Saturday, May 27, 2017

Memorial Day weekend

Which is often mistaken for Veteran's Day.

It is not. It is not a day to celebrate the living. It is a day to stop and remember the guys that didn't make it home.

It is not a day to thank a living veteran. It is a day to pass by a cemetery and reflect for a few minutes.

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Friday, May 26, 2017

Stop trying to save me from myself.

You know who you are and you know what you are doing.

Leave things alone. Stay the hell out of my things and leave thins as I have set them. You are doing me no favors when I find myself roasting or freezing at 0300 because you decided to reset the thermostat to save 12 cents.


Another thing to you know who you are.

Stop getting all worked up and overly sensitive when I start talking about my final arrangements. I do not like it when you act like a dumbass and start fawning all over me like I'm on a death bed and getting ready to up and die. Quit it. Now, dumbass. Shut up and learn something.

First of all I'm in pretty good health which is exactly the proper time to take care of final arrangements. I have no plans of going anywhere in the near future.

Of course you are probably agog wondering why I am making my plans now when I am still healthy so your dumbassedness is probably shifting into high gear. You're thinking along the 'You can't fool me' lines and think that I am hiding my upcoming demise.

The truth is I am being sneaky. I am having my will taken care of while I am healthy so I can keep you in line for the rest of my days by threatening to cut you out of it.


Another thing about the way things are going.

I am sore now from dumping a motorcycle recently. I was practicing up for my road test to get my license endorsed with a motorcycle rating when I dumped it. Truth is I made a rookie mistake.

I did get somewhat banged up as to be expected but none of it was life threatening or serious I was bruised up pretty good.

Of course someone asked me why I was trying to get a motorcycle endorsement at my age.

What am I supposed to do?” I asked. “Think I ought to wait another ten or fifteen years?”

The time to do something is when you can and in a way I should be upset with myself for not doing this a long time ago.

On the other hand there is a certain elan to dumping a motorcycle at the age of 65 and then getting back on it and tooling on down to take a road test while just a few minutes later covered with fresh road rash and freshly bruised up.

I think that in one sense I am going to call this one perfect timing.


Someone asked me what I was doing on a motorcycle at my age. I told them I was headed down to the Social Security office to pick up my check.

He looked stunned.

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Thursday, May 25, 2017

May 25th, 2017

I think I'll have codfish and eggs for breakfast today. That sounds pretty good this morning. 

Last night I went out with a friend I have not seen in about eight years since he retired from the Marine Corps. We went out for a light meal at a place I used to go to for their steaks.

I'm still kind of sore and I almost begged off but I'm beginning to feel pretty good so getting out probably did me more good than harm. Whatever.

A retired gunnery sergeant with over 22  years he told me a pretty funny story about his retirement. He said he stayed for 22 years and ten months because he thought he had to serve his entire final enlistment!

Anyway it was fun seeing him after all of those years. We Had a few chuckles and shared future plans. 

It is always good running into someone from your past that you had a good time with and this was no exception. When we met he was in recruiting duty here and did well on it to the point where he parked his primary MOS of ammo tech and became a recruiter for the rest of his career.

The service is a pretty good place for opportunities and this guy took advantage of it. He took advantage of the educational opportunities and got a Master's degree at government expense and retired from active duty at the ripe old age of 42.

I always get a kick out of the people that think the service is a bad deal for people. The US military has probably financed more educations than almost anything out there.

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Wednesday, May 24, 2017

I am going to start spending more time with my niece and nephew and their kids.

I am getting old and although I can still get out and about well enough I ham rapidly learning it is not going to be that way forever.

Like I said to someone, I got shot the other day and although it was only a flesh wound it served to show me I am not bulletproof.

I want to spend time with the kids while I can. Time goes too fast too let things slide anymore because it seems to me like tomorrow is getting a lot closer to today. As of right now, tomorrow is only 17 hours away.

Over the last month I have done a few things in life I have kept putting off and it's sure fun to have done them and put them under my belt. I have somewhat mixed feelings about some things but I am glad I put others off until now.

There is a certain elan to making a parachute jump in ones mid 60s. I do have to admit, though, that a free fall to me was somewhat of a let down. I would have enjoyed a hop and pop a lot more.

Still, I'm kind of glad I waited but glad I did it while I still could.

One of the things I have done is stop smoking and as I write if has been six months and twelve days. Still, after about five decades of Camel Lungbusters there has to be damage there that cessation isn't going to make go away and I have found out there is some.

One of the things about me is I am not 100% stupid and as such not surprised. Incidentally don't go running around trying to diagnose me or wondering if there is anything specific going on. There isn't anything specific coming up now.

Actually the problems I have now are not my own, but the wailing, moaning and gnashing of teeth of others. Certain people say things that are not well thought out. 

"Maybe if you eat wild hickory nuts mixed with flax seed and ground up huckleberries it'll get better." or some such crap.

How about maybe not. What it is it is. Leave it the hell alone. There is no fountain of youth and even if there was I would not be fooling myself by chasing it.

Every life has a beginning, a middle and an end and when you realize that and face it life gets a lot easier to live.

Although I am not looking at the end of life straight in the eye now, I do know it is out there wrapped around a corner awaiting me.

I feel fortunate I have just realized this and have been given a heads up because I do believe it will spurn me on to get a few more things done.

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Tuesday, May 23, 2017

I am still pretty sore today for reasons I won't get into.

I do have a pretty good Old School git 'er done story to tell but I do not believe posting it here is a wise idea.

I may share my personal source of pride with a few people but it is not a good idea to post it here.

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Monday, May 22, 2017

I graduated from motorcycle school and now I am a licensed

motorcycle operator which means nothing as I have no intention of getting a bike.

A few months ago I would have seriously considered it but what I learned in school has taught me I am not a motorcycle kind of guy.

A while ago a friend of mine said, "Don't let anyone else talk you out of getting a bike, but don't let anyone talk you into it, either."

Good advice.


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Sunday, May 21, 2017

Off to school today

I'll be home about 1500ish.

I suppose if I get my M-license it will go unused.

I have come to the conclusion that there are two kinds of motorcycle riders. Those that have dumped one and those that will. 

More on this later.

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