Monthly Archives: August 2019
The Culprit . . .
Brandi sent over this photo of Landon all booted up and ready to go for his first day of school as a 4th grader. Brandi said he told her he was too old to be walked to school. Brandi wahts to know where her baby went.
And he’ll be 9 years old next Tuesday, the 20th. But for scheduling purposes, his party won’t be until Sept. 7th. Which also happens to be Miss Piper’s 26th birthday.
Speaking of Miss Piper, I mentioned last month that she had taken a job as a C.C.J.A.P. (Certified Criminal Justice Addiction Professional).at a at a minimum security women’s prison in the Burnet area, one that houses only substance abuse inmates. She’s counseling individuals who are incarcerated and/or receiving court-ordered substance abuse treatment services.
And even though it’s a minimum security facility, she still had to take a self-defense course before she started.
When we heard from her a week or so ago, she said that there were a lot of interesting stories and that it puts life in a different perspective.
I told Jan that it may be as eye-opening to Piper as it was to her when we first met. As I’ve mentioned before, we met when we were both working at a slightly-seedy amusement park in Titusville, FL
Besides a few college kids like Jan and I, the other workers were a wide swath of ex-prison guards, cowboys, carnies, and even a couple of Hell’s Angels. And believe me, all of this was a real eye-opener to a good little Mormon girl like Jan.
Luckily for me, she didn’t realize that I was the one she really had to worry about.
My new oil filter gasket finally showed up today, and since my new oil filter came in yesterday, I’m all ready to do the change out.
This is what the culprit looks like.
But between a family get-together up at Brandi’s this weekend, and needing to get my brakes done first, the filter thing will have to wait a while.
Since my Mr Coffee had been doing a lot of Snap, Crackle, Popping lately, which means that I need to run a few pots of vinegar through it. That will get rid of all the calcium buildup.
While I was doing that, I was trying to decide if I wanted to tear into it. We have enough momentary power glitches here that I’m getting tired of having to reset the clock and delayed start times. So I’m thinking about adding a small battery inside to keep the clock chip running while the power is off. Kind of an internal UPS, I guess.
I actually found a schematic of the unit online and it looks like a couple of diodes and a 9volt battery should do the job, and would last a long time.
Just something else for the list, I guess.
Thought for the Day:
I always wondered what the job application is like at Hooters. Do they just give you a bra and say, “Here, fill this out?”
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Never Enough Time . . .
I had originally planned to pull a rear wheel this morning to check my truck’s brake rotors, but decided to wait until later this evening when it would be a little cooler, and it I pulled the passenger side, I would be in the shade.
Later, about 1pm, Jan and I headed out for breakfast at Snooze, and then a couple of shopping stops.
Jan got her usual favorite Bravocado Toast, along with a bowl of fruit.
When we were up in Waco a few months ago, we had breakfast at Magnolia Table, the Chip and Joanna Gaines place. And of course, Jan ordered her fav Avocado Toast, and was kind of disappointed with what she got.
Not what she expected, especially when compared with Snooze.
I got my usual 3 Egg Classic Breakfast, also with fruit.
Our next stop was at the office to pick up my Amazon order that finally got delivered today, with one of the items in the box was my Cummins oil filter.
The new gasket was supposed to be delivered by USPS yesterday, and in fact, it was shown as Out For Delivery. But it never showed up. And rather than coming today, the tracking shows it back up in north Houston for some reason. Hopefully it will show up someday.
After that we made a couple of more stops, including a WalMart run, before finally heading home.
About 6:30 I went out to pull the rear wheel to take a look at the rotor. And as I thought the rotors definitely need to be replaced.
In fact it’s pretty much a shadow of its former self, and pretty scarred. If I had been able to replace the pads a couple of months ago like I had wanted to, but something, weather, traveling, illness, family, etc., always seem to intervene.
So I’ve got a pair of ACDelco rotors coming in on Thursday.
I’ve already got the pads, so I should be ready to go. But family, a get-together at Brandi’s this weekend, will put the brake job on hold until at least next week.
Along with the new rotors, I also ordered a set of 24 new lug nuts so I can replace all of them, not just the one that was rounded off.
Hopefully at some point here in the next week or so, I’ll be able to change out the oil filter gasket and get that out of the way at last.
Thought for the Day:
The reason Mayberry was so peaceful and quiet was because nobody was married.
Think about it. Andy, Aunt Bea, Barney, Floyd, Howard, Goober, Gomer, Sam, Earnest T Bass, Helen, Thelma Lou, Clara and, of course, Opie were all single.
The only married person was Otis, and he stayed drunk.
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