Tuesday, September 20, 2016

TWTW September 12th through the 18th: Another Boring Week

When I wasn't working my main job I was working my second one.

Dream of the week

I was living in a house with a bunch of people but there was't a door to my room just one of those beady curtain things.. Then when I looked out the window of the tall apartment building I saw that the opposing army was moving into the streets.  The war had not started yet but I worried about getting out before the occupation began.  So I went downstairs and my uncle pulled up in a big red diesel 4x4 and we decided to leave town. We didn't want to take the main highway so we took a back road. We ran into a road block so we drove through the forest.. the end.

How to keep your cat happy

Tuesday, September 13, 2016

TWTW September 5th through the 12th: The One were I Feel Alive

I had planned to go for a job Friday after work. But it ended up being like this for two hours.

So on Saturday morning  I went for a jog.  It was cool and overcast with a slight drizzle when I started. I actually had a great run. I had plenty of energy, nothing hurt. I ended up running farther than I have since restarting running five months ago. I had finished and waking the rest of the way. There is one little bit of path left before I got to my place. A song came on my ipod(yes I still use an ipod). It wasn't supper fast or upbeat, it actually was kinda mellow and emotional. I felt the gentle breeze in my face and the sun on my skin. Then a hawk came soaring over my head and glided along the path. I started running again. I then broke into a sprint as fast as I could go. I shot my arms out like a kid pretending to be an airplane. It didn't last long because I got to the end of the path. I stood there breathing heavily and looking at the blue sky and the green grass. For a moment this old chubby man felt alive and young. Then I felt like I was dying since sprinting had shot my heart rate up to over 180 bpm.

Tuesday, September 06, 2016

TWTW August 19th through September 4th I did nothing

Picture of an sky as empty as my brain

I have no idea what happened this week. I really don't. I worked and Jobu is now obsessed with eating treats. He begs and begs and begs.

Tuesday, August 30, 2016

TWTW August 22nd through the 28th: My Internet Breaking leads to Jobu have a Terrible, Horrible, No Good Day

Jobu moments before the terrible horrible no good day

This all began the Friday of last week. So it partially takes place in last weeks TWTW. I woke up the previous Friday and my internet was out. I didn't spend a lot of time working on it because I had to run off to work.  I thought the problem might work itself out as it had many times before.

When I got home my networking and tv(which are connected) still weren't working. I tried all the tricks. Rebooting the computers.  Rebooting the routers. I even reset the routers to factory defaults. I finally decided to call support.  I called three times and every single time my call eventually got disconnected. So I used my phone as an access point and got online to try that help system. There I was finally able to contact somebody to confirm there was a problem and that a technician had to come out. The earliest they could come out was Wednesday morning.

I didn't realize how important internet access at home was until it disappeared. I would be sitting watching something on over the air tv or on a saved file and think "I wonder what else this actor was in.  I'll just look it up onlin." oh wait no I won't. I am totally addicted to the internet. I access the internet about once every five minutes. I used my phone as an access point and to play music during the days the internet was down. Most months I use slightly more than a gig of data. In the three days I used my phone I used almost 4 gigs of data.

Wednesday morning came and I waited for the technician to come. I had the balcony door open so Jobu could enjoy himself before the technician came.  The repairman called me about 15 minutes before he would show up. Jobu was running around and I told him that someone was coming and he needed to hide under the bed. He ignored me. When the repairman showed up he decided to run out on the balcony and hide among the plants. That wouldn't be a problem except inclement weather was on the way. In fact it was already sprinkling.

The repairman left to go check out the connection outside and Jobu came back inside. I warned him that he needed to hide under the bed since rain was coming. At this point I admit my own failing in not closing the balcony door.

The repairman came back. Of course Jobu ran back out onto the balcony. The repairman did his thing tracking down bad lines when it started to rain.  Jobu came to the balcony door and cocked his head listening. "Is he still here?" Yep. I urged Jobu to come in but he ignored me.  Jobu decided to huddle be the corner of the balcony next to the building where the rain wasn't hitting.I begged him some more to come inside but he pretended not to understand english.

I got distracted talking to the repairman for a few minutes. When I turned back to the balcony I was stunned. A torrential monsoon downpour had come. Rain in solid sheets was flying into my balcony. I rushed to the open balcony door and leaned out while being pelted by giant rain drops. I beheld one of the most pitiable sights I have ever seen. Jobu sat being soaked by the pouring rain.  On his face was fixed the most abject look of misery I had ever seen on a living creature. I kind of wish I had taken a picture but then I would have only been celebrating his misery. Now the misery was the result of his own stupidity, but I still knew as his daddy I had to save him. I ran inside to grab an umbrella. I didn't know what I was going to do with the umbrella. I had thoughts of running out there and using he umbrella to shield him or perhaps I was just going to grab him and drag him inside.  At this point the gutter, which was right above Jobu, overflew and water poured down on top of him. He sprinted inside and found a corner and cowered inside.

I could barely reach him and he was sopping wet. I grabbed some towels but couldn't get to him to dry him off. Finally after the repairman left, Jobu came out and I was able to dry him off.
After I dried him off to prove he survived

I was worried that he might have long lasting traumatic psychological damage, but when I came home from work later in the day he seemed to have completely forgotten his ordeal .

Tuesday, August 23, 2016

TWTW August 15th through the 21st I am Driving a Death Machine

It's hard to get anything done at home with no networking.

I Drive a Death Machine

I am currently driving a 2007 Honda CRV. This model has been caught up in the big death airbag recall. They had sent out the recall for the driver side some time ago. Just last month another recall came in for the passenger side.  This recall contained a warning in red letters.  Honda suggests that you avoid having a passenger sit in the front passenger’s seat until the recall repair has been performed.   Oh I did forget one important thing both recalls mention that, THEY DON’T HAVE THE PARTS TO FIX IT YET.  The claim they will get the parts in the fall. Until that time I am driving around in a death machine that could kill me and my passenger.

New Cars are too complicated

Saturday my Mom drove through on her way down to see my grandparents. She called with a problem. The battery light had started flashing.  She became worried that the alternate might be failing and didn’t want to end up stranded. So we swapped cars. She sped off in the death machine while I took her car to the Honda dealer. I told them the story and they said it would be a little bit before they could get to it. I sat in their waiting room drinking their free coffee. After about forty five minutes the mechanic calls me over. He has a little smirk on his face. “Sir, that was the warning light for the battery in the key.  We replaced it at no cost.”  Fancy new cars have to have the key with a battery in them for it to keep running.