How To Pack For Vacation

1) Put your big suitcase on the floor, open.

2) Put your little suitcase (that you already packed) inside.

3) Close ‘er up and your ready to go! No fuss! No muss!
Tomorrow we’re off to Costa Rica! I am so excited! I can’t wait to get there, (tomorrow about 10PM after spending the day in Miami (on purpose!))But today I have a lot of work to do. The concrete is now dry holding the pole for the satellite dish, and I’m off to get the dish on the pole, get the feedhorn assembly on and finish putting the whole thing together, get the cable ran and maybe get the dish pointed at the satellite!

Two Days and a Wake Up!

What a weekend it was.. I think it was Friday I ate two cans of Sardines, one in Hot Sauce and one in Mustard Sauce. The Hot Sauce one was good, but the Mustard one tasted funny. Not bad, just funny. Did I mention the “Best when used by” date was 2008? (that rhymes) Well, I guess they were ‘funny’ because I was sick all weekend. Not stomach sick, I had a fever of 101.8 and a bad headache (that kinda rhymes too). It was like my eyeballs were Hors d’Oeuvres with toothpicks in them. And if I sneezed or coughed, it felt like the top of my head was going to come off. All weekend, I wasn’t really sure if it was the sardines that made me sick, my stomach wasn’t upset, although I didn’t feel hungry. Then yesterday evening, I started feeling better. Then my digestive system clicked back on, (I didn’t even know it was off) mumbling and grumbling and acting very active, and I was suddenly starving. That’s what made me pretty sure it was the sardines. Ya know, when I was a kid, canned goods didn’t have expiration dates on them, if it was in a can, it was good forever. Guess they don’t can ’em like they used to!
My font color for today is sardine silver, in case you were wondering.
Two days and a wake up till Costa Rica! I am ready to go!!

Sheba, Queen of the Back Porch

The other day, I gave Sheba a bath in the late afternoon. Because of her thick, luxurious, beautiful hair, she was still wet around bedtime. SOOO The Wife whipped out the hair dryer and dried Sheba. I thought Sheba would be afraid of the noisy, hot air blowing, wind machine, but nope, she loved it. Spoiled brat!
Yeah, we’re both just girls, hanging out at the beauty salon. How’r you today?
Aren’t you supposed to give me a magazine to read?
Yeah, I’ll leave you a good tip… (snicker snicker….)

Also, I designed and installed an underwater lighting system for our pool. Below is a picture. Actually I just put one of my underwater scuba lights in the pool. Good for night swimming. It looks like this:
Last night I had a cool dream that I had a rats tail on the back of my head. It must have been back in my high school hippie days because I found it in my hair. I was going to cut it off, but hesitated because I figured there was blood and bone in there, so I didn’t. I went to the doctor to have it removed but decided to keep it. Wouldn’t it be cool to have a rats tail on the back of your head? You could thoughtfully scratch your forehead with it during an important conversation with your boss, and hundreds of other uses! I have made my font rattail gray for this paragraph!!!

It’s Friday! Yeay! Have a good weekend everybody!!

Less than a Week

One week from now, The Wife and I will be waking up for our first day in Costa Rica! I guess you could say I’ve already started packing. I have some special cigars to smoke with my Father In Law packed, and that’s a start. We are spending a day in Miami on the way there, so we arrive in Costa Rica about 10 PM.
We are going to see Elton John in concert while we are in Costa Rica. It should be a very good show, and I hope I can get some decent photos with my teeny camera.
We are also going to the beach on the Pacific ocean. We haven’t been there in about 6 years.
Work is slow. The dang concrete man is slow. They just poured the concrete and I should be able to install the dish Monday.
I went to the doctors and got my stitches out yesterday, I think I’m going to have a pretty cool scar. I thought I wouldn’t have one at all because the cut was so clean. I could tell it was time to get the stitches out because they were pully and itchy.
I’ve been having some trouble with my Linux computer. It did an upgrade from V10 to V11 and didn’t like it, so I went back, but now things seem different in a way I can’t really be specific about. Just slower and sluggisher. And weirder. I’m working on it, as I plan on taking the Linux computer to Costa Rica and actually rely on it.
This is a pretty random post. It seems that I’m going through a period where it is hard for me to post, or maybe I don’t like my posts lately. Some mental phase.. It is noticeable that I think of good things to post during the day but suffer from the blank mind when I sit down to post….. I’ve had this problem before. Oh well, it will pass.

Worst Nightmare Ever

Last night I had the worst nightmare ever. I was at some community event. My friend Jay was flying a helicopter. My Wife, our friend Carol, and several other people were going for a short ride. The helicopter took off and was hovering about 10 feet off the ground. Suddenly, faster than possible, the helicopter zoomed off and was instantly thousands of feet away over the trees. I thought “helicopters can’t do that”.

Then the helicopter started wobbling. Pitching a yawing and moving in a lazy arc toward trees. I thought everyone inside must be unconscious because of the sudden, impossibly fast acceleration, and no one was flying.
Then the helicopter went behind the trees and crashed with a huge explosion and fireball. I screamed. To say I was in extreme anguish would be an understatement. I freaked out worse than I have ever freaked. I didn’t know what to do. I was crying “The helicopter crashed.” “My wife was on it”.
I thought about going over to where the crash was but I knew she was dead.
I tried to call my Mom and was surprised when my Dad answered. I told him what happened and got off the phone. I started heading towards the wreckage.
Next thing I know, I’m laying awake in bed. Thinking I won’t make it since my wife is dead. I realize I talked to my Dad and he has been dead since for years, since before we got married. I look over and my wife is sleeping next to me. For the first time, I realize it was a dream. Normally I would hesitate before waking her up. Not this time, I wake her up and tell her what happened.
Damn. I’m glad it was just a dream.
Worst nightmare ever.

MyMo (My Monday)

Today is My Monday. The plan of the day is:
1) Get stitches out of knee
2) Go see if the concrete man put the pole in for my dish
3) Make arrangements for said dish to be placed upon said pole.
4) Go to cigar store
5) Go to beach. (I haven’t been to the beach since I got my stitches, because I’ve been avoiding sand.

Super Blow

I watched both games yesterday. I don’t think the two best teams are going to the Super Bowl. I don’t think NY Giants line gives their quarterback vary good protection. San Francisco didn’t impress me, but could have won if it weren’t for their own mistakes. I wouldn’t want to be that Baltimore kicker who missed that easy one to put the game in overtime.

Sunday Random Photos

The cemetery where Cemetery Beach is
George Town Library
Stupid condos next to Cemetery Beach. I hear they haven’t sold a single one and they have been completely empty since they were finished a long time ago.

Some Good Sh*t Man

For as long as you’ve been reading my posts, you’ve heard me whine and complain about not being able to sleep. Well, My Wife got me some stuff, and I tell you, it’s some good sh*t man! I take one of these before bed and the next thing I know it’s morning.
So if you’re a world class insomniac like me, and you want to retire from the insomnia-istic world of insomnia-ism, try some of these.
Now my wife beats me up every day.