How was your day?
 

First thing that happened was that my hotmail a/c was phished. I did a virus scan on my laptop and found nothing . Destroyed my credit card and got a new one in case the perp stole my info. Hotmail is up and running now with a new password.

If this sounds like a stijn thread/Facebook well perhaps it does.

2. Miraculously got approved for a 10 year term life insurance so I am good till 76 yo.

3. P car needs attention as a bearing has been talking to me for the last 2 weeks so I have had the Indy mechanic check it out and he said bring it in asap( water pump,idler arm , a/c bearing?).

4. Fortunately we have been spared and have no water in the basement due lots of rain - nothing like Calgary to the south of us.

If you had an unusual day feel free to post here !

Recycled.....this!!!:

http://forums.pelicanparts.com/off-topic-discussions/758218-dont-leave-home-without-lesson-learned-hard-way-today.html:mad:

Please don't use the name of Stijn in vain. :p

I'm recovering from the worst storm in 40 years. The roof stayed on but only because I prayed to ALL of the gods. It's still blowing but I've been replacing missing roof gutters and down pipes. There is a fence missing. I never liked that fence too much anyways so whoever got it I hope they enjoy it. I'm replacing it with a brush/bamboo looking fence but with five fence rails behind the brush and wires along the front.

Quite a few houses lost their roofs so I feel I got off lightly. Sand everywhere. It looks like a snowstorm but sand instead. A friend had left her car on the road outside my house. I told her it would get destroyed and I'd move it for her. Phew. I got the door open and into the car but it took about a minute or two to wrestle the door closed. When I parked it in a sheltered area and started to walk back I saw broken telephone and power wires blowing in the wind, plus roofing iron flying past at about 20 meters overhead. So, all in all, a bit scary and I face a fairly long cleanup.

So that's my day; cleaning up.

When changing my thermostat, I found this, before going on an important trip to NY tomorrow. A new housing is being over-nighted since it wasn't available locally. Feel blessed I found it instead of a catastrophe in CT or at a stoplight at 33rd and 5th Avenue, most likely.

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motorcycle won't start, don't know why. Got laid though.

what Jim said :D

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Yup, that's the one. here's another version with a happy ending:

HER DIARY

Saturday night I thought he was acting weird. We had made plans to meet at a bar to have a drink. I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he was upset at the fact that I was a bit late, but he made no comment. Conversation wasn't flowing so I suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk. He agreed but he kept quiet and absent. I asked him what was wrong he said nothing. I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset.
He said it had nothing to do with me and not to worry.
On the way home I told him that I loved him, he simply smiled and kept driving. I can't explain his behaviour; I don't know why he didn't say I love you too.
When we got home I felt as if had lost him, as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore. He just sat there and watched TV He seemed distant
and absent. Finally I decided to go to bed.
About 10 minutes later he came to bed and to my surprise he responded to my caress and we made love, but I still felt that he was distracted and his thoughts where somewhere else.
I decided that I could not take it anymore so I decided to confront him with the situation but he had fallen asleep.
I started crying and cried until I too fell asleep. I don't know what to do. I'm almost sure that his thoughts are with someone else. My life is a disaster.

HIS DIARY

Motorcycle won't start, can't figure out why. At least I got laid.


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Let's say a guy named Roger is attracted to a woman named Elaine. He asks
her out to a movie; she accepts; they have a pretty good time. A few nights
later he asks her out to dinner, and again they enjoy themselves. They continue to see each
other regularly, and after a while neither one of them is seeing anybody else.

And then, one evening when they're driving home, a thought occurs to
Elaine, and, without really thinking, she says it aloud: "Do you realize
that, as of tonight, we've been seeing each other for exactly six months?"

And then there is silence in the car.

To Elaine, it seems like a very loud silence. She thinks to herself: Geez,
I wonder if it bothers him that I said that. Maybe he's been feeling
confined by our relationship; maybe he thinks I'm trying to push him into
some kind of obligation that he doesn't want, or isn't sure of.

And Roger is thinking: Gosh. Six months.

And Elaine is thinking: But, hey, I'm not so sure I want this kind of
relationship, either. Sometimes I wish I had a little more space, so I'd
have time to think about whether I really want us to keep going the way we
are, moving steadily toward... I mean, where are we going? Are we just
going to keep seeing each other at this level of intimacy? Are we heading
toward marriage? Toward children? Toward a lifetime together? Am I ready
for that level of commitment? Do I really even know this person?

And Roger is thinking: ...so that means it was... let's see...February when
we started going out, which was right after I had the car at the dealer's, which means...
lemme check the odometer... Whoa! I am way overdue for an oil change here.

And Elaine is thinking: He's upset. I can see it on his face. Maybe I'm
reading this completely wrong. Maybe he wants more from our relationship,
more intimacy, more commitment; maybe he has sensed-even before I sensed
it--that I was feeling some reservations. Yes, I bet that's it. That's why
he's so reluctant to say anything about his own feelings. He's afraid of
being rejected.

And Roger is thinking: And I'm gonna have them look at the transmission
again. I don't care what those morons say, it's still not shifting right.
And they better not try to blame it on the cold weather this time. What
cold weather? It's 87 degrees out, and this thing is shifting like a
garbage truck, and I paid those incompetent thieves $600.

And Elaine is thinking: He's angry. And I don't blame him. I'd be angry,
too. I feel so guilty, putting him through this, but I can't help the way I
feel. I'm just not sure.

And Roger is thinking: They'll probably say it's only a 90-day warranty...
scumballs.

And Elaine is thinking: Maybe I'm just too idealistic, waiting for a knight
to come riding up on his white horse, when I'm sitting right next to a
perfectly good person, a person I enjoy being with, a person I truly do
care about, a person who seems to truly care about me. A person who is in
pain because of my self-centered, schoolgirl romantic fantasy.

And Roger is thinking: Warranty? They want a warranty? I'll give them a
warranty. I'll take their warranty and stick it right up their.......

"Roger," Elaine says aloud.

"What?" says Roger, startled.

"Please don't torture yourself like this," she says, her eyes beginning to
brim with tears. "Maybe I should never have... Oh God, I feel so..."

(She breaks down, sobbing.)

"What?" says Roger.

"I'm such a fool," Elaine sobs. "I mean, I know there's no knight. I really
know that. It's silly. There's no knight, and there's no horse."

"There's no horse?" says Roger.

"You think I'm a fool, don't you?" Elaine says.

"No!" says Roger, glad to finally know the correct answer.

"It's just that... it's that I... I need some time," Elaine says.

(There is a 15-second pause while Roger, thinking as fast as he can, tries
to come up with a safe response. Finally he comes up with one that he
thinks might work.)

"Yes," he says.

(Elaine, deeply moved, touches his hand.)

"Oh, Roger, do you really feel that way?" she says.

"What way?" says Roger.

"That way about time," says Elaine.

"Oh," says Roger. "Yes."

(Elaine turns to face him and gazes deeply into his eyes, causing him to
become very nervous about what she might say next, especially if it
involves a horse. At last she speaks.)

"Thank you, Roger," she says."

"Thank you," says Roger.

Then he takes her home, and she lies on her bed, a conflicted, tortured
soul, and weeps until dawn, whereas when Roger gets back to his place, he
opens a bag of Doritos, turns on the TV, and immediately becomes deeply
involved in a rerun of a tennis match between two Czechoslovakians he never
heard of. A tiny voice in the far recesses of his mind tells him that
something major was going on back there in the car, but he is pretty sure
there is no way he would ever understand what, and so he figures it's
better if he doesn't think about it.

The next day Elaine will call her closest friend, or perhaps two of them,
and they will talk about this situation for six straight hours. In
painstaking detail, they will analyze everything she said and everything he
said, going over it time and time again, exploring every word, expression,
and gesture for nuances of meaning, considering every possible
ramification.

They will continue to discuss this subject, off and on, for weeks, maybe
months, never reaching any definite conclusions, but never getting bored
with it, either.

Meanwhile, Roger, while playing racquetball one day with a mutual friend of
his and Elaine's, will pause just before serving, frown, and say: "Norm,
did Elaine ever own a horse?"

And that's the difference between men and women.

Day was great, got laid went to work blew up a car and had a lot of gunfire on the Set. Booked a trip to Toronto and Chicago for a few weeks out. Charted a course to take the big ass RV up PCH to Pescadero, CA for the 4th holiday. Got home early, got laid again (seriously) went in the 86 degree pool. Enjoying an adult beverage, and the wifey is at a school board meeting until 10PM, so she can't harp on me about having another adult beverage.

All-in-All a nice day.

My day was great! I'm four days into my new job (on my own - consultant). Love the work and the people I work with/for. It is pretty hot outside today. This afternoon I saw a lady sitting alongside a rural road with her dog. The dog was laying flat out and panting hard. When I came back a few minutes later, they were still there so I stopped. Couldn't talk her into a ride somewhere, and the dog, though over heated, was not really in danger as long as they cooled it for a while. I drove home and got some water in a 5 gallon bucket, and a towel plus a couple of bottled waters. Drove back, they were still there. Gave the gal the bottled water and we used the towel and the water in the bucket to cool the dog down. Still no-joy on me giving them a ride anywhere, but the dog was recovering fine.

Saw them about an hour later walking down the road. Both are fine. I'll have to go pick up the bucket tomorrow, but that's cool.

Got a pizza in the oven, a little alcohol in my tummy. Pretty sure there's going to be sex at our house tonight and if I play my cards just right, I'll be involved! :D

Awesome day!
angela

Late for work today-slept in.
Some of my Machining tools are gone.
Didn't get my Son today!!!!

First phase of a project with a client went well. I left work a bit early, picked up the kids and had dinner waiting when my wife got home from work.


Angela-you are a hoot!!

BTW-Are you up on the new DOT changes coming July 1?

My day was friggin' great. Made 12 pints of some kick ass pesto!

Oh hell yeah, Wayne. I've been following the changes for a while. With all the legal challenges, I really thought it would fall through or at least be on hold as part of the changes impact the out-of-service criteria which is re-done each April making it a little odd to put into play on July 1. That said, it went through proving that clearly someone had the bit in their teeth!

angela

Your folks got it right when they put ANGEL into your name.

Thank you - nothing irritates me more than seeing nitwits walking their poor dogs in the middle of the afternoon - hottest time of the day.

Happened to me right in front of my driveway this afternoon - a neighbor walking by with her dog on the black asphalt in 90 + degree full sun afternoon! I went over and lifted one of it's paws and felt it's pad and said "Your dog's feet are BURNING UP!"

I'm going to make signs and put them up all over town advising these dolts to NOT walk their dogs in the heat of the day. If it was on grass not as big a deal but they walk 'em on the streets!

Sorry for the rant - carry on and you're the BEST, Angela!

Hope you enjoyed your sumpin' sumpin' too...SmileWavy

Cleaned my house after movers loaded everything on a semi. Fleeing Ohio like all of the astronauts did. I hope to NEVER return. I only hate the oak mites.

Wonderful. At least my drivers don't use grid logs so we will have it a bit easier. We really only have to be concerned about them entering the 30 minute mealtime after hours on duty. We fall under the 150 air mile rule. It's really become a PIA to be a truck driver anymore.

My day evolves.

In a rental of my girfriend's the tenants are Christian Surfers. They are really nice really fun people, and their friends are all really nice, and the girls look like supermodels (they really do). One of the concrete roof tiles blew off but was still intact and needed putting back. I've got a temporarily bad rotator cuff so wasn't in a fit state to climb steep roofs but a friend of a friend of the religious guys is a builder and said he would come around. Well the wind and the cold was arctic and he got the tile back in the roof. When I asked about billing or cash he said "no billing, and I'm just pleased to help" He wouldn't even take wine (sensible guy doesn't drink). I know where he lives so I'll drop off chocolates. But what a kind, great guy.

I weigh just under 40k pounds. Take a great deal of pleasure having let my DOT medical expire, and sailing past the weight stations in the diesel pusher.

6 epidural steroid injections in my back.

They don't seemed to have done anything.......%@$#.

Things are good here... Been working at Boeing for six weeks or so. It's been tough with me on second shift. I don't see my wife or kids for the whole workweek. I start third shift next week. I haven't worked on graveyard since I was a correctional officer at the brig when I was in the Navy... Those were twelves though. This shift is 6.5 hrs with a half hour lunch and paid for eight. It should work out OK. Dinner with the family, couple hours after to be husband/daddy, and then home from work in time to get them out the door before I go to bed. Should be OK...

My wife is a trooper, she's single-moming it all week every week with a full time job and an hour commute. I'm thinking diamonds for Christmas this year...