"Tact is the ability to describe others as they see themselves." - Abraham Lincoln

For reasons we needn't bore you with, this post will be series of unrelated thoughts in very abbreviated form.

When someone says "Yeah, they told me about you" and then doesn't follow up with any specifics it leaves you wondering!

If I did this for a living I'd be a lot better at having the necessary parts ordered and delivered when the time came to install them. As it is I'm moving forward in fits and starts because, for example, the seals for the door vents aren't at hand. But I'm moving forward nonetheless.

I like that nonetheless is one word.

Our body doesn't remember pain very well. Our brain can't recreate or form a mental picture of the physical sensation, just a general recall of the experience. With that said, I look at each day's forecast for Grand Rapids and know that it was miserable then and would be just as miserable now. They are in a stretch of brutal cold. (We are not.)

How does Pam sleep for that long at a stretch? After five hours of down time my brain won't shut up.
"C'mon, get up! There's stuff to work on, buddy."
It's like a 4-year old on a sugar high in there.

I complimented a guy at the counter of a NAPA store the other day. They could make up the high pressure oil hoses I needed. I told him it's not the closest NAPA to my house - there are actually two closer - but they are the most competent and far & away the most customer friendly. He was very pleased to hear that, and the rest of our exchange was almost...sparkly. He thanked me profusely when it came time for me to leave, and then I got stopped on the way out by a guy wearing NAPA-logo'd clothes, but of a fancier sort. The manager? He also thanked me for coming in with the same enthusiasm. I asked if he heard what I said to the counter guy (they really are good) and he said he did, and that it meant a lot to them to hear they were getting it right.
It's a bit of a drive, but if I need more stuff from NAPA I'll be going back there nonetheless.

I got an email from Amazon that I had a credit on my Kindle account, something due to a class action lawsuit. That credit was going to expire soon so I ordered "The Outside Man" by Richard North Patterson. (Not the other Patterson, who writes much faster, simpler books in the same genre.) I'm only about 10 chapters into a fairly long read but it's very good.

I wouldn't want to be a cop. They've got a really tough job.

Bill Maher is indeed politically incorrect. But what he's saying about Muslims is, I think, reflective of the majority of westerner's thinking.

I'm hungry. Time for some food, nonetheless.