Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Which childhood



My childhoods, so far



My pre-teen   Knights in armor



My teens   Naked breasts



My twenties   Being a good father



My thirties   Racing in Europe



My 40s   Sanity



My 50s   A guy my age getting hired to write software in a time when 19 year olds fresh outta college and people from India were a dime a dozen nailed it



My current   Remembering what I stood up for, why did I open the refrigerator

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Our outings to Reno and back

Well I pay my dues to a number of distilleries

and

My wife pays her dues to a number of casinos.

If

Ya

Don't

Pay

Yer

Dues

They won't

Letcha in

No Mo



Friday, July 17, 2009

Send them off thinking



Time:


They live forever, they aren't carbon based.

They're only here because their galaxy is overpopulated.

The four horsemen are wasted on them.

Freak em out with time, decay. and death

 



Thursday, July 16, 2009

Waking up

1. Waking up
Do we really have to go into it?



3. No 911 calls

Self explanatory.

911 takes up so much of the day.

When you finally realize that all you really have in life is minutes, throwing away minutes kinda puts the hurt on a day.



2. Getting the coffee right

Don't know why but ya do it the same day in and day out and too often it just comes up carburetor cleaner.



4. Well executed work flow

Get the most out of them minutes



5. There’s probably more

We’ll see how today goes.



11. Pictures at 11:00


Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Solar panels

Well now, let me see…

My ride…

Hmmmm…

I do a lot of back roading(not off roading)

A new set of Michelin LT 6 plys to keep the flats down…

I like to take a guitar and some sheet music and go into the hills and play…

What would be super cool would be…

Put a slot on the lumber rack to hold 2 Kyocera 175 watt solar panels…

They could be inserted upon arrival at the place I’m going…

    Where ever that is…

Now I could take a real amp and the “Ibanez Artcore(guitar)”

Yeh, Yeh that’s the ticket…

Electric with no generator sound…

Just me n a few select chords…

When ya start playing guitar, birds start singing(really)



Damn this isn’t a story about my ride…

The truck is just how I get there…

Could be an Oldsmobile, except for the lumber rack…

Freedom of sorts…









Monday, July 13, 2009

A gift of Music Lessons

I’m quite one dimensional in this regard. I’m quite focused on the direction of my life. I have a great number of lusts. They are all guitars and amps. However until my hands become better trained those items will be wasted. Every one is aware that if gifting comes around, get me lessons with Rob Bonner.