybody in there... so whatever bathroom germs (and
smells) that happen to be floating around in the air could
conceivably make it into someone's medicine. Not to mention
that an unscrupulous character (NOT ME) could possibly
taint the pill bottles with God knows what. I dunno, doesn't
this seem just a little bit wrong?
ugh
04/25/08 @2:30am
I've been out looking at new trucks lately. I've got a
'99 Dodge Ram, and I paid close to $17,000 for it (used).
Seems they want $38,000+ for a new one... which is to
say, one without the kickass stereo (400 watt Ample Audio
power amp under each seat and 2 x 10" subwoofers),
running boards, or fiberglass cap... but still gets 12
MPG just like the one I have now. They're kidding, aren't
they?
words
04/13/08 @11:28pm
It's 32 degrees outside right now. People have been out
on their bikes, mowing their yards, washing their cars,
and generally getting outta the house for the first time
this year. Me, I now have a garage, and for the first
time in FOREVER I can shine up my bikes in (relative)
comfort. But for right now, it's freezing. Literally.
It wouldn't surprise me if it snows before morning. I'm
beginnng to think that April sucks almost as badly as
February. Oh, by the way... I never did buy that new Harley
Crossbones. Working 7 days a week makes it kinda difficult,
and once I finally saw one in person, I was reminded of
someting that a very wise person once told me; "Be
happy with what you already have".
fuck ME
03/08/08 @5:04pm
I took a vacation day, today. My birthday was a few days
ago, I had a day to burn, so why not, right? My Harley
Owners Group meeting/dinner was scheduled for tonight,
and my buddys' band had a gig set for tonight, so I'm
a happy guy, right? Take a shower... shave... set out
some decent clothes... tune up my favorite guitar... and
then I check my e-mail. Or should I say try to
check it. Internet is down, Cell phone is down. Make some
phone calls, try the computer again. Long story short,
everything that I'd planned to do tonight's been cancelled
due to the weather. I'm so pissed off right now that I
feel like going to work.
and so...
03/07/08 @10:23am
The countdown to 50 begins.
geezerdom
03/04/08 @7:31pm
Holy crap. Another notch on the old belt of life in just
a few more days. My hair is getting gray. I need glasses
to read. All my clothes seem to be shrinking. What the
hell?.
thought for the day
02/15/08 @1:51pm
Well.I was gonna post some smart-assed humor here, but
then I remembered that it was 15 years ago today that
my dad passed away.
the thrill of the chase...
01/23/08 @8:33pm
When I was a kid, my dad and I would be driving along
somewhere... I'd see a motorcycle shop and start salivating.
"Don't torture yourself", he'd say. I probably
thought something like; "There's no harm in looking",
but in all honesty the old man was right. Oh, I'd get
to the shop eventually... pick up a full color brochure
of the model I was interested in... gaze upon the shiny
new bikes... maybe I'd even sit on one... but I always
went home with nothing more than that piece of paper.
I'd pore over the latest motorcycle magazines to read
the "Road Tests"... other peoples opinions concening
a machine that I knew was perfect. I'd memorize
the specs and color options, and generally work myself
into a tizzy trying to figure out how I was ever gonna
mow enough lawns to save up enough money to actually buy
the thing before they quit making it... absolutely positive
that I'd never EVER find another model that called to
me the way that one did.
And now... my dad has passed on, I'm a 48-year
old guy with a decent paying job, and I never have to
leave my home in order to look at new bikes. Oh sure,
I go to the dealerships, but they never have the one I
want in stock. So I peruse the Internet, read Press Releases
about all the latest and the greatest, and end up knowing
more about new models before the guy selling the bikes
does.
36 years ago, I drove myself crazy fantasizing
about motorcycles that I never owned. Now, I just pick
up my cell phone, call the dealer, and ask "When
will you be getting one in?" (not that I can afford
to do this as often as I'd like)... I send an e-Mail asking
them for a price quote, and download pictures showing
the bike from every angle.
So, on the one hand, while I'll more than likely
actually end up buying the Harley "Crossbones"
pictured below... I think I've lost something along the
way, too. All of those bikes that I never owned... never
made a payment on... never carried insurance on... never
crashed... never had to clean... man, I rode the shit
outta them bikes.
new year?
01/02/08 @2:07pm
Looks a lot like the old one, so far. The tree is down,
the snow is back, and it's still too frickin'
cold to get the bikes out. I'd buy a snowmobile, but that
would practically guarantee we'd have a green January.
In the 90's.
something new?
11/28/07 @1:19am
Sigh. Not hardly. I ended up with nine days off from work,
and I'm so bored I can't take it.
so I'm gettin' coffee...
11/17/07 @2:05pm
at Sheetz's. No big deal. I'd just put $85 worth of gas
in my truck (grrr), grabbed a bag of chips, and some hot
Java... when I spot this Amish guy... typical straw hat.
Homemade denim work clothes and jacket. Light green button
down shirt. No beard, 'cause he's still young... and he's
standing at the electronic touch screen ordering his lunch.
Now, I realize that using the touch screen is probably
the only way to order food at Sheetz's, but it was still
one of those things that just makes me stop what I'm doing
and think about it for a second. Or maybe I'm just weird.
we meet again
10/26/07 @4:50pm
So... what's new with you? I've been out raking rocks.
The concrete clowns (note: "Concrete Clowns"
would make an excellent band name) were here
yesterday and poured half of my new sidewalk. The garage
is half completed.. (I'm getting a new garage.. sorry,
forgot to tell ya) But there's just something about my
contractor leaving the state to go Elk hunting shortly
after I handed him a substantial check seems to be bugging
me, but I can't put my finger on it just yet..and I have
the weekend off. Yay!.
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