Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Well, Shucky Darn

Great year! They finished third in their division, only 11 games out of first place, and had a longshot chance at the wild card. Most years they are 20-30 games out of first place. (Sarcasm intended)

The only reason I  bother to follow them is I was living in Seattle when they joined the league. For a baseball fix, I took my sons South to the AAA Tacoma games.

My oldest son is autistic, and is a professional dishwasher. He was working at the deli in Larry's Market, on the Eastside. One evening I came in to take him to dinner, and Ken Griffey, Jr. and family passed by shopping.

"Hi, Sean", called out Ken Griffy.

"Hhhii Kken", said Sean. "This is mmy Dad".

I smiled and just said, "Hello". The man was out shopping, after all.

He replied, "You have a nice son".

My reply? "Thank you".

Over dinner, I asked Sean about "Ken".

"Oh, he is a very nice man, and when I take things out his car, he always gives me a nice tip. His wife does, too".

Sean didn't understand what a superstar was. Perhaps Ken Griffey appreciated not dealing with a fawning fan attitude.

Perhaps that encounter is another reason I like the Mariners.

Oh Shucky Darn? A successful race horse at the old Longacres race track.

Medical Update

This post is mainly for my relatives that aren't using Facebook, but do read my blog to see what craziness I've come up with.

Went in the hospital this morning to have the atrial pacemaker lead reattached. Not a big deal, and was discharged about an hour after the procedure.

Seems the problem is physical. My chest expansion is much greater than most people, and they had a hard time getting enough slack in the lead to accommodate a "deep breath".  When I'm under 200 lbs (like that will ever happen again) I wear a size 52 or larger coat. For the first 17 years of my life, I lived at 7,000 feet above sea level, or more, which leads to a large lung capacity.

What was not fun was the replacement of the pacemaker into the previous "pocket". They gave me a local numbing shot, or shots, that wasn't completely effective. I've a high tolerance for pain, and they tested that that tolerance quite thoroughly.

Once again, my left arm will be immobilized for a week, especially when I sleep.
Sponge baths only for four days. Getting old is a bitch!

Monday, September 29, 2014

Good Deed Goes Bad

I've had a few of these for years, and one half of a pair has been lost. Today I passed a bicyclist riding the shoulder who blended in with the background. He was wearing grey and black on a black bike against cottonwood trees lining the river.

After taking care of business in the next town South, dropped into the Kum and Go convenience store to make a deposit in my IRA (bought a lottery ticket). The bicyclist was there, taking a break. I offered him the one orphan triangle, explaining he was hard to see. He was pleased, and said he had plastic ties to secure it.

After the restroom (us old guys never pass one) and the IRA deposit, went back to my truck. The bicyclist was bleeding heavily from his hand. Seems when he cut off the excess tie, the knife was dull and the force of cutting caused him to cut himself.  I donated a fairly clean rag. He came up with some gauze and tape, so I did the first aid thing. Wish my youngest, the medic, was there.

Very pleasant young man, probably mid thirties, and, based on some impressive tats, a soldier/sailor/marine/airman at some time. The organization of small stuff sacks and small packs on his bike was impressive.

Brief conversation brought out he was from Nebraska and heading to Portland, OR via Phoenix. Bet he wishes he never met me! However, he now has a bright safety triangle on his bike.

Wyoming Pictures

From a Facebook posting.

Worth visiting, especially that final picture.

Friday, September 26, 2014

Said Farewell to a Good Tool Today

Sold today my 1996 Escort Station Wagon. It was not an easy decision. I bought it with 114,000 miles on it, and sold it with 202,000.

This car has taken me, summer and winter, to points as far away as Aberdeen, SD, Marfa, TX, Albuquerque, NM, Dugway, UT, Omaha, NE, much of Western Kansas, and much of Wyoming and Colorado. It has pulled trailers, been used as a light truck, and allowed me to earn money.

As with any high mileage vehicle, I’ve spent some money on it. I needed to fix a few, to me, minor issues, while living with bad syncros in the tranny. Then it developed a peculiar engine problem. The oil wasn’t returning to the oil pan, wasn’t in the coolant, wasn’t in the valve train, and wasn’t leaking. WTF? This, coupled with the list of minor issues, made me question the value of spending up to $1,000 to make everything right. I might add, it doesn’t have a body panel without a dent (none put there by me). The syncros are the deal breaker. At some point the tranny is going to let go. Rebuild kit is around $180 plus labor, and as long as the tranny is out, might as well do a new clutch – more money.

At my age, and with my recent health issues, I didn't want to try to fix it myself.

Put it for sale on Craigslist and sold it in two days for $400. Filled an 18 gallon tote cleaning it out. Also, found a new pair of prescription glasses I’d forgotten was in the car. As my sister pointed out, that is like finding a $100 bill.

I’m not sentimental about my vehicles, don’t name them, and regard them as tools more than anything. That said I’m missing this reliable and useful tool.

Thursday, September 25, 2014


From a comment on a post.

I truly love your website.. Very nice colors & theme. Did you create this web site yourself?
Please reply back as I'm hoping to create my own site and would like to learn where you got this from or what 
the theme is named. Many thanks!

Dear Anonymous,

How many bloggers did you send that identical message to?

Your comment is utter bullshit. I'm a Latter Day Luddite with only the computer skills needed to do what I want (most of the time). Without the help of patient friends, I couldn't even turn on a computer. My greatest accomplishment was coping with the changes in Craigslist.

I do commend your use of the English language; much better than the usual Anonymous commenter.

In closing, Anonymous, if you won't put your name to your comment, piss off.

Have a nice day.


Sloppy Reporting,

Picture on the side bar. Don't think the F-22 is  carrier capable, nor is the aircraft in the picture an F-22.

While some Air Force pilots have probably qualified for carrier landings, and many would with training, that is not routine.

Sloppy reporting is, however, routine.