Can't be that bad of an emergency if I had a choice of 3:00 this afternoon or Monday Morning!
Usually when my wife is in a panic about most emergencies I automatically take it down a couple of notches and worry less than her heightened reaction to the situation that she is displaying.
My pipes are not flooding the basement but I have to go there to defecate and not turn any water on upstairs; but my plumber the one of the two I talked to, who lives at home with his mother does not think it is an EMERGENCY?
The last emergency where these guy's where involved that I had; was when my fairly new oil burner died with at least a quarter of a tank of oil left or so it appeared.
They came within a few hours since it was march and I don't know about where you come from but around her it is dam cold but thankfully we had a break in the weather as a warm front moved in.
It was a good thing for the warm spell because what was going to happen next was going to take a while.
These guys have a permanent contract gig with a Housing Project which obviously makes them complacent so they have this lets make a little extra on the side thing by servicing people like my wife and I.
When they came I let them in through the basement door and went to my unfinished office where it was heated with an electric space heater.
I left them alone because I know I would hate having someone breathing down my neck.
Some serious time had passed as they started out with cleaning the oil burner which should be part of the regular maintenance that was couple of months over due.
I was busy working in my office but could hear them hard at work troubleshooting the problem.
After hours of laboring at the problem they both came to the conclusion that the oil tank was THE problem and had to be replaced.
I had no doubt at this time that they were correct in there conclusion.
NOW WHAT DO WE DO?
REPLACE THE OIL TANK RIGHT?
NOT SO FAST!
I'm very grateful that my brother in law told us about these guys BUT!
That was when they came in and gave our basement an updated bathroom sink and toilet that was done at the fraction of the cost YOUR plumber would have charged YOU.
It was time to make up for their losses.
OK our oil tank was leaking right where the pipe that goes into that filter which then goes through to the oil burner.
We now had a choice.
Do we want to replace the oil tank with the same type or do we want one of these double lined German made Roth's?
Hey I know if we care so much for the environment what are we doing heating our house with oil?
We went with the Roth it takes up less space...that might have something to do with it hold less oil?
My concern was what was going to happen to the quarter of a tank of oil?
It would be taken care of along with the old oil tank disposal all included in the quoted price.
This was the best part of this whole part of REPAIR: The Tigerloop Ultra.
The plumber's could not get this thing to work but managed to mainline oil to the burner overnight because there was a severe cold front coming.
So why couldn't we just let it run without the Tigerloop Ultra?
The oil needs be filtered is what I was told and that makes sense.
Halfway through the job or when the oil tank was cut in half they realized the oil tank was empty!
The oil tank's gauge was broken!
Did we really need a new oil tank?
Is my leaking drain pipe an EMERGENCY?
Friday, September 10, 2010
Friday, July 9, 2010
Trying To Get It Back
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| This is trash on my Revere Beach left by foolish Little Piggies that should know better. |
I know my previous entry to this blog was a little too much.
Summer is finally here my favorite part of the year to come down to the beach.
If you came here the very next day the trash the Little Piggies left would be gone. It would have been taken away by the Chain less Gang who do their Civil Service by walking the beach, getting some sun and fresh air while keeping the beach clean so the Little Piggies can mess it up.
The Summer is where I try to get back my ability to write something worth reading for you.
I just got back from a spontaneous trip to California by way of Route 66 with my Nephew who just finished his first year in College.
There is Nothing that will top off your first year of college like a Road Trip across this great country of ours.
Then there is what is already in your own back yard.
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| Revere Beach in foreground Prudential Tower in the haze over Boston. |
This was where lost my virginity to a girl who was way too young to know what she knew about boys.
This is where I met the girl next door type who might have known a lot about boys but she held those thoughts inside.
This is where I had family; people who cared for my welfare who knew I had both parents back home who worried where I was.
This where I got permission to smoke cigarettes if I would just stay in for one weekend.
When I was a teen the legendary rides where here and Old rides were actually replaced with newer rides.
Now tons of people come here mostly on weekends and Holiday's and sit across and on where there were sub shops, ice cream stands the hippodrome, roller coaster, merry-go-round and what ever I forgot.
It was my beach then and it is my beach now.
Pick up YOUR Trash Lazy Piggies.
Friday, May 21, 2010
Why Mother's Day Sucked For This Father
No matter how high I lift myself from my un-clinical depression I can always count on my kids to bring me back down a couple of notches.
If in my 30's like I wished I would have thrown my, 15 year old acting 34 year old, daughter's boyfriend off the deck of my house and would be writing this as I awaited pending murder charges.
This past Mother's Day had the best weather anyone could have asked for.
This day was perfect for my gift to my mother.
It was the day that I intended to honor her last wishes which was to scatter her ashes on Revere Beach.
I couldn't honor my mother's wishes to the T because two of her friends were too busy being honored by their own kids.
The one thing I know she wanted was her three remaining children to be there.
One of the people she wanted there was the woman who she sponsored in AA for 20 years.
This lady 20 years sober was our preacher who quoted highlighted phrases that my mother chose long before this day from her 12 Step book from AA.
There were 7 people present 3 people from AA , her remaining children and my wife for this beautiful ceremony.
The wind was gusting perfectly for this day and now we can visit this spot and speak to her anytime.
It was what my mother wanted.
If my mother was buried instead of being scattered in the wind along Revere Beach she would have turned in her grave at what was about to happen next.
DO YOU WANT THIS CANDY COATED OR THE FACTS?
Every time I see or hear those words they are a reminder of what was said to me in front of my mother 2 days before she died.
Those words also remind me of how I myself seldom CANDY COAT what I have to say and this day was the day it kicked me in the ass.
I can't even imagine being my wife on her day, well this day anyway.
My wife works her ass off so I can sit on mine while I find a way to get off YOUR dime.
My kids all three of them are from the THE ENTITLED GENERATION while I'm from the Baby Boomer Generation with a little flaw, that of getting out of debt after spending way beyond my means to purchase my first and only home.
I'm not going to whine to anyone how Post Polio takes its toll on my energy that can only be described as trying to keep an old rechargeable battery charged.
The mental, especially when I go MENTAL, drains me; which prevents the battery from charging.
Both my wife and I are trying to lose weight although she is only10 LBS over my 55 LBS and the holidays slow any progress for either of us.
So off we went reluctantly to get some Chinese comfort food to take back to the house for the kids and us.
I felt emotionally sound after fulfilling my mother's wishes.
My son and his wife did not show so it was my youngest and oldest daughters who joined us on this special day.
My youngest a mother, who is now back home for a second shot at trying to get her finances back in order was there with her son without the man who was the cause of them now living the last of their days in their second try at their apartment.
I'm really hoping she will turn it around for her and my grandson who deserves so much more.
My oldest was there with her DWI pending boy friend who smelled and acted like he had enough to drink at his parents already.
My oldest was walking around with 2 bottles of wine that were given to us by the woman's husband who my mother sponsored in AA.
I was throwing a couple of jabs at my oldest daughter who believes in Karma that let her former boss hug and kiss her recently after he fired her without any grounds to do so.
DWI was getting loud about this because he did not understand my sarcasm as I was being a bit more graphic by saying she French kissed the guy who should have got fired for sexual harassment.
I noticed DWI was louder than past visits and smelling of alcohol before the wine which should have been my warning for my kick in the ass.
After letting DWI know where the wine he was chugging came from I went down the road of "You should go to a couple of meetings."
He went down the river of Denial.
I can not preach AA but when ever I see someone with THE problem I give it a shot.
We talked about movies which led DWI to reveal that my oldest daughter had 22 of my DVDs which seemed to concern him way more than me.
But these next revelation were about sink me below the level of my shoes.
After my wife finally sat to relax with us we talked about losing weigh.
My oldest daughter was telling us how she was on a cleansing diet that she intended to get back on knowing there was good probability that we would have Chinese food.
DWI who is thin and well built was praising my daughter on her efforts and how he could NEVER do it.
I'm thinking, "If you were as fat as I am you would have no problem doing what my daughter is doing"
Ideally I'm 55 LBS over, doctor wise 96 LBS and Metropolitan wise 81 LBS over weight thinking in my pea brain this gave me the God given write to call DWI Shallow Hal.
This was it... this was how he could show his love for his girl by finally agreeing to what SHE was telling him about ME all along!
He says to me you should apologise.
I'm thinking to myself, "I'm only kidding what is this guys problem beside being drunk?"
He insisted I apologise.
Finally I did, thinking maybe he's missing something in the translation to English from Portuguese?
He insisted again 2 more times.
I lost all my composure and yelled this time and asked him to leave after refusing my apology.
My kick in my ass was not thinking of my oldest daughter who I should have apologised to.
On the way out the door I was told by DWI you are an "Ass Hole!"
Saying to my oldest daughter you are right he is an Ass Hole.
If in my 30's like I wished I would have thrown my, 15 year old acting 34 year old, daughter's boyfriend off the deck of my house and would be writing this as I awaited pending murder charges.
This past Mother's Day had the best weather anyone could have asked for.
This day was perfect for my gift to my mother.
It was the day that I intended to honor her last wishes which was to scatter her ashes on Revere Beach.
I couldn't honor my mother's wishes to the T because two of her friends were too busy being honored by their own kids.
The one thing I know she wanted was her three remaining children to be there.
One of the people she wanted there was the woman who she sponsored in AA for 20 years.
This lady 20 years sober was our preacher who quoted highlighted phrases that my mother chose long before this day from her 12 Step book from AA.
There were 7 people present 3 people from AA , her remaining children and my wife for this beautiful ceremony.
The wind was gusting perfectly for this day and now we can visit this spot and speak to her anytime.
It was what my mother wanted.
If my mother was buried instead of being scattered in the wind along Revere Beach she would have turned in her grave at what was about to happen next.
DO YOU WANT THIS CANDY COATED OR THE FACTS?
Every time I see or hear those words they are a reminder of what was said to me in front of my mother 2 days before she died.
Those words also remind me of how I myself seldom CANDY COAT what I have to say and this day was the day it kicked me in the ass.
I can't even imagine being my wife on her day, well this day anyway.
My wife works her ass off so I can sit on mine while I find a way to get off YOUR dime.
My kids all three of them are from the THE ENTITLED GENERATION while I'm from the Baby Boomer Generation with a little flaw, that of getting out of debt after spending way beyond my means to purchase my first and only home.
I'm not going to whine to anyone how Post Polio takes its toll on my energy that can only be described as trying to keep an old rechargeable battery charged.
The mental, especially when I go MENTAL, drains me; which prevents the battery from charging.
Both my wife and I are trying to lose weight although she is only10 LBS over my 55 LBS and the holidays slow any progress for either of us.
So off we went reluctantly to get some Chinese comfort food to take back to the house for the kids and us.
I felt emotionally sound after fulfilling my mother's wishes.
My son and his wife did not show so it was my youngest and oldest daughters who joined us on this special day.
My youngest a mother, who is now back home for a second shot at trying to get her finances back in order was there with her son without the man who was the cause of them now living the last of their days in their second try at their apartment.
I'm really hoping she will turn it around for her and my grandson who deserves so much more.
My oldest was there with her DWI pending boy friend who smelled and acted like he had enough to drink at his parents already.
My oldest was walking around with 2 bottles of wine that were given to us by the woman's husband who my mother sponsored in AA.
I was throwing a couple of jabs at my oldest daughter who believes in Karma that let her former boss hug and kiss her recently after he fired her without any grounds to do so.
DWI was getting loud about this because he did not understand my sarcasm as I was being a bit more graphic by saying she French kissed the guy who should have got fired for sexual harassment.
I noticed DWI was louder than past visits and smelling of alcohol before the wine which should have been my warning for my kick in the ass.
After letting DWI know where the wine he was chugging came from I went down the road of "You should go to a couple of meetings."
He went down the river of Denial.
I can not preach AA but when ever I see someone with THE problem I give it a shot.
We talked about movies which led DWI to reveal that my oldest daughter had 22 of my DVDs which seemed to concern him way more than me.
But these next revelation were about sink me below the level of my shoes.
After my wife finally sat to relax with us we talked about losing weigh.
My oldest daughter was telling us how she was on a cleansing diet that she intended to get back on knowing there was good probability that we would have Chinese food.
DWI who is thin and well built was praising my daughter on her efforts and how he could NEVER do it.
I'm thinking, "If you were as fat as I am you would have no problem doing what my daughter is doing"
Ideally I'm 55 LBS over, doctor wise 96 LBS and Metropolitan wise 81 LBS over weight thinking in my pea brain this gave me the God given write to call DWI Shallow Hal.
This was it... this was how he could show his love for his girl by finally agreeing to what SHE was telling him about ME all along!
He says to me you should apologise.
I'm thinking to myself, "I'm only kidding what is this guys problem beside being drunk?"
He insisted I apologise.
Finally I did, thinking maybe he's missing something in the translation to English from Portuguese?
He insisted again 2 more times.
I lost all my composure and yelled this time and asked him to leave after refusing my apology.
My kick in my ass was not thinking of my oldest daughter who I should have apologised to.
On the way out the door I was told by DWI you are an "Ass Hole!"
Saying to my oldest daughter you are right he is an Ass Hole.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
I'll Get My Blogging Legs Back Here!
I NEVER THANKED KATIE COURIC FOR THE NAME OF THIS BLOG.
Is there life after death?
There could be if you do what my mother did.
My mother planned what she wanted done with her remains 3 years before her passing which was this past February 17.
Talking to her in the hospital I found all she was asking out of her life was another three years just making it to 77 on November 11, 2009 her birthday.
What the heck?
It was just pneumonia!
She spent Thanksgiving of '09 in the hospital and recovered without complications.
My mother was healthier than most of the people I know including me. This lady worked out with a portable oxygen tank because she did have emphysema. Two weeks before her hospital stay she was trying to get her leg strength back pressing 225 LBS.
As healthy as she was with the complication of blood clots in her lungs and a DNR on her medical folder she left us with her remains.
As we picked through her stuff there was pedestal in the closet that nobody seemed to want.
I inherited the pedestal along with other stuff.
Some how or other I also was designated to take the urn.
From the first day seeing my mother in the hospital until two weeks later when she died I thought to myself this is the most time spent with my mother in the past five years.
Now there is not a day that goes by I don't think of her and how she was planning ahead even the end as I look at her urn on her pedestal.
Is there life after death?
There could be if you do what my mother did.
My mother planned what she wanted done with her remains 3 years before her passing which was this past February 17.
Talking to her in the hospital I found all she was asking out of her life was another three years just making it to 77 on November 11, 2009 her birthday.
What the heck?
It was just pneumonia!
She spent Thanksgiving of '09 in the hospital and recovered without complications.
My mother was healthier than most of the people I know including me. This lady worked out with a portable oxygen tank because she did have emphysema. Two weeks before her hospital stay she was trying to get her leg strength back pressing 225 LBS.
As healthy as she was with the complication of blood clots in her lungs and a DNR on her medical folder she left us with her remains.
As we picked through her stuff there was pedestal in the closet that nobody seemed to want.
I inherited the pedestal along with other stuff.
Some how or other I also was designated to take the urn.
From the first day seeing my mother in the hospital until two weeks later when she died I thought to myself this is the most time spent with my mother in the past five years.
Now there is not a day that goes by I don't think of her and how she was planning ahead even the end as I look at her urn on her pedestal.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
I Want To Start, Do Not Know Where To, Do Not Let Me Stop!
It has certainly been a while!
The only thing I care to to tell you is that you might not want to know where I been.
My blood pressure has risen in the events of what my life has given me for giving or not giving enough to others.
50's being the new 30's brings with it some amazing shit.
When I originally married at 21 years old to my 20 year old wife in 1975 my idea was to start a family right then and there so when we were 50 we could jump in our RV and see the USA.
Of course you know the story never goes the way you plan no matter how smart you think you are and I was of course a freeking genius. NOT!
In the 70's I was DRIVEN to prove to my peers that I was equal physically and eventually would Walk Off muscle atrophy in my left leg from Polio and Scoliosis in my back.
I was fortunate according to a UMass Boston Professor who many years later said to me, "I though you broke your leg, polio would have been rough for you if you were not as handsome as you are."
Getting a Degree was supposed to get me off of the states disability payroll not realizing at the time that I should have been tested for ADD which would have helped in having that degree two years ago since my great looks did not seem help in midterms and finals where I knew the material.
Where is the DRIVE?
I loved going to UMass Boston when I was learning something I liked.
Screw the test they did not prove anything except that some retain some don't but will they know it later?
No!
They'll do what I do now when I need to know something or re-remember something, Google it.
Here is how I revived the DRIVE
This is just a tidbit of things I have read from her bolg that have inspired me to be back and stay back with you folks who happen to stop by.
"And, this pretty much covers everyone, right? The super-focused and the super-lost: You should all be blogging."
Having small children is chalening but watching a grandchild get shit for just being a kid in your child's care is nothing to brag about.
Watching your children having a good life then watch it get washed away not by flood or hurricane but by things you don't want to admit to, then have to listen to stranger than the truth stories of how things got so carried away without hearing a real explanation.
What do I know?
Pretty basic.
I was disabled working in a factory for 23 years, had many perfect attendance awards one was for 11 years of perfect attendance.
No one can tell me I did not have a great work ethic.
One thing I know now I did not then was after two years your value as an employee goes up as your salary goes down.
Think about that!
This is a tad of what was holding my post back.
It is not my health it is my broken heart.
I'm not perfect which makes it tougher for me to come up with positive things to write about.
Would love to have your imput.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
One Speeding Ticket After 38 Years Driving
Drove from Revere to LA twice via Chicago, to Orlando, to Atlanta in the past 5 years and all over this country before that time; Never had a speeding ticket.
This past August on my way to Atlanta it finally happened at two in the mornnng in Connecticut trying my best to avoid crazy traffic by leaving Revere at 11:45 PM. I am not a fast driver by nature but tend to try to avoid bottle necks by zooming around them which in most cases takes some acceleration which is what happened in this case.
I have been told by a friend in most states; if one is on a highway and they drive ten miles an hour over the speed limit that in most cases and found in most states that you will not get pulled over for speeding, having seen this first hand. I am not a reckless nor an aggressive driver but often pull around bottlenecks of traffic using cation by always signaling to let others know of my intentions.
This is what happened on the morning in question. I did not blame the officer's concern by my speed for the safety of others nor for asking me to explain. I thought at the time and assuming he ran my license plate he would have seen a clean driving record and that a warning would have been appropriate for the violation. I assumed that is was a warning handed to me and was shocked to learn he sited me for speeding.
I admit am not perfect having a DWI over twenty years ago which I made a vow and stuck to it, which was never to drink and drive ever. I paid dearly for this in more ways than one.
In all I would rate my self a very safe driver always on the lookout for the unusual, actualy avoiding some potentially lethal situations from drivers not paying attention or who may be under the influence of something, texting, on a cell phone or trying to read.
I will apper in court expecting the worse hoping for the best.
So please drive safely our lives depend on it.
Monday, September 14, 2009
It's About Time!
For those of you that enjoy my rants I am sorry.
There has been lots to write about just have not taken the time to do what I though I loved to do, so I spontaneously decided to get on here.
It has been a while as I can see as you can also.
My WordPress blog has gotten recent attention but my two websites have been neglected and I am about to feel like I am working again because even if you have a cause or a passion for one, you still have bills to pay. I am not going out tomorrow and finding a way to monetize this blog but I do have to get cracking the whip on my two websites and find a solution to this dyslexia.
I just finished the Sacred Heart Medical Diet and out of the 17 LBS I was supposed to loose I only lost 4LBS making me eat something real fattening today but I only had a single serving. It was a frozen slice of a steak bomb calzone. Before doing this diet, by the way it did manage to eliminate visible fat, I was binging while exceeding calories far beyond that of mortal men. I was letting feelings interfere with my physical health.
Believe it or not I use to have a journal still do but what was happening with that was my life was such a bore when I would want to reference what was going on in my life a year ago on a specific day it was almost the same to the letter. Now that the kids no longer live here and now hate me forever things have not gotten anymore exciting but it is not that I have not tried.
Read a couple of my past post and you can see I have been trying to do something with my life. My experience can help someone I'm sure and it all I have to give.
There has been lots to write about just have not taken the time to do what I though I loved to do, so I spontaneously decided to get on here.
It has been a while as I can see as you can also.
My WordPress blog has gotten recent attention but my two websites have been neglected and I am about to feel like I am working again because even if you have a cause or a passion for one, you still have bills to pay. I am not going out tomorrow and finding a way to monetize this blog but I do have to get cracking the whip on my two websites and find a solution to this dyslexia.
I just finished the Sacred Heart Medical Diet and out of the 17 LBS I was supposed to loose I only lost 4LBS making me eat something real fattening today but I only had a single serving. It was a frozen slice of a steak bomb calzone. Before doing this diet, by the way it did manage to eliminate visible fat, I was binging while exceeding calories far beyond that of mortal men. I was letting feelings interfere with my physical health.
Believe it or not I use to have a journal still do but what was happening with that was my life was such a bore when I would want to reference what was going on in my life a year ago on a specific day it was almost the same to the letter. Now that the kids no longer live here and now hate me forever things have not gotten anymore exciting but it is not that I have not tried.
Read a couple of my past post and you can see I have been trying to do something with my life. My experience can help someone I'm sure and it all I have to give.
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