Thursday, August 31, 2006
1. You stay cool.
2. Less traffic on the roads.
3. You don't have to take a shower after the run.
3. Playing in the puddles is fun.
4. And.....The number on best thing about running in the rain is you don't have to find a bush to pee behind........... Just let her rip on the go.
2.5 miles in the rain. Total miles this week is about 12. Need to get up to 35 mile weeks and a 20 mile long run. 3-4 months of training should do the trick.
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
My expectation is that after Katrina we can make a killing off this storm. Entitled Ones rule. Screw Lowes. Where the fuck is my water? Those federal bastards need to get their ass in gear.
If you see looters on CNN, I'll be the one with a brown paper bag over his head with the green shopping cart running from the liquor store. Naturally, I'll expect FEMA to supply cokes and limes.
Friday, August 18, 2006
The boat is ready to go. Next week we take her out of the water to do a marine survey for the insurance company. Liability insurance is $90 a year but the survey cost $400; go figure. While she's out I'm having a couple of coats of bottom paint applied. Then.......Who knows?
I gotta get some sleep [note time of day when this was written]. My mood is black as the hair on Scooter's back [see Best Friend below].
I got to get a life......
It's about 1:30 in the morning [see story below titled Best Friend]. My sheets are drying in this clothes dryer which is located in a near by Mexican restaurant. Actually, this is the as yet unfinished but very colorful babies room being put together for young Jackson James Wallace who is sleeping in his mom's belly.
Scooter is being very friendly but is still on my shit list. I still need a bath and it's too hot for warm sheets. My mood color is dark grey.
Thursday, August 03, 2006
More good news; the engine needs a new head which cost $1.7k and after replacing this part you still have a 30 year old engine. Oh well, hundred dollar bills and a hole in the water, big boys and their toys, life goes on etc.
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
Wreck from tech....
I now understand why Pat and his kind call themselves Rambling Wrecks from Georgia Tech. Picture of boat as we rebuild the engine. Okay, we are both responsible for the mess. Pat has to have every tool known to man and I'm a messy bartender.
Next time we do the job on the cheap: build a still, buy stock in Coke and get those lime trees planted.