Really, I’m a pretty good guy. I’m married, we have a daughter, and I would much rather be supporting my family than keeping the home fires burning. I would prefer to let my wife do the fire tending and child raising. Don’t get me wrong, I love spending time with MEG, but my wife really deserves to be spending this time with her.

My qualifications are simple: I will work as hard as I know how to get the job accomplished. I’ve got a lot of life experiences; chances are I”ve done something in my past that has equipped me to deal with whatever task you have at hand. Except, maybe, welding – I never could get the hang of that. Mechanical work? Give me a wrench and a rag, I’m a happy guy. Woodworking? Please – lob a softball into my wheelhouse, why don’t ya? Sales? I suck, but I’ll still try to sell whatever you have that needs to be sold. Consulting? Hey, I’m a blogger – I would be more than happy to share my opinion with you about what you are trying to do. I even have the critical thinking skills needed to make sense of what you are doing before I give you an opinion about what to change or tweak – unlike a certain Poseur In Chief.

So – hire me already. Unless you like training new people every few weeks. See, I would be around for the long haul – I’ve got another fifteen, twenty years in this tank yet, and possibly longer – and plan to work as long as necessary in order to make sure my daughter gets the education and start in life that she will need to succeed.

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Looks like the US will have to take it’s cue from a smaller country in regards to this whole “anthropogenic global warming” issue – Australia’s Senate is on the verge of rejecting that country’s version of the cap-and-trade system (they call it a “Scheme” – quite appropriately, I think) and most of the hesitation is due to a book that is out in Australia now and due out in the States in July. I owe a big thanks to the StarrettWire service (click to join!) for bringing this articleto my attention.

On another note – today marks the one hundred and thirty-third anniversary of the defeat of Custer at Little Big Horn, also known as the Great Northern Plains Live Target Practice of 1876.

With that, I return you to your normal surfing. Thank you for your attention.

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Last week the project was a Ramada for the patio area outside the “gameroom” at the church. These pictures were taken the day of a wedding, so there are some spiffy lookin’ dudes hanging out:

Had to stitch that one together from several ground-level shots, so the truss looks a little weird.

Here’s a detail shot of the inside corner:

Yesterday, TMBWitW took a day of vacation, went running around with MEG and came home to a shade structure of our own:

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Just wear red and show your patriotism, okay? Don’t make me come over there and add black and blue to your palette today!

OK, so I’m not as stiff and sore as I was yesterday, but this metal splinter in the tip of my right middle finger sure makes typing harder than it was. If only I had a super-powerful magnet that would just pull the splinter out, instead of having to dig around in there trying to get it…

As promised, some “before” and “after” shots for you:

East Wall

West Wall

Also showing are a couple of the young men from church helping out with the cleanup.

Since it is Good Friday, TMBWitW is off work and we are going to spend the day together – as soon as she wakes up. MEG has been up and down a few times, and my sleep schedule is so whacked it’s not even funny. Tonight I’ll be driving a twelve hour shift – if anything amusing comes up, I will let you know.

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1381 and a wake-up!

Mine was pretty good – drove cab Friday (24 hour shift, with breaks) and then Saturday morning after a few hours sleep we were going to go up to Kingman to visit the cousins. Unfortunately, TMBWitW developed a nasty migraine on the way, and we didn’t even make it to Wickenburg before turning around and heading home again.

It’s OK though – she got some sleep and took some migraine meds and was MUCH better by Saturday evening. The cousins are coming down on the 25th, so we’ll still get to see them.

I went over to check out an opportunity with a delivery company as an independent contractor this morning; we’ll see how that turns out.

Now, I’m going to cruise through my blog list and leave comments here and there; I suggest you do the same. I’m also going to be spending time with MEG in between blogs. Hope you have a good week!

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1385 and a wake up!

Saturday we had a yard sale. Since we were going to have the yard sale, and TMBWitW didn’t want to do it by herself, I skipped driving a cab Friday night so I would actually be awake on Saturday. I’m glad I did – I got to spend all day with my wife and our MEG. I even got some pedal time with MEG:

Due to the vagaries of Software and readers, the photo may appear fuzzy – simply click on it to get a close-up view – and no, I didn’t crop it incorrectly – I was pedaling so fast my poor wife couldn’t keep me in frame as the picture snapped…

Saturday night, I did get a cab. My third fare was a threesome (four, counting the little boy) that I picked up from a bowling alley near my house. The mom and dad were having a slight disagreement about something, the uncle was concentrating on the boy, and I was helping the uncle get the stroller in the trunk. The mom got in the back seat, thought of something, jumped back out, and then the dad jumped in. For whatever reason, this seemed to stoke the discussion to a higher level. After I dropped them off, I headed over to Westgate (where the UoP Stadium and the Coyotes Arena are) to see about snagging a fare from there. When I parked, I checked the back seat, which I had the habit of doing before picking up a fare – and then decided that I needed to check the seat after dropping fares off from now on. The escalation of the discussion happened right after the dad had jumped in and sat on the mom’s drink – which was now soaking into the back seat on the passenger side, which is the most popular side for fares to sit on – and I didn’t have enough paper towels to soak it up. So – off to the house (which is nearby – I think I mentioned that) and my wet and dry vacuum.

TMBWitW was cooking a big batch of manicotti for Afterglow Sunday after service, and was sore from standing at the stove. Turns out she was up until 0030 fixing the five pans worth. It was worth it, though – talk about some good food!

After a pretty solid night (I only had one bad stretch where I didn’t have a fare for about an hour), I was ready to prep the cab for turn in – it was about 0300, and I needed to turn in about 0430, I had made rent and then some, and I was working on no sleep since 0600 Saturday morning – and I was sitting at Bethany Home Road and the I-17 when I got a call for a fare at Glendale Avenue and I-17 – it was only a mile north of me, so I grabbed it and headed up there. I picked the guy up, and he needed to go to Tempe! Well, I figured I had just enough time to get him there, turn around and deadhead back to the cage, so I went ahead and ran it. It was mostly freeway, anyway, so travel time wasn’t bad. Once I dropped him off, out of habit I hit the “book” button and almost right away I had another pickup in the area. I could have kicked myself. If I turned the cab in late, I would be charged $5 for every 15 minutes late. Since I had committed to the fare, I picked him up – he was at Mill and University – and hoped that he was going west, so I was at least headed back the right way! Thankfully, he needed to go to 32nd Street – which is west, so no problem. I got him dropped off and jumped on the freeway and booked it hard for the cage. I stopped to bring the gas gauge up above 1/4, and headed for the yard. Just as I pulled in, I remembered that I hadn’t vacuumed the entire car yet – so I had to turn around and book it for the car wash. I did get turned in within allowances – exactly twelve hours and fifteen minutes after I picked it up. Those last two fares turned my solid night into a good night.

How was your weekend?

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