What do you want for lunch?

So its another Monday at work, busy but not entirely so. I’m working, but not entirely so. I’m debating the merits of the Roomba and power consumption slightly on Twitter, keeping up on the news and jamming to some old tunes.

ketchup.jpgWe had an install in Kokomo this morning. Since the crew was coming back around lunchtime that meant it was the perfect opportunity to get Louie’s for lunch. Bakes. There’s really no good way to describe it, a hamburger rolled like a hot dog, simmered in sauce, put on a bun with chili sauce, mustard and onions, served hot and greasy. The true measure of a good bake is when the grease goes all the way through the wax paper and stains the counter. Mmm-hmmm, that’s good stuff!

I’m taken back to the days. Those days. Working downtown and walking down to Louie’s old store on my lunch. Passing the lawyers and bankers to sit at the counter and be served by Louie’s granddaughters who were either just old enough or nearly so, staring just a little too long at them. The times getting a coke in a bottle and spending less than five bucks on lunch. I’m not talking about 40 years ago, I’m talking about 4 or 5 years ago. Those were the days.

So it’s late afternoon now, I’ll be leaving for the game soon and then to relax on the couch. It’s been an eventful day, I’m full of bakes and wonderment about the looming “snow storm” we have coming.

Last time there was “a huge freakin’ blizzard coming,” it turned out to be about 2 inches of heavy wet slush, I went to work and school was only delayed a few hours. Tonight is another of the same, instead of making huge preparations, I’m planning on being at work on time, only taking a few minutes to clean off the car and not worrying about traffic being snarled across the countryside.

Dear Mr. Weatherman,
Make up your mind about the snow, is it coming, how much, when, and when will it stop?

Thanks, you’re friend
Mike

I’ve posted long enough today I suppose. I’m not saying I’m going to try to post more, I’d just end up not posting and looking like a liar. This way I only look like a slacker.

My car tried to run away yesterday

What a weekend! Out with the gang (Erin, Ali, and Kyle) Friday and Saturday nights. Friday was dinner, driving and swimming followed by a movie. Saturday was TV, talking and swimming/hot tubbing. The gang is building again it seems. That always makes me happy, alone time and “us” time is great, but I need group time too now and then. The summer holds promise for some interesting times.

Yesterday was a day though, one that I was glad to be done with. I woke up in a bad mood from being out late the night before and it went down hill from there. Thankfully and regrettably I had the house to myself in the afternoon, I planned to clean up my room, the car, and just chill for a while. It quickly turned ugly. I let the battery on my car run down completely while cleaning it out and getting distracted with laundry. Dead, not even enough to make the engine turn over slightly. Crap.

Normally we have all kinds of odd tools and stuff around the house, not a battery charger though. Since no one else was home I had no one there to jump start my car either. I called and found that I had access to my uncle’s car but I had one small problem since my car was in my garage and no one was there to help guide it out. I got his car in my driveway and then thought about how I would get my car out. It’s a straight shot out of the garage into the driveway and the driveway isn’t that slanted, a quick push out the door and then jump in to stop it and then a quick jump and I’d be on my way. Of course it sounded all too easy.

I lined my car up to push it out, just a little turn to the steering wheel to square it up. A small push got me to the edge of the driveway/garage then another push would take the back wheels over the small bump that separates the two structures. One more push from the front wheels and I’d be set. I lined up on the front of the car, I couldn’t push with the door open or I’d risk ripping off the door of the car or screwing up the side of the garage door opening. I pushed just enough to get over the bump, the car took off down the driveway. I mean it went a lot faster that I thought it would. I quickly ran around to the side of the car, jumped into it while it was increasing in speed, slammed on the non-power brakes and threw it into gear. The car lurched to a stop nearly at the sidewalk by the edge of the driveway. I was 5 feet from the busiest road in my neighborhood. Terrific.

I hooked up the jumper cables and proceeded to jump the car, of course that didn’t go that well either. My battery was so dead that I couldn’t just hook up the cables and go, no I had to wait 10 minutes to get the thing charged up. Geez, not my day. Knowing what I know about cars (not that much probably) I knew that I had to let it run for a while so the alternator could charge up the battery again. I moved my uncle’s car back to his house and locked it up again.

A quick trip to Peru would help charge it up I thought. I took it to AutoZone to see if they’d test it out to make sure that I just ran it down and there really wasn’t a bigger problem with the car. The battery hadn’t fully charged during the 15 minute ride to the store and the guy said that I could have a problem with the battery. I had the cables in my trunk still and thought instead of buying a new $60-80 battery I would chance it for the evening and see how it would work out.

Back home to shower and get ready to go to Kokomo. The car started like a champ on my way out to hang out. I had the cables I was ready. We did our thing at Kyle’s house and headed home a little earlier than I thought we would, but late enough I suppose. No problems.

Today I headed back to AutoZone and received a clean bill of health for my battery. All is well again.

For a moment yesterday I imagined my car rolling down the driveway and crashing into a slow moving Chevy, that would kill my insurance payments for sure. Luckily all is well and the guy said I really have nothing to worry about. I’m still buying a battery charger this week, just in case.

It’s almost here

Well the time is almost upon us. Spring Break is here. Last night at about 830 it was final, the last class was dismissed. A quote from my favorite movie says “Just a few bumps and we’re haulin’ the mail” I’m at work now, heading to Kokomo for dinner with Kyle tonight and then packing and finding everything I need tomorrow. Sunday I’ll pick up any last minute details and head to Indy. Monday morning I’ll be on a plane, in the afternoon I’ll be on the boat. Life doesn’t get much better right now…

Somber Day

american_flag.jpgI got to town as usual this morning, actually a little earlier than usual I had to pick up the paperwork for SB and do a little work with my insurance guy. I gotcaught in the funeral procession of Sgt. Jones. Hundreds of people were lining the streets, ABATE and several other bikers were there. Everyone was carrying an American flag, it was truly a great day to be an American. One of our own fallen soldiers being praised and saluted by the city he grew up in. Even as the procession wound down and the regular hustle of traffice commenced again, everyone seemed to drive a bit slower and more gentle. Normally this doesn’t happen though. The reason, today, for the showing of unity was the fact that a “church” group from Kansas had came to town to protest this funeral as a stand against gay rights. Fortunately they did not show themselves.

I’m political, I have an opinion on the war, I have an opinion about our foreign policy, I’m sure most of you can guess how I feel. What I will never do and can’t understand is disrespecting a soldier. These men and women are sacrificing everything so that we can live as free as we do. Someone’s son was bured today. I’m sure that his fiance cried as the soft echo of taps was being played in the cold rain just as the piercing sound of shots ringing out made her jump 3 times in succession. His father probably wept quitely while comforting his wife, a soldier’s mother.
No one has the right to take that from them. No group has the right to use a son or a daughter who gave their life in a foreign land to further any cause.

Kokomo is a little more somber today. The flags are still at half-staff. I can’t help but wonder if tomorrow, when Old Glory is flying high again, anyone will remember Sgt. Rickey Jonesand life he gave so that we may be free.

Living somewhere…

Congrates to Jake on getting his new apartment. A cool place, I can definitely say that I’m jealous. As a matter of fact, when I was looking for a new truck a few weeks ago, I thought of skipping the truck and getting a place on my own, well Jake has renewed my wish to be on my own. I called a few places this afternoon, holy hell, why is it so much to live on your own! Nothing even close to my price range. I found out about some kind of income assistance stuff, yeah 6 month waiting list, if not longer…

So alas, I’m still living at home with the family… only another year to go.

I think I was productive

Today was one of those days with lots to do and honestly I think I did more than I expected. I feel very accomplished right now.

I got up, fixed my uncle’s computer. My g-ma and I decided that my cousin needed her own computer so we found a Dell that will suit her just fine. Nothing fancy, but it’ll work great. I’m paying for it, g-ma is paying me back in a month. I went to Kokomo and fixed Franki’s computer kinda. It works fine, just not as well as I’d like it to. I read the WSJ for the first time, not bad, I feel so adult now. 🙂 Erin and I got our plane tickets for spring break. We’re set and I’m excited about the trip again. So today I’ve fixed 2 computers, ordered 1 more, bought 2 plane tickets. $1200 and I really didn’t spend any of my money. A good day really.

Time for bed so I can be up to watch the Colts pound the Steelers!