I would love to have a vintage wooden cigarette boat and a small army of people to keep it maintained.

And now Sidekick is texting me and asking why the FedEx and UPS guys have left a mountain of boxes in our sunroom. Parts for the BMW.

Going to have to stop calling myself a software guy. I've morphed into a grease monkey.

That distributor, being a single input, means we now have to yank off the voltage regulator and a bunch of other stuff. The rear axle just left on a truck to the mechanic's home garage to be redone. New universal joint is on the way…

It. Never. ends.

Just going to have to accept the fact that the Ranchero will never be finished

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We somehow went from a forecast of upper 50s to a reality of 39.

Wearing a tee shirt was a grave mistake. Fortunately, I have a jacket at the office.

Sounds like our formerly 'hated to be in the house outdoor cat'. You open the door for her now in any weather and she gives you the, "Not happening', look and saunters away from the door.

@kdfrawg That looks soooo good.

I look at one-click Internet ordering and I think of my late grandmother who never met a currency she didn't like to spend.

Grandpa really dodged a bullet there.

Mail order used to be so different years ago. You sent your order via mail and waited. It generally showed up when it showed up.

Now, my phone is going DING and telling me that my new stainless shaving soap container and a puck of vanilla/candlewood shaving soap (goat's milk) are on a truck headed to my house after clicking one button yesterday.

Came in an hour and a half late. Added one item to my to-do list..

__ Coast until 17:00

It is the only one I intend to complete.

So there.