Stayed home and greeted John Dibatista, builder way ahead of his time, just before the insurance adjusters arrived. To my pleaseant surprise, they were quick, competent and curteous. State Farm was well represented today. When we were through, they left in peace. I still have to get a couple of bids, leading to one more check, but am quite satisfied with their assessment and offer of financial assistance. A lot of energy was exchanged, but no verbal shots were fired - well, some parlays were made by both sides, but an understanding was reached and not a scar was left, not even a bruise.
Looking forward to roof repairs and window replacements, just hoping for no wet wood leading to potential mold issues. Sat down to fried panko calamari, broiled scallops with white wine mushroom sauce, garlic fresh spinach and garlic mashed potatoes. My wife washed the spinach, for which I was greatful. I love to cook but lack an appreciation for prepping. Thinking about potato and cheddar soup for the weekend.
FTP'd paper to Phoenix Wednesday evening - system ran slow due to snow and clouds. Haven't heard back from the printer, so assume all is well. Start delivery in Scottsdale resorts Saturday morning, come back and hit Prescott Valley, shop Costco and PetsMart, on to Camp Verde to Cottonwood then Jerome and back to Cottonwood. All in all, about a 10-hour day. I do all my own delivery because I trust myself, and I know if I sluff off, I'll dock myself in pay or place me on suspension. I hate suspension.
With tomorrow being the 1st of January, 2010, I will choose to accept a message of hope and pray things improve in every aspect of everyone's life for their highest good. Right after I have a couple of cinnamon buns and coffee with Bailey's. I believe one cannot accept a message of hope and pray for highest good stuff without a couple of cinnamon buns and coffee with Baileys under their belt.
Trying to stay up to midnight and cheer in the New Year with my beloved wife. She just mixed a white russian and I am preparing to pour myself a duck fart to toast with.
Cheers and Peace for 2010!
That's all for now . . .
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Excentric
Spent good part of the day putting January issue to bed and sending it to Phoenix for printing via FTP. Took longer than normal to ship as line of sight was fighting to find Mingus Mt. through clouds and snow. After years of listening to theories on what the government is up to around Boynton Canyon, Blodwyn Smythe decided to write a cover page divulging the secret ops operational secrets.
Took a break to attend a service of a friend's mom-in-law in Cottonwood. Lots of people, not much room and felt a little out of place. Went to represent the church I attend, as 1 minister was LA bound and the other on the other side of Mingus. Standing with my back to the rear wall, I began to imagine everyone talking about me. Besides my friend, I didn't know a soul there. I could imagine them calling me "Who's that guy." Finally, an older woman from our church came and found me huddled amongst myself in the corner. We exchanged niceties and then imagined everyone who had seen Harold and Maude, thinking we were the modern version, except I'm not 18 and she's not 79. We heard that somone close to the deceased was outside due to the cramped quarters and lack of breathable air. Mauded and I used the opportunity to join him. Got outside, but he was nowhere in sight. Disappointed, we decided to leave. They had just previously announced that we were anbout 45 minutes from the minister making any gestures and then the crowd was moving to the cemetery to have the actual service. I began to panic that I would not be able to get online and would miss deadline for the first time in more than 20 years.
Got home and moved external hard drive to wired computer and started loading the pages. The connection was slower than normal and it took nearly 4 hours to get all of the pages down there. Some of those files are pretty large. Can't do anything with the files in the hopper, so tried some Wii golf, this time lefthanded. Good news, I must be ambidextrous, because I scored as poorly as I did righthanded. Did learn that you can turn the golfer and aim the shot in other directions.
Sat down to Maryland crab cakes, garlic, cheesy, mashed potatoes and broccoli. Not bad. Took out calamari and scallops for special New Years Eve dinner. Scallops in wine sauce, garlic spinach atop potato pancakes with spicy sour cream sauce.
Getting wind driven rain damage assessed by insurance adjuster tomorrow at noon. That should be fun. Pointing to structural flaws and setting prices always turns me on - and on New Years Eve while some of those silly College Bowl games are being aired in HD. Good day to give up gambling, at least the over under.
Hopefully this adjuster will be of the human race and realize we could use some assistance to prevent further leaks and potential mold growth. Happy to be working with John DiBatista as the contractor - he's a decent man with a lovely family that supports their community and thinks green. He was the first guy I met many, many moons ago that was building with alternative materials - and his house was and still is great.
Reaching the rambling stage, so time to go...
That's all for now . . .
Took a break to attend a service of a friend's mom-in-law in Cottonwood. Lots of people, not much room and felt a little out of place. Went to represent the church I attend, as 1 minister was LA bound and the other on the other side of Mingus. Standing with my back to the rear wall, I began to imagine everyone talking about me. Besides my friend, I didn't know a soul there. I could imagine them calling me "Who's that guy." Finally, an older woman from our church came and found me huddled amongst myself in the corner. We exchanged niceties and then imagined everyone who had seen Harold and Maude, thinking we were the modern version, except I'm not 18 and she's not 79. We heard that somone close to the deceased was outside due to the cramped quarters and lack of breathable air. Mauded and I used the opportunity to join him. Got outside, but he was nowhere in sight. Disappointed, we decided to leave. They had just previously announced that we were anbout 45 minutes from the minister making any gestures and then the crowd was moving to the cemetery to have the actual service. I began to panic that I would not be able to get online and would miss deadline for the first time in more than 20 years.
Got home and moved external hard drive to wired computer and started loading the pages. The connection was slower than normal and it took nearly 4 hours to get all of the pages down there. Some of those files are pretty large. Can't do anything with the files in the hopper, so tried some Wii golf, this time lefthanded. Good news, I must be ambidextrous, because I scored as poorly as I did righthanded. Did learn that you can turn the golfer and aim the shot in other directions.
Sat down to Maryland crab cakes, garlic, cheesy, mashed potatoes and broccoli. Not bad. Took out calamari and scallops for special New Years Eve dinner. Scallops in wine sauce, garlic spinach atop potato pancakes with spicy sour cream sauce.
Getting wind driven rain damage assessed by insurance adjuster tomorrow at noon. That should be fun. Pointing to structural flaws and setting prices always turns me on - and on New Years Eve while some of those silly College Bowl games are being aired in HD. Good day to give up gambling, at least the over under.
Hopefully this adjuster will be of the human race and realize we could use some assistance to prevent further leaks and potential mold growth. Happy to be working with John DiBatista as the contractor - he's a decent man with a lovely family that supports their community and thinks green. He was the first guy I met many, many moons ago that was building with alternative materials - and his house was and still is great.
Reaching the rambling stage, so time to go...
That's all for now . . .
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Excentric
Watched the Kennedy Honors - -great show! Found out last night that you can't keep making different meals out of Christmas leftovers. Visited the bathroom most of the night. Tossed remaining leftovers this morning - tossed as in the trash, not as my cookies again. Today was pretty slow. Did some editing on upcoming January Excentric, talked with a friend from Ohio, visited with close friend and spiritual guide, Joel, did a little Wii with my wife and settled down for TV with chicken noodle soup and grilled cheese. Seeing way too much news on Underwear Bomber, but at least it is a break from Tiger Woods. If I were him, I'd claim no memory of any trist due to being hooked on Ambien CR. One of the warnings is having sex and not remembering. Sadly, most of the times I have sex isn't memorable as well.
Did catch an update about James Ray, the money guru who led some people in his flock to their demise nine miles west of Sedona in October. It seems he wasn't particularly ambivalent to their needs, as he had the same lack of regard at past events when people expressed symptoms of distress. I do wish the mayor of Sedona had released a statement about the Angel Valley incident immediatly to inform the media that it did not take place in Sedona. I have written the owners of Angel Valley to get a glimpse of the vast number of vortexes on their property, but have not received my invitation to date. Thawing scallops tomorrow for New Year's Eve dinner. Tired from often interrupted sleep last nught. Think I'll take my Ambien and dream of cats.
That's all for now . . .
Did catch an update about James Ray, the money guru who led some people in his flock to their demise nine miles west of Sedona in October. It seems he wasn't particularly ambivalent to their needs, as he had the same lack of regard at past events when people expressed symptoms of distress. I do wish the mayor of Sedona had released a statement about the Angel Valley incident immediatly to inform the media that it did not take place in Sedona. I have written the owners of Angel Valley to get a glimpse of the vast number of vortexes on their property, but have not received my invitation to date. Thawing scallops tomorrow for New Year's Eve dinner. Tired from often interrupted sleep last nught. Think I'll take my Ambien and dream of cats.
That's all for now . . .
Monday, December 28, 2009
Excentric
Okay, here we go again. Last night I was rejected by a stranger when offering aid to a friend. The friend is 91-years-old, fragile, but sharp as a tack and a sweet gal. She is being relocated to assisted facilities, not her choice, but that of her daughter-in-law. I'm used to being rejected, I've been married for 23 blissful years and went door-to-door for more than 3 years to raise money and consciousness to clean the Chesapeake Bay in Virginia before getting hitched- so I've been told "no" a lot.
Today, I had to drive by the place we volunteer helpers of this woman were to meet, in case somebody didn't get the message that we weren't welcome. Of course, no one showed. I dropped off some boxes at her front door and came back, after a slight detour to Walmart - the only place that sells a particular shaving gel I need for my electric razor, which was a gift from my wife, so I have to use it.
Getting ready to scan in one of the pictures mailed to the Excentric for Typical Excentric Reader Page in the January issue. It's a mom and son in front of a giant plastic elephant in New Jersey - cute. Then it's on to the press release and entertainment pages. Trying to figure out what to do with Christmas leftovers. I think even the animals that roam behind my house are getting tired of them. I hope they don't get organized and revolt. I trust the javelinas will keep them in line. There are roadrunners, coyotes, foxes, deer, doves, quail, a bunch of other birds, including ravens, buzzards and eagles. Once a peregrine falcon lit on a bird feeder - now that was cool! Recently, a cradinal has been trying to bash his way through a window that reflects some tree branches. I sprayed some of that fake snow. Was disappointed because the directions, which my wife makes me read or reads to me before proceeding, stated it was for indoor use only. Like a dumbass, I sprayed indoors, increasing the reflection of the tree branches and encouraging the cardinal to crash harder and more often. Even put one of those fake owls atop the window air conditioner to deter him. He knocked it down by landing on its head and using it as a launching pad. The two females he was trying to impress patiently waited for him to create their new home, directly across from the braches where they egged him on. Observing the females led me to believe the cardinal was Mormon or a Grosbeak politician. Anyway, the cardinals have left and I am left with that crappy snow stuff to scrape and vacuum. Perhaps after the new year.
Haven't turned the news on yet today to see which politician was the head jerk. Lately, Lieberman has been leaving everyone in his dust, created by his flip-flops. Just thinking of him conjures up a foul taste, kinda like an acid burp. He reminds me of the quote on last month's Curmudgeon Page "I once bought my kids a set of batteries for Christmas with a note on it saying toys not included." I realize I have to convert that to a Chanukah gift.
I realize it's time to quit. I have reached the rambling stage of blogging. Got further than most.
That's all for now . . .
Today, I had to drive by the place we volunteer helpers of this woman were to meet, in case somebody didn't get the message that we weren't welcome. Of course, no one showed. I dropped off some boxes at her front door and came back, after a slight detour to Walmart - the only place that sells a particular shaving gel I need for my electric razor, which was a gift from my wife, so I have to use it.
Getting ready to scan in one of the pictures mailed to the Excentric for Typical Excentric Reader Page in the January issue. It's a mom and son in front of a giant plastic elephant in New Jersey - cute. Then it's on to the press release and entertainment pages. Trying to figure out what to do with Christmas leftovers. I think even the animals that roam behind my house are getting tired of them. I hope they don't get organized and revolt. I trust the javelinas will keep them in line. There are roadrunners, coyotes, foxes, deer, doves, quail, a bunch of other birds, including ravens, buzzards and eagles. Once a peregrine falcon lit on a bird feeder - now that was cool! Recently, a cradinal has been trying to bash his way through a window that reflects some tree branches. I sprayed some of that fake snow. Was disappointed because the directions, which my wife makes me read or reads to me before proceeding, stated it was for indoor use only. Like a dumbass, I sprayed indoors, increasing the reflection of the tree branches and encouraging the cardinal to crash harder and more often. Even put one of those fake owls atop the window air conditioner to deter him. He knocked it down by landing on its head and using it as a launching pad. The two females he was trying to impress patiently waited for him to create their new home, directly across from the braches where they egged him on. Observing the females led me to believe the cardinal was Mormon or a Grosbeak politician. Anyway, the cardinals have left and I am left with that crappy snow stuff to scrape and vacuum. Perhaps after the new year.
Haven't turned the news on yet today to see which politician was the head jerk. Lately, Lieberman has been leaving everyone in his dust, created by his flip-flops. Just thinking of him conjures up a foul taste, kinda like an acid burp. He reminds me of the quote on last month's Curmudgeon Page "I once bought my kids a set of batteries for Christmas with a note on it saying toys not included." I realize I have to convert that to a Chanukah gift.
I realize it's time to quit. I have reached the rambling stage of blogging. Got further than most.
That's all for now . . .
Saturday, December 26, 2009
The Excentric
Not sure where to start. Froze Thanksgiving vittles, thawed for Christmas Eve dinner and still working on leftovers. Had turkey enchiladas Christmas night with oyster stuffing pancakes, followed by turkey sandwich for breakfast this morning. Read where Charlie Sheen spent part of Christmas day in Colorado jail. Enjoyed reading about Muslims and Jews collaborating on Mitzvah Day in Michigan to help needy families and happy to see son returned to father after 5-year ordeal in Brazil. Finally watched Slumdog Millionaire last night. What a gut wrenching movie. Only present this year was Wii Fit. Getting ready for New Year's resolution - again.
Wrote to President Obama. I like him. I'm not sure my emails are getting through, though. He asked for suggestions on ways to help our country. I suggested ridding the ridiculous rules that Property Owners Associations have prohibiting drying clothing naturally, in the sunlight - subject to fines. Not only would we save energy, people would save money and greenhouse gases would be reduced. Then I thought they should take some of the TARP funds and employ out-of-work auto makers in Michigan and elsewhere by commissioning wind turbines and solar heating units be built for commercial and residential use. Finally I felt they could take some more of that TARP money and set up energy stations along the farms and ranches that line the tributaries of the Chesapeake Bay and help those people turn their waste into energy, saving the Bay, reducing energy costs, adding employment and aiding the fishing industry.
I guess they want help, but not from just anybody. Or, maybe my ideas are so bad that they didn't want to hurt my feelings by telling me they prefer to leave things just the way they are - polluted beyond belief.
I figured I should get stated on this blog. But I want everyone to know that no matter what someone blogs about, it is from information that they can only assume to be fact based on their sources, who assume the information they pass on is correct and that the sources they used were correct. In the end, most everything comes down to acceptance. So, I hope you accept that what I say now and in the future is my best guess, my honest opinion, except where I may be satirical.
That's all for now . . .
Wrote to President Obama. I like him. I'm not sure my emails are getting through, though. He asked for suggestions on ways to help our country. I suggested ridding the ridiculous rules that Property Owners Associations have prohibiting drying clothing naturally, in the sunlight - subject to fines. Not only would we save energy, people would save money and greenhouse gases would be reduced. Then I thought they should take some of the TARP funds and employ out-of-work auto makers in Michigan and elsewhere by commissioning wind turbines and solar heating units be built for commercial and residential use. Finally I felt they could take some more of that TARP money and set up energy stations along the farms and ranches that line the tributaries of the Chesapeake Bay and help those people turn their waste into energy, saving the Bay, reducing energy costs, adding employment and aiding the fishing industry.
I guess they want help, but not from just anybody. Or, maybe my ideas are so bad that they didn't want to hurt my feelings by telling me they prefer to leave things just the way they are - polluted beyond belief.
I figured I should get stated on this blog. But I want everyone to know that no matter what someone blogs about, it is from information that they can only assume to be fact based on their sources, who assume the information they pass on is correct and that the sources they used were correct. In the end, most everything comes down to acceptance. So, I hope you accept that what I say now and in the future is my best guess, my honest opinion, except where I may be satirical.
That's all for now . . .
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