Archive for November, 2008
I tell you what… I am about sick of all this bailout talk. Where the heck is my bailout?
I had high hopes for Allan Mulaley (new Ford CEO). I have been a Ford fan from the start of my driving career and had hoped that someone outside of the industry could shed some light on the problems we face when it comes to cars. Then I get to hear that he (and GM and Chrysler) flew to Washington to ask for $25B and they flew in private jets! What I want to know is when the last time any of these guys had to fly coach. I would KILL for first class any day of the week. Come on get real.
Next I see that President Bush has said that there will be more bailouts “as needed”. Hey President Bush, “Over Here!!!!”. I am raising my hand now. Heck I would be happy with $200K much less $25B! Even $20K would be a nice gesture I think 🙂
One of these days we are going to fix this problem. The problem is not that we spend too much, well okay it is, but whay we spend too much. We need to enact term limits in Congress. The problem is you have to get all the congressmen to agree to firing themselves after a certain period. I mean really, 25 years in Congress? There is a reason we limit the president, why should we not limit all public servants? Seems to me that we would get a lot more new eyes on things and a lot less wastefull spending. I am convinced that people go into politics to make money, not do public service. Have you ever thought about how well most politicians live? They automatically are in the “tax cuts for the wealthiest” bracket.
I heard about a new congressman that brought a cot to sleep on during session. BRAVO. Set the example for these old crusty bastards.
Well enough politics for today.
So we got our first snow the other day and I proceeded to be overconfident…
It is amazing how a road can sheet over with ice. I made it almost all the way into town (we are staying out in the country right now) and proceeded to slide right off the road. Good thing I was only going like 3 miles and hour but it is still a little scary! Of course I manage to do this right in front of a police car on the other side of the road. He rolls his window down and says he will call a wrecker.
I didn’t wait. I worked the issue and managed to get back on the road. No big deal with no damage except my pride. The sad thing is I was driving the Probe and I have a 4×4 dodge truck. Should have driven that instead. Hindsight and all that jazz.
We started putting the venting together for the kettle this week. Stainless steel is ridiculously expensive. This stuff is 5 foot pieces of snap vent and was almost $500. For 20ft! I spuppose it could have been worse, it could be copper…
Well enough for now.
I often wonder how many restaurant servers realize that if they would just keep my drink full they would make a lot more in a tip.
We go out to eat not because we can not make the food at home but because we don’t want to that night. We expect to be waited upon and generally are great tippers. The thing is, it seems that the younger generation has forgotten what “service” is. Don’t get me wrong, I dont expect that the server should read my mind, I just expect them to fill my drink when it needs it. Fill it until I say no more.
Want a great tip? Figure out what service really means.
It is a sad day today. We said goodbye to our beloved pet, friend and family member Guinness tonight. He has been sick for about 3 weeks and lost over 25 pounds. The vets could not pin it down without exploratory surgery and were pretty convinced that he had widespread cancers. We made the hard decision to have him put to sleep today. He passed quickly and painlessly while I held him in my arms. He was gone before they were done injecting the solution. I guess it was time and he knew it.
I have owned a number of dogs throughout my life and consider myself a dog person. Guinness came to us in one of the most unusual ways. Mellissa was working as a school bus driver in 1997 in Virginia Beach, VA. During a stop at a 7-11 for a drink she threw some garbage in the dumpster and heard something. It turned out to be Guinness tied up in a plastic shopping bag and left to die. She brought him home to me at 3 weeks old and he literally fit in my hand. He was weak and we had to feed him by hand for the next 4 weeks.
He grew up to be one of the smartest dogs I have ever come across. I often joked that he was too smart to fetch because that was one of the things I could never get him to do. He learned to sit and stay and lay down all by hand signals alone. I taught him to heal by sight just in the last 2 months since we have been in Radford. He never ceased to amaze me.