Getting Pumped

There are few things in life that are more important than water. The majority of you body is made up of the stuff, it's a billion dollar business world wide, sold with no flavor at all, to libations that keep you moving, to wiring you out.

Now let me challenge you, start your day and decide your not going to use ANY water. Got it, None. AHH ! not a drop.

No morning coffee, No shower, and brushing you teeth, well muster up some copious amounts of saliva mister cause remember you got no water. Don't wash you hands after going to the restroom, don't rinse your cup out, wet a napkin to wipe down the counter, or fill a pot to cook vegetables in. Think about it, that would suck.

Welcome to my Wednesday, Tuesday night (late) we discovered our well had and issue with bringing us water at the steady 60 psi that it has for the last 14 years. I'd go into the story about how the septic pump failed a couple months ago after 14 years costing me $1450 bucks but I haven't got the time.

Without water you cannot even flush a toilet (should have included that earlier), so you can see the importance of H2O, it is vital. I found the culprit in the control box at in the well house That little square black box is the starter relay, and after shutting off and on for 14 years it gave up. Now I am all for buying American, but if there is a Japanese company out there that can build a starter relay that will warn you before it is going to go bad, I'd buy it.

Having two females in a house without water is like having no frosting on your cupcake. It's still a cupcake, but it ain't as sweet. Woman use their weight in water ever time they enter the bathroom (on average) (made up statistic) and a house without water is no place for a man. His place is in the 110 degree pump house finding out why the God Damn think don't work.

So take care guys, watch your six when it comes to preventive maintenance. My luck the air conditioner will break down this week too. Although we have only had it 12 years with no maintenance, so I figure I have at least one more Summer before a break down.

~Pleasant Hill Billy~

What's Up with That ?

Part of the reason why this blog got started was a presistant nagging by co-workers that I needed to let the younger males in on the lessons I have learn while being hitched for 23 glorious years. Not that I know know it all, (like that is possible) but I have been at the library longer than most. Statistically just less than half of marriages end in divorce, but now that doesn't include the ones that are ended by death (should have kept your mouth shut) or separation (she just rund-off).

(I'll miss her when she finally leaves)

I will try to provide you a bit of wisdom now and then, but understand most of my information are examples of what not to do. It's a hard way to learn but I like living on the edge, . . . . of the porch, . . . . next to the dog. Jim's a good boy I'll miss him too, probabily more.

That aint all I have to offer, I fancy myself a perty good cook, a griller, a baker, and head dishwasher at my house. So I'll share what I have learned to get you by, or make a dinner for your woman that will make her wonder if she should keep you around longer.

Stay Posted.

Welcome

HAY !! July27, 2009

Keeyrist it's hot outside, the 100+ afternoon temps have knocked me off my bike. Folks out riding today are not in their right mind I tell you, they have some sort of repressed mystic death wish.

I have retreated to the comfortable confines of my home where at this time it is a cool 81 degrees, and slightly cooler in the palm of my hand where I hold a long neck beer (well at least when I am not typing).

My Nephew turned me on to this Blog Spot originally, and I have used other areas to express myself (My Space, Face Book, Lunchroom at work, The Beer Stein) but it was a young co-worker that expressed to me a need for me to make my thoughts more public. I think his words where something to the effect of "You need a Blog". Now I'm not sure if he actually meant, that I needed a blog for expressing myself, or if he was just not interested in the finer details of the story I was telling at the time. (some folks are rude like that and they just cannot help it) But I think all of his intentions were good.

So here I am, and there you are too, glad you could make it. So do me a favor and bookmark the page and check back often, cause have I got some shit to tell you. Along with cooking tips, recipes, sage advice (which could be part of a recipe) Ha ! oh and before I forget, nude pictures.