Saturday, January 7, 2017

Brain















Kind of lopsided, my brain, I’m also left handed.

The heater ran pretty much full time yesterday and this morning it is 18 degrees according to my outside thermometer, good thing it isn’t any colder.

They didn’t deliver my new washing machine, it was damaged in shipping, will be a few more days before they get another one here.

Have a blessed fucking day, go kick it in the ass

Friday, January 6, 2017

Lunch








I was in the men’s room taking a piss when a lady walked in but before I could welcome her she quickly backed out. Anyway, we had lunch in Arlington at a pizza place yesterday that has a lunch buffet, and a salad bar. I’m a world class critic when it comes to pizza joints but it was pretty good stuff.

One selection was particularly good, had green olives on it, really added some good flavor to it.

I judge if I’m eating enough based on how much I shit. But that could be misleading, maybe what I eat doesn’t have enough of the stuff my body needs so it just shits it out. I ponder on things like that.

Have a blessed fucking day, go kick it in the ass

Thursday, January 5, 2017

2017














Five days into it, what is fucked up so far?

Some religious nuts have said that they will dance on my grave. I've now arranged to have my ashes buried at sea.

I was sitting at the bar sipping a beer when a mans phone said, “You have another fucking text message.” Hahahahaha

Got a voice mail saying they would deliver my new washing machine today but I won’t be here. Called them back and of course got sent to voice mail. Maybe they will just leave it on the front porch for me? Or take it to Home Depot so I can pick it up there tomorrow?

I’m going to Fort Worthless today, I hope the monkeys keep the left lanes clear in case I’m in a hurry.

Have a blessed fucking day, go kick it in the ass

Wednesday, January 4, 2017

Getting old is not an option











It happens to anyone that doesn’t die young. I just can’t do some of the things I used to do so well anymore, been trying to help a young couple get an old Ford van running, most mechanics hate working on them. One problem is that he had removed the fuel pump to install a new one. Those bastards are hard to install lying on your back but I don’t have a hoist to put it up in the air with so I can work on it standing up.

But I’m a crafty old bastard with 50 years of experience at wrenching and remembered one of my old tricks. I went to the hardware store and bought a foot of 3/8 inch threaded rod and two nuts. Made two three inch studs and shoved the pump on them and then sucked it up against the block with the nuts. Never underestimate a crafty old bastard when it comes to getting a job done.

Getting weaker and less dexterous may be a given but determination and being crafty can help overcome some of that.

Tuesday, January 3, 2017

Monday, January 2, 2017

She is okay






Talked to Christina in the park this morning, she was away for a while, visiting her father.

Sunday, January 1, 2017

Have a Happy New Fear














No, I didn’t misspell it, you will find things to worry about this year.  And if you want to make God laugh tell him your plans, I would never share any of my plans with that bastard, he likes to fuck with his followers. I’m an enthusiastic agnostic, but so was Carrie Fisher.

Sure, things are going to hell but I can’t fix them so they’ll just have to go to hell. Hey, just relax and take care of your life and everything should be fine. It’s going to be a fine fucking train wreck. LOL

I figure that 2017 will be fair enough to me and if I bitch about not having a girlfriend tell me to shut the fuck up.

Having decided to let my hair grow long for a while I have to decide how to somewhat manage it, you know, trim it some, don’t want to look like a wild man.

My journey is not your journey, you lucky shits, most of you couldn’t handle my journey without going insane. What do I want for 2017? I want to catch more fish.

Okay, lets go kick 2017 in the ass.