Maybe Today

 I can sneak in a quick post.

Damn, I have been busier than a one legged man in an ass kicking contest.

My brother has been working my ass off, I hurt all over.

We worked all week and then yesterday, I showed him how to change the glow plugs on one side of the engine for his truck, today we do the hard side, yay.

One more day tomorrow and then home for a while.


Back in two weeks and off to Coos Bay, where I grew up.


I may get a chance to see an old friend I haven't seen in 25 years while I am there.

In the mean time, I have been out of the loop, haven't even had time to visit my usual haunts on the web .

So, I doubt I will be posting much for a while yet, no rest for the wicked and all that.

Catch me when ya can and thanks fer stopping  by.

Anybody got too much time on their hands?

It's been a few days since I've gone on a drunken rant so sit down, shut up and...oh, wait...forget that since I'm about to beg for help. Sorry about that.

My sister wants me to make her a reproduction of this thing. She seen it in some antique store, I guess. She calls it an apothocary cabinet but it ain't...I don't know what the hell it is. I'm thinking maybe a dentist or doctor's cabinet of some kind but I can't find pics or plans that even remotely resemble it.

My Google-Fu is weak. Got any antique hunters out there?

I can get a sense of scale from the picture and make it up if I have to but I'd really rather not go to all that trouble. Can't really tell what the wood is but I'll most likely use oak since it looks to be from a time when most things were made of it.

Anybody (who I haven't pissed off yet) know what this is? I'd be eternally grateful for the help.

spongebobcrackwhore

Hello? WHAT?!!

Sweet Jesus,I forgot my friend Suzanne was coming into town.
I finally had to get off my dead ass and clean the joint up, in a hurry. The big can of Red Bull and four garbage bags later, C'mon in.
I would have been MORTIFIED if she had shown up out of the blue.

Get yer head out of the gutter, it ain't like that, fer Chrissakes. It is possible to have friends ya know.

I told her to randomly call me to say she was coming, even if she wasn't, so I would be forced to get off my dead ass and clean the place up, I am such a bachelor.

I even vacuumed, I swear.

I did have to warn her not to open the sliders to the bed room, I don't think I could dig her out by myself.

Y'all have a nice day and thanks fer stopping by, just give me some notice so I can find ya a place to sit.

Nicely Done

I had my neighbor put some heavy duty shelves in a closet by my built in refrigerator that I wasn't using.
He did a fantastic job, 3/4 inch plywood.

When I get home tonight, I am going to fill those suckers up with canned goods that I bought the other day when I had a run away.
I had an unexpected windfall and went out and bought a ton of long term storage foods.
I had just enough left over for the shelves to be done.

I am a much happier guy now.

Winter is fast approaching and I have a couple of projects that I put off and I need to get those done.

I need to get a couple more propane tanks and have them filled too.
I ran out last winter in the middle of a blizzard and I have no wish to repeat that experience.

When I had the neighbor tear out the nasty hide a bed, I kept the mattress, it looked like it had never been used.
I asked him to help me take the old mattress off my bed so I could replace it.
I was going to throw it away but he wanted it for his kid to sleep on when he showed up.

Jesus Christ what a project!
Try getting a Queen sized mattress out of the nose of a fifth wheel, through a fucking door that is twenty four inches wide, then repeat this feat in reverse to put it in his place.

Oh my aching back.My shoulder too.

Heavy bastard, with nothing to grab a hold of.
But, it's progress.
Now I have to go put everything back that got knocked down in the struggle, when ya walk in and turn to go to the bedroom area, it looks like a hurricane went through the joint.


I hate housework but I gotta get off my ass and get it done.

Went and did five loads of laundry last night too.
Now that I think about it, it's no wonder I am so damn tired.

Oh well, no rest for the wicked.

BWAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!

I Have Anal Glaucoma

I can't see my ass coming in to Blog today.
See ya soon.

Ya Want Some Cheap Entertainment?

Turn off the fucking television and go park in front of the nearest WallGreens for about forty five minutes.
Make sure ya have the stereo turned up to Brain Melt for the maximum effect, ya get bonus points for the looks ya get while watching the entertainment walk in and out.
Double extra bonus points if ya have one of those "Park In Front" thingies to hang off the mirror.

That ought to cure ya of some boredom, They should make a reality show out of that shit.

That Was Fun

I managed to get the transmission back in the Beast. I see I need to do a little fine tuning on the clutch adjustment. I fixed the fucking floor board too.

Had the kid who does the metal work cut me out a piece of sheet metal from a fucked up door skin on a Semi truck Friday before he left.
I drilled a bunch of holes and pop riveted it in in after I did some rust treatment.
The Fred Flintstone floor board is not conducive to comfortable driving, I hate it when my feet are dangling through the fucking floor boards.

I kind of knew there was something going on there but the floor mat was hiding it really well, I wasn't going to even look until I knew I was going to tear into the clutch. It was ugly but what the hell does one expect from a forty two year old four wheel drive in the Pacific North West?

I pretty much fucked off today but I still managed to get a few things done at the Weasel Den.
Tomorrow is Monday and I am going to go out of my way to stay in bed for an obscene amount of time.
I tried to do it today and I still got woke the fuck up by my cell phone.
That will not happen tomorrow.

Update;
Well, it wasn't my cell phone this time, I got woke up by the house phone and one of those automated messages.
Motherfuckers, I didn't even get the pleasure of telling someone to fuck off.
So now I am awake and have a hangover that would outright kill a lesser mortal.
Fuck.

Time for a beer, I'm on vacation dammit.

Here It Comes

I got an Email from my uncle telling me that my Paternal, soon to be 95, grandmother is coming over to the Weasal den for a visit in the morning.
LMAO.
I replied That the only thing I could guarantee was that I would have a couple places to sit, which is quite the improvement in itself.
Oh yeah, and that everybody had better go to the bathroom before they come because the frikkin' toilet is busted and I ain't fixed it yet.
There is a McDonalds a couple blocks away in case of emergency.

I have been wore out, I didn't do a damn thing today, a load of laundry and vacuumed up a couple of pounds of cat hair.


Today was the first time in a couple of weeks that I got to visit some sites I like to keep up with but even at a whole day, I am still far behind where I would rather be.

Anyways, I am going to have to get off my dead ass and go clean the joint up enough to find a couple of seats, it will be nice to see Granny, I have been remiss in my visits for about a month.


I have a weeks vacation coming and if I can survive long enough, I do believe I will be taking a week off right before my parents get back so I can focus on getting the joint liveable.

Bustedus Domesticus: Laundry Day

Whew!
When I went and started mucking out the Rat Hole the other night, I completely filled the back of a short bed pickup up with clothes and bedding and any thing else I could get my hands on.

I have been doing laundry for two freakin' days!

I wanted every thing out of the way so the next time I head over there, it's going to about picking up miscellaneous shit and scrubbing and securing shit so it won't go flying around when I have to move it.
With any luck, that will be next weekend.

I was wayyyyyy overdue to clean the place up anyway, this just gives me a kick in the ass to get it done.

It's amazing what a fucking disaster a damn trailer can turn into when you are a lazy fucking slob like I am, jayzus, what a mess.

I am waiting to hear from my ex about what I can reasonably expect for a tax return.
If it is enough, I am going to be on Craig's List like stink on shit looking for a new and improved Rat Hole.

This one has served it's purpose but it is a real junker and I would like to get something maybe a little newer than a 1981 model and that everything is actually in it and works.

We shall see.

Sometimes I see some real steals .

Wish me luck!

How To Blow a Hundred At the Dollar Store

It's not as hard as you would think.

I love the Dollar store, I get all kinds of stuff there.
Things like trash bags, tin foil,( Need a new hat once in a while, ya know)
Baggies, paper towels, John Wayne toilet paper, (80 grit), you name it.

They beat the local Safeway like a rented mule when it comes to being cheap on prices.
So the other day I went in there and just had a complete runaway.

Canned corn, 2 fer a buck.Green beans the same deal
Campbells chicken noodle soup. 16 0z can, a buck.
32 oz Cran Raspberry juice, a buck.
Armour Treat, mystery meat, a buck.
Three liter bottles of Pop, a buck.

Canned peaches and pears, well you get it.
Hell, it's worth me going to just to buy Laundry and Dish soap!

Two shopping carts full, and I do mean full, 95 bucks and change, including tax.

The problem now is where to put it all.
I live in The Rat Hole, a Twenty Six foot box on wheels that is notorious for not having much storage space.

I am a pretty creative guy when it comes to stuff like this though.
I just might lift off the top of the bed and start stacking it around the fresh water tank. That ought to be interesting.

It would be too much trouble to , you know, re arrange the stuff I already have and throw out a bunch of junk stereo equipment I have laying around.
Besides, them two varmint cats have to have somewhere to hide when I come home and find cat puke on the floor.

Being A Lazy Bastard

I am trying to recuperate from my wild night last night.
Ouch.
I didn't wake up until eleven and I had a MASSIVE hangover.
No freaking beer in the place either, so I drug my carcass out of bed and threw on some clothes and hauled ass to the local store.
I picked up a six pack of miniature Coors Light cans and a pack of smokes. I normally don't drink Light anything and abhor Coors for being piss water beer but that is what was called for this morning.
Just something to ease the aching head and trick the body back into party mode,

I ran into some friends at a local watering hole I don't frequent too often and obviously had too much fun but I was due. I have been working my ass off lately, weekends and after work getting that damn truck driveable.
I actually have car insurance now!
I haven't needed it because I drive a company rig.

I ran into an older lady who really likes me, poor thing.

We had a good time and I did actually wind up with a kiss.
I have very mixed emotions . I like her OK, she is quite a bit older than I am but that doesn't bother me a whole lot.
It's that whole relationship crap. I been alone for a long time and I really prefer it.
No one nagging my ass about this or that, I don't have to constantly be watching what I say, eat, do, wear etc.

We'll see, she is pretty fucking ornery in her own right.

So anyways, I am just laying here like a lizard on a rock, vegging out right now. I have a ton of things that need doing and right now it can just stay that way for a while.
Fuck It.

I should have got more beer dammit, these little bitty cans are a fucking joke.

Busy

Update:
Here is The Beast.




Crap, I been as busy as a one legged man in an ass kicking contest.

I went to do a post last night and fell asleep right in the middle of it.

I busted my ass all day Saturday, drug a 3/4 ton truck up onto a trailer with a come along and some help and then brought it to work and stripped it down to the frame and the cab.
Then I took the service body box off of my old Ford and swapped beds so at least it looks halfway decent.Of course I broke the back window out of it during this process, luckily the one I was stripping had the same window glass.
I had a buddy stay after work and help me put that back in too last night, then I spent two hours last night getting the bed bolted down and some of the wiring hooked up, cleaned all the crap out of it that I have been storing in it and put the canopy on it.
I still have a TON of work to do to this thing.
My Boss is on vacation so I am trying to get as much done as I can INSIDE of the shop instead of OUTSIDE in my gravel fucking driveway.
I still have brakes to do, a major tune up and the whole exhaust system to be replaced with headers and Flow Master mufflers.
I also still have to drill the frame so I can install the tow hitch assembly and put the back bumper on it.
That will at least make it street legal.

Much work to do, again, no rest fer the wicked!

Update;

I just crawled out from under the Beast,finished installing the bumper and tow hitch assembly at lunch.
Man, this thing is ugly but I don't owe anyone a fucking nickle on it!

No Rest Fer The Wicked

So much for my three day weekend, I get to go to work today and tomorrow too!
Yay.

Not.
Go until dark today and be at the shop at five thirty in the morning and work until it gets dark again.
Then, hopefully, back to my normal forty hour week.

I need the bucks though, so I suppose I shouldn't snivel and be thankful I actually HAVE a job.

See ya's later.

Hey, I'm On Vacation, Remember?

So anyway, I have been sleeping like a bear in winter,I fucking love naps and I am going to take another one in a minute here.
In the meantime, I keep forgetting to tell you about a couple of new sites, Dammit!
Get yer asses over to Al the Spook and Tex Betsy's new joint, Spook and Muffin's Relaxed Politics.

It's nice and laid back, there aren't any flame wars and Tex Betsy is the shit when it comes to yummy goodies.
Al the Spook, if you have never heard of him you are missing the fuck out, the guy is a genius.

Now then, I know from personal experience there are a ton of you crazy people that like cats.
I know, I know, don't point fingers.
A friend of mine has started a brand new site devoted to the little furballs and she blames me for starting it.
'Scuse me?

Anyway, Go see my good friend VG and catch some entertaining cat videos, tell her Busted sent ya.

Seriously, I think this one haz potential, think Lolcats!

The Mini Monarch wants a Champion

This is too rich.

It seems The Decider has decided that 'Warrin' Is Hard Work!'.

The WAPO is reporting that the Whitehouse is looking for a " War Czar".

Apparantly, Stupie McFuckwit has figured out that fighting two wars is a little more deciderin' than he can handle.

3 Generals Spurn the Position of War 'Czar'

Bush Seeks Overseer For Iraq, Afghanistan

By Peter Baker and Thomas E. Ricks

Washington Post Staff Writers
Wednesday, April 11, 2007; Page A01

The White House wants to appoint a high-powered czar to oversee the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan with authority to issue directions to the Pentagon, the State Department and other agencies, but it has had trouble finding anyone able and willing to take the job, according to people close to the situation.

snip.

link;
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/04/10/AR2007041001776.html

How fucking pathetic.
Stay in Crawford and cut brush, you incompetent, ignorant bastard.
Coming up on 3500 deaths in Iraq because of this guy.
And it seems no one wants the job, surprised?
Isn't he like, supposed to be Commander in Chief?
Isn't that what this job would be?

YMMV, but for me, it's time to impeach this idiot when he basically admits he doesn't want to do it anymore.