Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Did battle again this morning with the gas company. It took about 45 minutes and calls to the gas company and my bank that had already paid the bill electronically to get the thing settled-I hope. They gave every customer a new account number which left my payment in cyberspace. I hope it's settled. I've already complained about them once to the Public Service Commission in Cheyenne. Neighbor Dave has already forced two meetings with the gas company and the PSC and has invited me to attend a third if he doesn't get a satisfactory settlement. I hate doing business with utilities. All they do is screw up your credit rating. The gas company's billing and accounts receivable address is in Dallas, Texas. Do you suppose that means anything?

From the calendar:
"You might be a Redneck if... your TV is on 24/7."

Monday, November 9, 2009

Now that the House has passed their Health Reform Bill of 2000 pages, maybe some genius could condense it down to a page or two so most of us can understand it. That should be worth a Nobel Peace Prize or at least the one for Economics. I don't think it has a chance in the Senate, however.

From the calendar:
"You might be a Redneck if.... All your daughters have appeared in a 'Girls Gone Wild' video."

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Yesterday I went to my dentist to have a filling replaced. When I'm in the chair with my mouth wide open while he's drilling or putting in the new filling, he wants to talk politics-at least his view on things some of which were much different from mine. With a drill in my mouth I really didn't want to express our differences even if I could. Old Wyoming saying-"Never argue with a man who has a drill in your mouth." I escaped with a new filling and a sense of relief that I kept my cool (and a sore jaw and a headache).

Questionable bumper sticker
GOD BLESS JOHN WAYNE
My question is what did John Wayne do to merit blessings from above? In his roles he played a cowboy who killed a million Indians or a GI who killed a million Japanese. I think there's a commandment somewhere in there about killing.

Friday, November 6, 2009

I'm happy the World Series is over. After the Twins and Rockies were eliminated I never watched another inning. I'm tired of the Yankees just buying players.
In my younger days I would have listened to or watched every inning I could-no more.
No wonder FB is the new National Pastime.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

I think I encountered something as dangerous as talking on a cell phone or texting while driving. I had an approaching female driver in a big SUV start to swerve into my lane as she was using an emery board on and looking down at her finger nails. It's dangerous out there I tell you.
MIXED SIGNALS: In yesterday's blog I wrote about kid at Arby's saying grace while wearing a HOOTERS T-shirt. I keep wondering what was that kid really praying for?
I took a couple of vacuum cleaners and some toys down to Poverty Resistance which is supposed to be a store for the poor and/or low income. As I was leaving a lady in a brand new Jeep parked in front of me. In her rear window was a caricature of the kid whizzing on OBAMA. Below the window was a metal cross attached to the back. She then went shopping at Poverty Resistance, a shop which I don't believe was intended for someone of her income. She should have been donating not buying.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

You can tell when the fall weather is nice (as it is today) by the number of cars at the car wash. I was lucky to get in and out quickly because cars and trucks were backed up almost to the street waiting to get in as I left.
On the way home, since it was almost noon, I decided to stop at Arby's. As I was sitting eating, two high school kids came in and sat near me. Before they ate they bowed their heads, folded their hands and said grace. The irony of it is one of the boys was wearing a HOOTERS T-shirt.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

We almost had a "typical" Halloween of trick or treaters which in the last three years means no one shows up a our door. Then at 8:30 we had a carload of 7 or 8 kids show up at the door. I had been conducting numerous samplings of "treats" to insure their quality (all good and tasty) so it was a good thing we didn't get any more or we would had to buy some treats from them.