Friday, July 31, 2009
Painting On a Rainy Day.Mirage Hardware
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Paint, Painting, and Prisoners!
Even the cats were grateful that I just kept the place closed up, not aired out, with the AC on.
Then it started to pour down rain, I could hardly see across the road. It dropped down to the 70's on the screen porch, so I opened up the porch patio door, and let the cats go out there to watch it. It fascinated them. It didn't last long though.
When Ray arrived we carried the little vintage Modernaire stove into the workshop, and wiped it down, so that it wouldn't get rusty again. We went into the Mirage to try to see the best place to mount the hardware for the drapes, but I really had something else I had to do, so we didn't do any more.
This afternoon, as it was cooler, though with a heat index of 100, I thought it would be a good time to go into the next town to get all the various spray paints that I needed. Also I stocked up on oil, transmission fluid, injector cleaner, etc.
I have had this bee in my bonnet for the last few days that I wanted to eat out. So after dropping off the paper re-cycling, I stopped at one of the Mexican restaurants in our town, and had Beef Nachos Supreme.
We used to have a Mexican restaurant here in town, La Hacienda, that was run by a very sweet lady named Martha. I loved her Deluxe Nachos, they had all the food groups, taco meat, refried beans, cheese, onions, with plenty of lettuce, tomatoes and guacamole. Martha died of cancer a little while back, and La Hacienda closed down, so I thought I would try them at this other place. They weren't as good as Martha's and cost more. There were a lot more chips and meat though, so I brought the rest home. That was my day.
Homeless people should have it so good!
Once again the taxpayer gets stung.
It also shows that in most cases the quality of life for prisoners has improved considerably from what you might expect.
And I always thought prison was for punishment.!!!!!
Just in case you ever get these two environments mixed up, this comparison chart should make things a little bit clearer:
You spend most of your time in a 10X10 cell
You spend most of your time in a 6X6 cubicle
You get three fully paid for meals a day
You get a break for one meal, and you have to pay for it
For good behavior, you get time off
For good behavior,you get more work
The guard locks and unlocks all the doors for you
You must carry a security card and open all the doors yourself
You can watch TV and play games
You could get fired for watching TV and playing games
You get your own toilet
You have to share the toilet with people who pee on the seat
They allow your family and friends to visit
You aren't even supposed to speak to your family
All expenses are paid by the taxpayers with no work required on your part
You must pay all your expenses to go to work, and they deduct taxes from your salary to pay for prisoners
You must deal with wardens
They are called 'managers'
THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG WITH THIS
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Vintage Stove. Fish 50 States in 50 Days
The fridge wasn't really grubby, but we moved it on a hand truck, to the area where we wash things. It was plugged in, with some thermometers in the freezer and fridge to make sure it worked right. It didn't even come on, even though it had, when it was in the Coronado.
Ray jumped in the Puddle Jumper and found the junk man, who came back here. As I was trying to unplug it, he tipped the hand truck to move the fridge, and it came on! Obviously it was temperamental, so off it went, on the man's truck.
It was cooler in the shade, and there was a breeze, so we worked on the stove some more. We removed the burners, primed and painted the part under them. The rest will have to wait until I have the right paint, and it was just too hot to go into town for just that.
We also moved some of the smaller pieces of foam board insulation, and birch paneling that I had bought for the Coronado, out of the TranStar, and got it put up in my attic. The 4' x 8' sheets will have to wait until Jay is here, he is taller. They go up to my attic a different way, through a 1' wide, 5' tall slot, high up in the workshop wall, as the stairs won't accommodate 4' wide stuff.
The father and son who are trying to fish in 50 states in 50 days in their RV, have finished the lower 48, and are flying to Alaska. http://www.fish5050.com/Maryland.html Boy, that was some schedule, I just don't know how they found the stamina to do 14,000+ miles in that amount of time. I like to watch the videos and see them releasing the fish, they even have an under water camera!
We still didn't get the drapes up in the Mirage again, today.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Pine Needles.Coronado Stove.TX Yard Sign & Mailbox
Monday, July 27, 2009
Hero Shot Dead in Carjacking.Destiny's Child Inc.
Here is the interesting part:
Posted Jul 26, 2009 11:01PM By Kevin Blackistone (RSS feed)
The truth is that, often times, those of us in this business find ourselves struggling to say only good things about a recently deceased personality whose acts in life demanded that we make him or her known to the public. With Vernon Forrest, it seemed to be the opposite. It is not manufactured hyperbole for the purpose of being polite that you are hearing and reading such wonderful things about Forrest, a three-time boxing champ who we learned Sunday was fatally shot Saturday night in a carjacking attempt in Atlanta. A more famous Atlanta fighter, Evander Holyfield, may be most well-known as the Real Deal, but there was absolutely nothing phony about the good guy who was Forrest. As HBO Sports president Ross Greenburg, whose network carried many of Forrest's bouts, told the Associated Press on Sunday of Forrest: "He was one of the most gracious and charitable fighters in boxing and he will be missed by the entire boxing community and all of his friends at HBO."
Forrest will be missed most, however, by people beyond the ring -- people who need people, as the old Barbra Streisand song goes. Forrest told this story any time he was asked. It goes that he was hanging out at the home of a friend who worked with the psychologically and emotionally challenged. (How novel is that? He wasn't hanging out at the strip club or dogfighting ring.) He watched one of those in his friend's stead, an autistic child, who Forrest said struggled for an hour to tie his shoes. Forrest said he became so frustrated watching the child fight to do something most of us take for granted that he could no longer take it for granted. His friend refused to help the child because the friend hoped the child would break through alone. The child's battle broke Forrest, however, and Forrest eventually helped the child tie his shoes. Then Forrest set out to help others with similar struggles.
Deaths in Sports
It was the mid-'90s when Forrest had his epiphany. He was closing in on 20 professional fights without a loss but didn't have much bank or accolades to show for it. A native of Augusta, Ga., Forrest had planned to jumpstart his pro career in 1992 like Oscar De La Hoya with an Olympic gold medal from the Barcelona Games, but he was easily upset in his opening match and said afterward that he'd been stricken with food poisoning. Nonetheless, Forrest scrapped together around $80,000 with some other easily touched people, like his hip-hop video friend Ki Toy Johnson, and formed a company called Destiny's Child Inc.
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Just raked. Graphic Bait Dog Pictures.
People don't know where those animals are going when they give/sell puppies and dogs on the side of the road. They just don't realize that it would be better to turn them over to Animal Conrol who will at least vaccinate, spay or neuter, and check into the backgrounds of the prospective homes. They often wind up as "bait dogs" for the cruel dog fighting rings. Sometimes they are sold to laboratories for experiments. Sometimes they are just tied up in a back yard with no attention, love, or good care, and die in agony of distemper, parvo or heartworms because their people just didn't take care of them. As an SPCA foster mom I see what problems neglect, not vaccinating, and not fixing an animal, causes.
Please read this lovely story about a little dog who was saved from being a bait dog:
http://www.kens5.com/latestnews/stories/KENS20090525_ktvk-bait-dog-jake-adoption-hurt.774e9ae4.html Pitbulls are not born mean, they are trained that way.
Please if you see, or know of, any animal being mistreated or neglected, please call your authorities today.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Friday, July 24, 2009
Mirage & Coronado. A Real Hero
Folks do not forget! Ed Freeman
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Allergy. Muffie. Coronado.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Mirage Ceiling Panel Up. Pathway. Coronado
The timbers, 4 x 4's, that we used are both painted white halfway, but we can paint the rest, so it will look like a white edge. The grass will grow back, and I think it will look good.
Wonders of wonders, someone saw my listing in Tin Can Tourist for the 1947 Westcraft Coronado travel trailer, and is coming to see it this weekend. They want one they can finish out themselves. That is fine by me, as I have enough to do. I hadn't intended to do this much to it, and I will be glad to let someone else finish it out. That is as long as they don't think that I am going to give it away!!
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Fixing Java Error 25099. Mirage. Shih Tzu
Ray and I were looking at another two of the jobs that really need to be done to the Mirage. The light up near the over cab bed needed to be replaced, but when Jay had tried to do it, the fabric covering the center panel that hides the wiring got messed up, so now it will have to be recovered. The other job is to replace the screen in the back door window. We decided that we would do the panel, in the Mirage's AC, as it was too hot to think about being outside taking the window out.
Monday, July 20, 2009
Java 25099! Dr.Appt. Sinusitus. Shopping.
This morning when I turned on my computer it said that I needed to install a Java update. But it wouldn't install, came up with "Error 25099 Unzipping core files failed". The Java help section said to un-install other versions of Java, so I did that. Then I couldn't get Java installed no matter what. I tried the several suggestions for Error 25099, and still no Java. So to get on chat, http://www.rv-dreams.com/ tonight I will have to fire up my laptop. I dislike that thing.
My doctor appointment is this morning, so no work today. Jay wanted to go with me, as I was going on to the next town's Hobby Lobby to see what I could do about attaching the drapes to the commercial carpet lined ceiling in the Mirage.
The doctor said that the CAT scan showed that I have sinusitis and prescribed anti-biotics for another month, and also to take an allergy pill each morning. She said that the membrane between the sinuses and the brain is only paper thin, and demonstrated it by poking a pen through a paper towel. Apparently several people die each year from ignoring chronic sinusitis when that membrane gets punctured and causes a fatal brain abscess. I am feeling alright, never had any sinus pain, and I think she is being an alarmist.
But they still made me an appointment to see an ENT specialist. I did a search on sinusitis, and some bright spark said the remedy was to inhale Coca-Cola!!
But I did find out that my earlier uncontrollable dry cough was caused by a sinus infection from that cold I caught while I was grooming Mindi's poodles in my very cold grooming room. The cold was the only thing that would stop Sheba, with the collapsed trachea, from coughing. They left here on the 6th. of May.
We bought a few bargains at Krogers, while we waited for my prescription for the anti-biotics, and the month's supply for them cost the same as the two week supply that I just took ??
Another hot day.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Quiet Sunday. Greatest Gifts.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Mirage. Little Things are Big Things in Life.
Howard's "Don't Sweat the Small Stuff" reminds me of this.
My kids sit in it. They see dams to build, rivers to cross, and worms to play with.
I wonder if we are given kids to teach or to learn from? No wonder God loves the little children! Enjoy the little things in life, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things.""
Friday, July 17, 2009
73 at Noon!! Phoney TV Shows.
Now about Wes on The Bachelorette.
These reality shows are so staged it is ridiculous. He happens to be Jay's sister's son, so I know a little about Wesley. It was said ""This DOG has been bangin' around bars in South Texas for a long time. That wasn't his home in Austin he took her to, it was a house rented by the network. This dude lives in a trailer in Huntsville. ""
This is absolutely untrue. He lives in Austin, and his parents were both high powered real estate brokers, who have a lovely big house in a beautiful neighborhood there, and another really fancy log cabin on Lake Buchanan, in the Texas Hill Country. They depicted Wes as a heavy drinker, which he is not. A lot of people said that he was on the show to further his band career, and had ulterior motives. http://extratv.warnerbros.com/2009/07/wes_--_not_the_bachelorette_ba.php He went on there genuinely to get to know Jillian, but he was very put off when she wanted to smooch with him after she had been kissing the other guys. He was very upset when the producers of the show wanted to make him into a 'bad boy', just to put interest into the show. So don't believe everything that is presented to you, it is all about "ratings", and the almighty dollar!!
Today was a lovely cooler day.