Another Red Face week

Well, I have another week of long hours coming up, and I better learn to meditate, or do yoga, or something to relax. The last time I went through one of these weeks, I thought my head would explode. I was told my face and ears were the color red all friggin week. I have been trying to get some software completed on this assembly cell for weeks now, but they are running the damn thing, and I need it to be shut down to make my updates. Well, they are shutting it down this week, but the deadline for completion is Thursday. Swell. I've got two more weeks of code to cram into three days. Guess old red face will be making an appearance. If I stroke out in that shitty plant I've been stuck in for twenty seven years, just to get some parts out the door, so some overweight loser in his fifties can drive a camaro around town, I'm going to be really pissed.

You have to admit it is pretty cool.

If there are any of you out there that program machinery, you know how tedious it can be, and if you f^&k up, the expensive contraption will break, or worse, someone will get hurt. I just know that other things will need attention, but it's the other meaningless crap that will pop up, that will kill me.  Let's just say it could get ugly, and it ALWAYS happens when you need to be left alone. I could be hopping around like a monkey loose in a Bazaar. A little red faced monkey.

Sailing. That's what I need. Sailing.

Florida

Took a long weekend to Florida recently. We went down to Ocala to visit Deb's Mom Carol, and John.

We had a great time, and it was perfect weather for a few days. Sunday we got some rain, but we took in a movie, and had a nice dinner. We saw Jeff Bridges movie Crazy Heart.
I think he deserved the award for this movie, but something about alcoholic movies make me queezy. You know they always show the person waking up in a total sweat, hugging a bottle, hair sticking to the face, and always in the clothes from the day before. Eventually they puke. Are all country singers alcoholics? Every movie about them usually has 'em tossing their cookies, and destroying their marriage. I guess rock and roll does the drugs, country does the booze. Found it hard to have a beer after this movie, but I managed.

  I know this annoys Deb, but I like to sit all the way in the back of a theater. Can't stand the cluster in the middle. Carol and John picked seats right smack in the middle of the theater, and I was cringing, for I knew what was going to happen. True to form, everyone else that came in, got as close to us as they could. We were the first there, but one by one, they all plopped down in front, and back, but all in one little cluster in the middle. Why? Spread out people! There has to be some social science theory to explain this.
Once, at a movie, we sat all the way in the last row. We were the only people in there, and this guy came in and sat right in front of us. The whole friggin theater, and he plops his fat ass in front of me. He smelled like a wet dog too. I got ready to say something, but Deb was squeezing the hell out of my arm. I grumbled some derogatory stuff, and we just quietly moved.  If there was a six foot eight guy in a cowboy hat, he would find his way to sit right in front of me, and if I was in the front row, he would kick my seat with his boots from behind, the  whole time humming "All my ex's live in Texas". I must be a tool magnet.

We took a ride to Dunnelon, and had ourselves a ride on the Singing River Tour. This pontoon boat, driven by Captain, Musician, and lawn fertilizer hating Jon Semmes. This was a fun and educating ride, and he is right about the fertilizer, as it is killing the habitat of all our rivers and streams. The ride was on the Rainbow, and Withlacoochee rivers, and we got a nice informative lecture on the local wildlife and habitat. We parked the boat in the reeds, just far enough from the gator, and were entertained by some pretty good singing. The guy had a great sense of humor and a good voice. Amazing how the two rivers, one fresh, one brackish, can form such a distinct separation. There was an actual visible line where the two rivers met. The colder spring fed rainbow slid underneath the Withlacoochee, but from above it looked like a straight line.
Yes I did say gator. Looked like a rubber toy, but we were assured it's real

Chomp Chomp

The singing Captain

One of these days, I would like to Kayak a few places in Florida. Some of these rivers are pretty nice, and I would like to get to them before they are all developed.

More later, on our trip.

We are getting closer to wrapping up the house for a quick sale (fingers crossed). Been really busy, both on the house and at work. If I survive all this, it will be sweet to have it behind us, and to be able to relax on the water for the summer.

Happy Easter

What a beautiful weekend it was. Nothing done on the boat, but I got the deck in the yard all cleaned up, and looking good. We needed to get the yard spruced up, and I took advantage of the weather being in the 80's and sunny. Just a few more touches on the deck, and Deb can check that off the master list. Can't wait to get out of here and on to life afloat. The picture above is my favorite Easter photo. We were in Key West for Easter years ago, and these folks were outside early in the morning having a great time. The bunny bruised my ribs.

Experimenting

No, not with mind altering drugs, with the blog.
Testing different blog formats, while sipping some caffeine this morning. Got a friggin cold again. Probably the busiest time of the whole year for me at work, and I get a cold. Oh well.

Not sure if I like this new template. Seems slow in loading.

Long Time No Blog

Been too busy to blog, I guess. The house fixing seems to be moving along at a snails pace. We are nailing most of the upstairs this weekend, and I'm going to do some outdoor things, as the weather is relatively nice today.

Our daughter Kelly is moving out again.This should rid the house of a few things, like furniture, clothes, THE CAT!  The damn cat was eating my shoe laces as I'm typing this. Cats are weird. I'll take a dog any day over a cat.
Kelly works at a day care, and she keeps bringing rug rat germs home. Think I'm getting another cold. She really gets pissed off when I pull my shirt over my face as she walks by. Just a few more days Kell, you can do it.

Bought my bottom paint the other day. Twenty bucks off a gallon at WM. I use the CPP Plus, and it seems to work pretty well. Of course, our water temperature is pretty cold most of the year. I could probably get away with nothing for the amount of time we're actually in. Mid May to September in cold water is not enough submersion to produce anything significant, so I don't know why I bother.

I plan on re-bedding all our ports real soon, but WM only had 5200 sealant. You would think with spring here they would have a pretty good supply of that stuff. While I was there I drooled over the Garmin 740. Nice.