Tuesday, June 23, 2015

"Life's a tough proposition, and the first 100 years are the hardest." - Wilson Mizner


We're not going to talk about the truck door install. Nope. Not going there.

I painted the wall on the left side of the garage. That meant removing all the things hanging there - ladders, my bike, sawhorses, etc. - vacuuming up the spiders and their webs, patching the holes, and then painting. Cheapest stuff I could buy at Home Depot at $13 for a gallon. But it did the trick; it now looks clean. If I do one house task each day we'll have it ready to list well in advance of our Sept. 1 target.
Pam leaves Thursday morning to visit her mom in MI so I'll do the floor in the extra bedroom while she's gone. That will require piling that room's stuff wherever I can find a space, so the house will be a mess for the two days that project will take, beginning to end. I'd originally planned to lay carpet but I've switched to the cheapest laminate flooring I can buy. Should be able to get something at 79 cents a square foot, maybe lower. It's easier to put down, at least for this DIYer.

I came home from the gym to find four big boxes by the front door. Two were 6"x6"x8', one 4"x4"x8", and then one smaller box.
The wood, rails, and hardware for the truck's bed.
Paint the rails and hardware the darker body color. Sand, stain, and varnish the wood. Hope that their instructions will guide a total newbie through installation.

Those new phones? Pam wanted to hear what her phone sounded like when she rec'd a text, so before she left for work I sent her a text. It came was delivered to my phone. I tried six more times, and six times a text sent to PAM's PHONE was delivered to mine. So this afternoon I went to the Verizon store and sat for 30 minutes until someone could help me. It seems when the content from our old phones was "ported over" to the new phones something got screwed up. When she gets home I'm supposed to swap the SIM cards between our phones which, I'm told, will fix the problem. I hope so.

Govt. agencies are arguing over Dylann Roof's killing spree in the Charleston AME church. The administration says it was domestic terrorism while the head of the FBI, appointed by the President, says it was a hate crime. Apparently it makes some difference about how it's prosecuted.
Nonsense.
This is what happens when bureaucrats feel the need to create classes of murders. First degree murder is first degree murder and warrants the same judicial response regardless of why it was done. (That should be capital punishment IMO.) To make one kind of murder more serious than another diminishes the value of the victim who fell outside that category. The creation of those categories was nothing more than political pandering to an outraged public at an emotion-filled time in our history.

This morning I rode my bike. The afternoon's gym workout included 84 pushup burpies.
Why???


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