I had a coupon for Great Clips that expires tomorrow. And, considering that it’s 109 in the shade, time for a haircut. The coupon is $10 off so $7 and I still paid $20 but most of it went for a tip which makes me happy.

Life is good, water washes dirt away and makes new, according to STP circa 1992… I got caught in a downpour but not made of sugar…

So for better or worse, Sandy is leaving for her new job today and I become a bachelor for two months. I’m not sure this is a good idea but the money will be good and hopefully there will be a trip to visit her.

In the mean time it’ll give me some introspective time and time to get that Linux certification. Also it’s time to start strength training and I’ll have time to do that. Here’s hoping I don’t get too used to being on my own!!!

While I love all animals, I’m currently living with two cats. The dogs will come when I have property. In any case I was sitting in my office and I hear a din from the kitchen, I heard Sandy say something to the cats and then some crashing. As I got up to see what the issue was, a blur blew by my legs on the way into the bedroom, Sandy was trying to catch her breath from laughing and I realized the cat had gotten tangled up in a bag and was blindly running through the house.

She finally came to rest on the cat tree where we were finally able to cut the bag away from her and freed here from the most traumatic experience of her life. It’s okay Sammy, we still love you:)

I wrote about it a while back but today, I finally sent the 31k payoff check and depending on how slow the post office is, I own the truck!!! And to celebrate that (not really) Sandy and Shelly took it to Erie, PA. This means the first time the truck is out of state under my ownership and I’m not even in it. Sigh…

But the good part is she’ll be bringing the extra tank back adding an extra 50 gallons to the capacity giving a total of ~80 gallons and around 800 miles hauling the RV. Part of me really wants to put in a true transfer tank and I could get a 100 gallon for about 1k, but I already own this one and the pump makes sense if I’m going to use it to fill up equipment at a job site.

And with Sandy and the truck in PA, I’m left to my own devices for the 4th of July, lord help us all:)

I’ve begun looking for property. This is a rather daunting task. The old saying that it’s all about location, location, location is rather true. But my needs are simple. I want to find something in Erie or surrounding location that I can put a Bardominium on with a studio and garage.
The premise to this property is northern storage for the RV/Truck with a studio apartment setup. Ideally in the middle of nowhere but, I can see doing this in town also if the property and tax rate presents itself.

While I do want property in the middle of nowhere, I think that is better served in WV, KY, VA because that’s away from everything. While the north property will be around family and friends and for summering to be away from this ungodly heat…

This is the barndo concept I’m thinking of:

• Some horror out of Ohio where a dad killed his three sons.
• Russia now has it’s mercenary faction gunning for the military.
• Bunch of people drown trying to get from Africa to Europe.
• The Titanic claimed another group of rich people.

It’s the last one that has me and the rest of the world captivated as death and destruction is so ubiquitous for the most part, but it’s so much more interesting when it happens to people that have it all. We got to see what 250k will buy you for a trip to the Titanic wreck site, and hubris punished with instantaneous death.

My take-away on it is this: If you have a billion dollars, you have to employ someone who is in charge of making sure you stay alive. This should (ideally) be someone who can either A) speak legally on your behalf or B) have prescribing capabilities, in either case it’s rather imperative that your conversation with them be protected and completely candid. I’ll keep that in mind when I make my first million…

It was actually a really nice spring in Texas, there was ample rain and the temperatures were mostly moderate. That would appear to be over and coinciding with the calendar solstice, the heat is on. And its not just the heat, it’s the humidity, the fox affiliate called it disrespectful humidity, that about covers it.

I am happy to say that the new windows are allowing the HVAC system to hold it’s own against the heat.

So as I was peeking at finances this weekend one account actually grew to more than a loan account meaning I’m paying off the truck this week. I would be paying it off today but it’s a federal holiday. So tomorrow I’ll head over to BOA and end my 8-month relationship with them. Nothing against them but they’re nothing special either so I don’t see any need for their services beyond possible future loan services.

With the truck paid off the search for land can begin in earnest as they’ll now be cash available for the purchase, and the truck that will haul the RV and equipment and materials is acquired and paid for. Once I get the spare tank on the truck, I’ll also have a way to haul diesel, efficiently, to the job site. Also more than doubling the range for trips. This means I can start looking for a backhoe too.

In other news, I’m hauling Sandy and Shelly to the airport today where they are flying off to Mexico to hang out with Valerie for a couple of weeks. Meaning I’m left to my own devices, lord help us:) Actually I’m going to geek out and program the rest of the reporting warehouse integration. Finished up the table creates yesterday and now I just need to program the scripts to tie it all together.

It’s fathers day today. Oddly enough if my math is right the last time I saw my dad awake and alive was 10 years ago. My sister and I met him at his house for fathers day lupper (lunch/supper). We had filet and we had to go get a pan to cook it in at Wal-mart on Beach street. That’s where I took his last picture, I need to figure out where that is now that I think of it. I remember I bought corn holders on that trip also, still have those as well as the pan.

I wish I had known my father better, not that there’s anything that can be done about it but I always thought that that things may have been slightly better had we been closer and I had been able to learn from him. Oh well, if there does turn out to be an afterlife I’ll definitely look him up. Until then, hope I did you proud dad, you checked out before I actually got the hang of life but I didn’t do too bad:)