Showing posts with label wahmbulance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wahmbulance. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 18, 2024

Going under the knife today

Skin cancer - hey, it's Florida, right?

I expect this is just going to be a pain in the butt (well, ear) since we caught it early and since it's not the nasty variant.  Back later.



Sunday, March 10, 2024

Air Impact Wrench 1, Borepatch 0

Working on the Jeep, spinning wrenches.  Except the last guy who came near a couple of bolts torqued them down. I even got a cheat bar to get some extended leverage on the ratchet wrench.

Broke the danged wrench.  Those bolts don't want to spin.

I have them liberally soaked with penetrating oil, and will see how they are tomorrow morning.  I'd hate to have to take it to a garage to get bolts loosened.  Sheesh.

Since I have a compressor, maybe I'll just head out to Lowe's and get a danged pneumatic impact wrench.  Fight fire with fire.  But this is really annoying, turning a one hour job into an all day one, just because Cletus was in a hurry to clock out and drove the bolt down.

Sunday, July 2, 2023

The weather for today ...

... man, it's hot.  Hey, at least it's a dry Florida heat, amirite? (/sarcasm)

Thursday, May 25, 2023

Ugh

I'd say that I have a bad springtime cold, but this is Florida and it's full on summer.

Bah. 

Thursday, April 27, 2023

This week has been living in the Valley of the Shadow of Death

Monday was Mom's funeral, delayed by Covid and family illnesses.  She's now with Dad for Eternety.

Yesterday and the day before it was cleaning out younger brother's (formerly Mom's) house.  He was a complicated guy, and the drugs were a part of that.  It seems that he was a fan of nitrous oxide.m  We disposed of all of that, so the house is straighter and cleaner than it's been for years.  But for both those days I was surrounded by ghosts.

Now I'm flying home, on the one-month anniversary of the day we had to put Wolfgang down.  It sure would be nice to have one of his greetings when I get there but the best I can hope for is his ghost.

I've had quite enough of death this week, thank you very much.  Would not recommend.

Tuesday, December 27, 2022

The Christmas Cold

That would be mine.  We had to cancel Christmas dinner with friends - anyone who's had the good fortune to eat one of her banquets can imagine just how disappointed they must have been.  Tomorrow I hardly got out of bed at all.  Poor Wolfgang hasn't had his proper walks but since he's in his Golden Years he wasn't bouncing off of walls like he would have a few years ago.

It wasn't the 'rona - I did a home test which came back negative.  Not sorry about that - it wasn't a lot of fun a year ago.

But it seems to be a cold - 48 hours later I'm on the uptick.  Blogging should be back to normal soon. 

Wednesday, November 23, 2022

Ahem

Good Lord, it's been almost a week since I last posted.  Family things have been front and center, and hopefully are getting worked out. 

A more normal posting schedule will commence.

Saturday, October 1, 2022

I'm back (mostly) - plus an important message

First, the message:  Napoleon famously said that an army marches on its stomach, and Big Country is trying to provision his army of attorneys to save his grand daughter from a completely messed up home situation.  I expect that you've already heard about this (I expect that 95% of our readers also follow him), but any spare change you can toss his way would be very much appreciated.   You can donate here.

Plus he's made an appearance in Chris Muir's Day By Day cartoon.  Pretty darn cool.

Now for a quick update.  It's been nothing but asses and elbows for a week, first getting ready for the storm and then cleaning up after.  Long days, and it's shown me that I'm not in very good shape physically.  Need to start working out.

The Queen Of The World is hurting pretty bad - back, hip, and knees have been an issue for a while now, and all the lifting and carrying has not helped.  Today is a day off, by executive order.  I'll post more tomorrow, but we're both pretty wiped out now.

Tuesday, April 19, 2022

Computer trouble

My computer is not well, so posting is being sporadic.

And yes, I have a backup - and a backup for the backup.  I haven't lost any data, just a computer. 

Monday, January 17, 2022

Oh noes! Covid cases are going up!

Well, they are here in Florida.  More specifically, they've gone up by two - one for me, one for The Queen Of The World.  It feels like a really bad flu, or how you feel at the onset of bronchitis.  It isn't any fun at all.

Would not recommend.  This is how I prefer my 'rona - with lime.



Thursday, December 9, 2021

Oof

Back from a trip to the Bay.  Four consecutive 12 hour days have kind of wiped me out.  Blogging to continue later. 

Wednesday, November 10, 2021

Oh, foo

I've been chewing over an uberpost for a few days and am kind of caught on the horns of a dilemma.  On one hand, I think this explains why "Woke" isn't going away anytime soon.  On the other hand, while I think I understand the situation - really, really - this is very complex stuff.

Tam points out that this isn't the 2010 blogosphere anymore - 300 word clickbait posts are what rule the 'nets - and this would be actual work to write, edit, condense, prune, and work the complexity down to something understandable in less than (dare I say it?) borepatchian length.  Heck, I may need to actually print out and highlight the posts that triggered this.

I dunno - sounds like work, not fun.  Like I said, foo.

Tuesday, October 12, 2021

Back now

Been traveling.  Oof.

Blogging to resume today. 

Friday, July 23, 2021

The weather today around Borepatch's place

Best wishes to co-blogger and brother-from-another-mother ASM826, and I hope that Glen Filthie doesn't murder him with a fork for his last Dad joke. I'm told that the needed part is in-hand, and that the techs will be around to install it tomorrow morning.  Hopefully this time it will work for sure, because the last time it didn't.


But this time, for sure.  In the meantime, how are we feeling?  Hot, hot, hot ...


Yeah, I've posted this recently.  Dang, it's hot.

Thursday, July 22, 2021

Bah

AC no workee.  Jury rigging things with rubber bands and bailing wire while waiting for folks to call me with ETA on parts.

Not happy. 

Thursday, January 14, 2021

Busy

Nothing like 2 levels of management above you leave the company to give new meaning to the word "busy".  I'm hopping like the one legged waitress at the iHop ... 

Wednesday, November 25, 2020

Is this thing still on?

[tap] [tap]

Yeah, there's been radio silence here for a bit - sorry about that.  There's been a LOT going on: new job is going well but things move fast there, settling Mom's affairs, fallout from the move.  Life has been busy.

I expect there will be relax time over this weekend, and hope to get more posts out.  In the meantime, to make it up to you, all posts today will be free of charge. 

Thursday, May 21, 2020

Puff, puff

This is Borepatch, resurfacing.  Life has been busy, and I'm very grateful for co-blogger and Brother-From-Another-Mother ASM826 single handedly keeping the lights on here while I've been otherwise occupied.  Everything is well, but hokey smokes it's been busy.

I'll get back to work here presently.  I guess I better, before the Management here cans me.  You know what a jerk The Management can be ...


Thursday, April 16, 2020

Busy

Will be busy all day.  Back tomorrow.

There are a bunch of great blogs on the blogroll.  Check 'em out.

Friday, March 27, 2020

I wonder if I have had - and recovered from - the Kung Flu

I had respiratory trouble - graduating to bronchitis and then pneumonia - last month.  It's actually been a long slow recovery over the last two months.  Given the reports that Kung Flu cases are underreported by a factor of ten, I am really wondering if I caught it and (mostly) recovered.

I guess the only way to tell is a test for the presence of antibodies and nobody is going to do that as I (mostly) feel better and am (mostly) asymptomatic.  This is a good example of what I've been talking about - the data are notoriously incomplete.