Late in the day,
I look at my bride and I say to her ….
“I wrote a story about you today on the website, let me read it to you.”
Close Encounters
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May 8, 2012
Close Encounters
The monkey never learns. You see, the monkey he loves brown rice, and he knows that if he sticks his hand inside the enclosure, he is going to get shocked. He knows that it will hurt and it will cause him pain, but he loves the rice, so he sticks his hand in the enclosure one more time.
The room seemed incredibly warm, it could have been the wine, sometimes it has that effect on me. Looking across the table, she radiates her beauty and everything has that feeling of being just right. The food is excellent, the waiter is most attentive, and my woman is smiling back at me. I am not hitting all of them out of the park, but I believe I am getting some base hits, it is going to be a good night.
After dinner, I tell her, “I have a surprise for you.”
She looks at me, and then says, “Oh yeah, what could you have after all this? This was terrific.”
Sliding her chair out from the table, I reach down and grab her hand, and then smile, “Walk this way my dear.”
The hallway is basically empty and there are not a lot of people about for a Friday night, I am somewhat surprised. Walking over to the elevator, I punch the button marked up and the doors open.
She looks at me and says, “What’s going on?” I just smile my toothy smile and say … “Be patient.”
Short ride up to the room, I slip the plastic card into the magnetic card reader, the little green light illuminates and there is a distinct metallic click. Opening the door, we walk into the room and she smiles, and then says to me, “Ohhhhh, this is nice.”
So far so good.
I pull her close to me and I breathe in the scent that is my woman, she feels good in my arms, she not only entices me, she excites me at the same time. I kiss her softly and then say to her, “Let’s make love.”
She says, “No we better not.” I am taken back, after all of my scheming, my planning, all of this, she says “NO?”
I ask her why …. She says “the boys might hear us.”
Which just flabbergasts me to no end, I have heard this before, I have heard it far too many times in my life.
Desperately trying to hold onto what sanity I have left I say … “What? Are you kidding me?”
She says, “No. SOMEONE will hear us.”
So I reason with her, maybe this will work. “No one is going to hear anything, let’s get it on.”
She looks at me with those big brown eyes, eyes a man could drown in, and says “Give me one good reason.”
I sigh, and say “Okay. I will give you two.
#1 … Listen, the boys are grown and long gone, the youngest one is 39 years old for cryin’ out loud.
And #2 … we are at the Marriott Inn.”
The poor, poor monkey … he never learns.
OOO
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Another Ordinary Day
Goober died over the weekend. Every time I think of him and his impassioned Cary Grant impersonation (Judy-Judy-Judy-Judy-Judy), or the time Opie put a transmitter under the collar of a dog, and he thought the animal could talk. The crazy Hillbilly-Yahoo Army Officer on Mash.
I have to smile.
As a baby boomer, I am quickly reaching that point in my life, where I am attending more funerals than I am weddings. Death is the only thing in this world that never takes a holiday … George will certainly be missed.
Al Qaida rejects … Now this one is a hoot. Five suspected in Ohio bombing attempt plead not guilty, even as their van explodes in the parking lot! The FBI recently ran a sting operation in Cleveland, Ohio and has arrested five nimrods who were plotting to blow up a bridge on the Interstate Highway System. They are affectionately known as the “Cleveland Five.” Here is the information on it, they were also said to be part of the “occupy Cleveland rally.” Now here is my question, how stupid do you have to be in order to buy $900 worth of inert explosives from the FBI?
And now for question number two:
Ready?
We used to MARCH on these places and then protest, now we OCCUPY THEM which to me, a person who is his perfect weight if he were seven feet tall, tends to suggest we are as overweight and obese as Federal Standards imply. When complete strangers rub your belly for luck at the Mongolian Palace … well it might be time to go on a diet.
Whadya think?
Mexican Beauty clear cut winner in Presidential Debate … Who won Mexico’s first presidential debate? According to the media and Twitter frenzy, at least, the victor wasn’t any candidate but a curvaceous model in a tight gown who puzzled millions by appearing on stage for less than 30 seconds during the showdown. All we get is Newt and the other Bozo’s.
Now if you don’t think that is bad … well the news is good and then it is bad. Women’s breasts are now bigger and better, such a important part of life we give them off color names and descriptions. But breast cancer is on the rise, and you can read about it here.
What is not to like? … Simon Cowell of American Idol fame has a new book out, “I can’t stand Jay-Lo.” Man-Man, hold the presses, until I can get to Borders or Amazon.com for a copy of that! Maybe he has a secret crush for Ryan Seacrest, anywho it is out in print now, should be a major yawner for sure. Personally I like Jay-Lo that baby got back!
EEEEEEEEeeeeewew …. Over the weekend, Chinese Infant Flesh Capsules were seized. Now that is just plumb nasty sounding … Do you know what the name of the first Chinese Test Tube baby was?
It was a boy.
“No Fun Son.”
In the spirit of the gang at Mayberry … Nip it in the bud! This is so bad, I am not going to comment, just going to give you the link and you be the judge.
See you at the water cooler …
OOO
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May 7, 2012
I want it … I want it … Magic Bus
My old bus, “Be ye not the first to try the latest, nor the last to cast the old aside” is what my grandmother used to tell me, something truly special about being the owner of an old hoopie that is no longer in production. Just below the surface, where most people do not bother to look you can find … A small part of me, that yearns to get behind the wheel of a nice, shiny high-dollar Pig Iron Pony. A quiet soul that would love head out on the interstate and just let it run … Maybe some day in the next life? Certainly it will not be today.
Here is today’s Riveting Discussion … Torture Time Again … Things I love
The smell of fresh rain on a country road in the summertime.
Songbirds in the tree on the west-side of the house
The view from the top of the hill at the Riverside in Laughlin Nevada.
The husky sound of a woman’s laugh in the dark.
Little children at play.
Long stretches of two lane at dusk
the sound of a big Detroit workin a hill outside of Bozeman
fresh popcorn poppin,
mis-spelled words in Bus Conversion Magazines
Setting the Jake and listening to her bark as she drops off the hill.
High-dollar fuel, bad roads, lousy weather, take the edge off life
Aluminum wheels and shaved rivets
crowded truck stops and radared chicken fry’s
polished wheels excite my senses
I like the look of Albuquerque, New Mexico, after dark from the top of nine mile hill … Same with Las Cruces and The College Exit in Henderson Nevada.
Porpoising on the Interstate in Livingston, Wyoming, running I-20 east out of Houston.
Winning lottery tickets
(Hey … This is my fantasy, remember that.)
“It’s all downhill from Van Horn Texas.”
(Yeah sure)
Diesel mechanics who smile and say, “Ah, this aint nuthin.”
Halter tops and cut off Levi’s
Bacon fryin and the smell of burnt toast in the kitchen,
M&M commercials
No one in line ahead of me at the fuel desk
mashed potatoes and dark rich gravy
straight lines and shiny stainless steel
The smell of diesel exhaust early in the morning
a cup of fresh brewed coffee.
Country Music, Miranda Lambert, Carrie Underwood
NASCAR, CMT Video’s, old time Rock n Roll
long, slow wet kisses in the dark,
Stories told late at night around a dying campfire
Cracker Barrel stores
Chrome shops,
LED’s,
Stainless Steel (no seriously, did I mention stainless steel?)
the wife humming softly at the kitchen sink
fried apples in thick syrup.
And last:
Meeting another truck on a hill late at night, and he says, “Aint nuthin’ back there driver but a whole lot of dark.”
All that … is a Rainy Day slice of life … And some of it even makes me smile.
OOO
Thanks to Tom at Prevost Community for the photo credit.
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May 5, 2012
Land Of Opportunity … If you don’t live here.
Your Tax Dollars At Work … Did you know that you are paying for children that live in Mexico, to the tune of billions of dollars in relief, because of an I.R.S. loophole? Well, you are. Wouldn’t it be nice, to sit down in April, and list not only YOUR children, but your niece and nephews as dependents, who do not live with you, who are not even in this country, and then in return get a huge tax return?
Now we come to how much money we are we talking about here? Would you believe, all of this, which has been in place and being abused for over ten years, is going down the tubes each year to the tune of $4.2 billion dollars (annually) and that 22 million undocumented illegals are currently being shown on the rolls taking full advantage of this Tax Code Loophole. A loophole that the video says “the I.R.S. is unwilling to fix.”
Sound too good to be true, well unfortunately, it isn’t.
Click on the link and watch the video.
video?clipId=7054149&autostart=true
It’s just about enough to make a body sick. Our Government makes it so easy for them, but when YOU need help … Well, you know the rest of it dontcha?
OOO
Related: Sneaking Into America
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May 4, 2012
Hit And Run
Idle thoughts and Open Road
If you are a regular reader, you will notice some things missing. I have been making some changes, sorry. It has come to my attention (thanks Bill) that I have gotten a little verbose in some of my postings. So in order to correct this, I am going to make an honest effort to make my posts shorter and hopefully …. More interesting.
(This will be my first attempt, it is about 300 words)
This morning I am once again looking at the webpage and this guy I have never met, a Mr. John Mellis, is broke down in Atlanta, Ga. This is no good, when you own a bus and you break down, well, that directly hooks you up with a wrecker, repair shop, and big bucks. Never a good deal. Finding yourself in the foot patrol and a lot of people wanting to meet you and see how deep your pockets might be.
- Mr. Mellis Coach
The thing that fascinated me about it was I was broke down in Atlanta some five years ago, and the guy that Mr. Mellis called to haul him in, his wrecker, is the same wrecker I had when I had the misfortune to break down in that area. Wonder what the odd’s are on that?
Our bus at back of the lot at repair facility
- Both of our buses hauled by the same guy and both of them taken to the same place for repairs. That is kind of incredible to me, to read of that some five years later.
Dead in the water 8ft off the slow lane
- That is one thing computers have done … they have made the world just a tad bit smaller than it used to be. On some days you find something really magical and on other days, the rest of it just sort of fades away.
- OOO
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May 3, 2012
End Of The Week Dirge
Wow, where has this week gone? I look up, and whoosh, it is almost finished. Time to get back up on my soapbox and tell you what I find wrong with today. Been kind of a slow week here, not a whole lot of comments and it has been for lack of a better word, quiet.
Dear Self did not take off like I thought it would, so next week, I am going to devote an entire week to it, excerpts from all of the authors, for the entire week. Having found interest in the idea and the concept, I feel a definite need to share it with all of you.
You have been warned.
Wind is supposed to blow again today, so I am in no big hurry to get out there and hit it. Which is a break for the home team I suppose. I just took a moment to email a friend of mine with a link, and low and behold, I absolutely forgot where it was that I was before the email.
Much too often I find myself walking into a room and thinking to myself, “What in the hell am I doing in here?” My eyes search the room screaming out to my brain …. “Where is it? Where is it?” … And my brain screams back … “WHAT IS IT? WHAT IS IT?”
Does that ever happen to you?
Thank goodness for the “history” feature of the web browser. Without it … on a lot of days, I would be totally lost. But then again, being lost on the computer is no new thing for me, this is not my first rodeo.
Having said all of that, I will now close with this. Thanks for stoppin by today to read my particular round of drivel and semi-related-text-fodder (fodder-al?), dropping by to spend a little time here between the lines, wondering what it is that makes this guy tick. That was nice of you and I sincerely hope you got something from the piece.
I think I did.
Today I have figured out that “life without computers, is some of the best time you can spend with yourself.” If you want a good investment of your time and energy, go find a pond and skips some rocks, take a walk with your grand-daughter and show her the wonders and mysteries of life. Get off your keyboard and get outside. Life is short … Enjoy the Ride.
Have a great weekend, we will see all of you on Monday.
OOO
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May 2, 2012
If I Were The Devil
Now here is the scary part … he said all this back in 1965.
OOO
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Add New
On some days, you come in, sit down, pull it all up and there it is … “Add New.”
At that point you realize, you have nothing.
Used to be that would really bother me. I ranked it right up there with no one returning my phone calls, not answering my emails, or no response to my written inquiries, my first stolen bicycle and a bad case of the flu.
Now days … Well it just doesn’t bother me all that much.
I guess you just learn to take it all with a grain of salt, you weigh it for what it is, and then you move on. Today, as the wind blows again some 20-30 mph out of the south, I am going to drink one more cup of coffee and then go out and clean up my shop.
When I have something interesting … something “new” … I will put it up.
OOO
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May 1, 2012
Wheel Polish
A little bit of everything.
If you own a bus then one thing is for sure. You are eventually going to own one or two tubes, or containers, of every known polish and/or cement or sealer in the world. It is just a rule of life.
As our coach is 29 years old, and parts for it are somewhat rare, I replace everything with truck-stuff whenever I can. Consequently, I spend a lot of my time in outfits that sell stuff for trucks, I switch over to truck parts whenever possible. Recently I have come up with a couple of products that I have discovered at Chrome Shops that truckers use that are working well for me.
As I grow older I seem to hate polish work with a passion, rooting and scooting on a shop floor is not my idea of a good time. If I can find anything that makes the matter simpler and easier to do, then so be it, that is just fine with me.
I came across this polish at Eagle Interiors in Okie City and it is easy to work with and produces good results. WAB “Gray Matter” metal polish is for light/medium oxidation and it brings the sheen out to a mirror finish on Alcoa’s. It is the polish on the left in the photo, with the black and silver lettering.
The WAB product is easy to apply and comes off the same way, I use micro-fiber rags or old T-shirts on the final wipe down. One thing that I really like about it, is the fact, that it cuts the jewelers rouge sludge that always seems to accumulate on the wheels during the polishing process. It is advertised as not only a polish but also a metal rejuvenator and it produces a long lasting shine.
The other two products I have used with success are: Master Formula Metal Gloss (white and black container green lettering) and Master Formula Sealer Gloss (black and red container) and these are two step items. The first one, Mast-Form-gloss is the polishing agent per say, it works on virtually all metals, and gives what I consider a “wet look.”
It too is easy to apply and comes off just about the same. The other part of the process is Mast-Form-Sealer, this goes on after and it is said to produce a bond or sealer agent that can last up to one full year. It will work on plastic’s, glass, clear coat paint work, and metal.
Be advised none of these items are “cheap” and be ready to shell out some bucks for the product.
I purchase all of my materials and products in Okie City from Eagle Interiors a local chrome shop for truckers. Randy will be glad to help you out and answer any questions you have. You can reach him at 405-495-1899 or he can be found at 212 Alliance Blvd, Okie City, Okla 73128. He ships UPS anywhere in the U.S.
If you want something to look like a million bucks … without spending a million bucks … this is the stuff.
OOO
