Walts Travelogue
Sounds like you took good care of your son. I'm glad he'll be OK and that you made it home safe. Now, you just have to try and survive through the rest of the hot Texas Summer. Stay in the air conditioning, drink a cold beer and relax....See Ya later!!
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Well, got back home Wed nite. Son is doing ok, went back to work Wed morning. Limited duties, of course, but he'll be ok. Apparently both left forearm bones broken (he's right-handed) so he has a couple plates in that arm. He was still sore in a couple places, but getting better. Couldn't stand just sitting home doing nothing, so work was right for him. Pretty cool, quite a few people signed a card for him and they collected about $350 for him. So, he was happy about that, lol.
He had been at a friends house and was headed home down a 2-lane, one-way street. Apparently some asshole was hassling everyone, flashing his lights at people, rushing thru traffic. My son first saw him a car or two back. He got behind my son with the same tactics - right on his bumper, flashing his lights. Finally there was room and the guy flew past him, then slowed down to about 15. Son slowed, then the guy sped up to about 30. Son sped up, then the guy slammed on his brakes. Son hit his brakes, hit his front brake too hard, whick locked up his front wheel and sent him "asshole over teakettle." He said the bike bounced off of him. He never lost consciousness.
Several witnesses stopped and gave the story to police, but we think the chances of finding the guy are small to none, as no one got a license number. There were apparently a couple traffic cameras in the area but, again, getting a license number from those will be close to impossible.
But, he'll be OK. He's only been riding for 2 or 3 months, so this was a valuable lesson for him. He learned to wear his helmet from me, and had jeans and a jacket on, so no road-rash, etc. The strangest thing?
Back in about 1995 or so, I was in a rather serious motorcycle accident in Denver. Broke my left collar bone and cracked my right forearm bone. I looked pretty pathetic. My dad took a picture. Last Thursday I ran across that picture. I couldn't remember if I had ever sent it to him, so I did. He got it at work. Last Thursday. The day he had his accident.
Makes ya wonder, doesn't it?
He had been at a friends house and was headed home down a 2-lane, one-way street. Apparently some asshole was hassling everyone, flashing his lights at people, rushing thru traffic. My son first saw him a car or two back. He got behind my son with the same tactics - right on his bumper, flashing his lights. Finally there was room and the guy flew past him, then slowed down to about 15. Son slowed, then the guy sped up to about 30. Son sped up, then the guy slammed on his brakes. Son hit his brakes, hit his front brake too hard, whick locked up his front wheel and sent him "asshole over teakettle." He said the bike bounced off of him. He never lost consciousness.
Several witnesses stopped and gave the story to police, but we think the chances of finding the guy are small to none, as no one got a license number. There were apparently a couple traffic cameras in the area but, again, getting a license number from those will be close to impossible.
But, he'll be OK. He's only been riding for 2 or 3 months, so this was a valuable lesson for him. He learned to wear his helmet from me, and had jeans and a jacket on, so no road-rash, etc. The strangest thing?
Back in about 1995 or so, I was in a rather serious motorcycle accident in Denver. Broke my left collar bone and cracked my right forearm bone. I looked pretty pathetic. My dad took a picture. Last Thursday I ran across that picture. I couldn't remember if I had ever sent it to him, so I did. He got it at work. Last Thursday. The day he had his accident.
Makes ya wonder, doesn't it?
I can resist everything except temptation.
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Uncle Walter,
Sounds like time for your son to get a Huge SUV or big truck! ShandaFay and Nix could hook your son up. See attached of what she drives.
All 3 of LJ&S Trio have had bikes and nearly killed a few times. Several of our friends got badly busted up and some are 6 feet under due to motorcycles. Battle of SUV/Truck vs. Motorcycle and we all know who the winner usually will be. Have your son get a Mountain peddle bike for "Rocky Mountain High" fun! At Vail, CO we have taken our bikes via ski lifts during the summer to the top of the mountains. One must stay on the dirt access roads and off the ski trails due to eco nuts. WOW what a rush and all downhill. Fun fun fun!
Laura Jeb and Sue Trio
Sounds like time for your son to get a Huge SUV or big truck! ShandaFay and Nix could hook your son up. See attached of what she drives.
All 3 of LJ&S Trio have had bikes and nearly killed a few times. Several of our friends got badly busted up and some are 6 feet under due to motorcycles. Battle of SUV/Truck vs. Motorcycle and we all know who the winner usually will be. Have your son get a Mountain peddle bike for "Rocky Mountain High" fun! At Vail, CO we have taken our bikes via ski lifts during the summer to the top of the mountains. One must stay on the dirt access roads and off the ski trails due to eco nuts. WOW what a rush and all downhill. Fun fun fun!
Laura Jeb and Sue Trio
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Thanks, Bobbi. I will tell him. I've all ready sent him the picture of you and I in El Paso. He thinks his ole man must be some kind of stud or something,
(Did Marq ever get the rest of those off his phone??)
(Did Marq ever get the rest of those off his phone??)
I can resist everything except temptation.
glad to see all is well. Nothing worse than that 1st call or the cop knocking on the door! And now you have a picture of him to go aside of yours.
I traded in the bike when a desciple took mine up over the highside (I was in the catch truck from an earlier leg injury) and twisted it into a pretzel. I said at that time hmmmm someone is trying to tell me something!
Now you have all those midget cars. In central Florida at a place called the villages they are now using souped up golf carts. Whenever I see one of those on the road I think back to the 58 pushbutton plymouth with the fins!
I traded in the bike when a desciple took mine up over the highside (I was in the catch truck from an earlier leg injury) and twisted it into a pretzel. I said at that time hmmmm someone is trying to tell me something!
Now you have all those midget cars. In central Florida at a place called the villages they are now using souped up golf carts. Whenever I see one of those on the road I think back to the 58 pushbutton plymouth with the fins!
Whether u are a gazelle or a lion, when the sun comes up you better be running!
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Headlines - El Paso Times (AP) - "Today TheOldGuy got to report for Jury duty. Believing it is his civic duty to support the Judicial system, TheOldGuy set aside his very busy day keepng Vicky Vettes "Vette Nation Army" (VNA) in line, and reported for duty. The El Paso Times salutes TheOldGuy for showing his civic pride and doing his patriotic duty."
Civic duty, my ass. They throw you in Jail if you don't show up.
So here I am, bright and 1/2 hour early, ready to do battle with the system. I show up early and, well, whaddaya know, assigned to group 8. Now, for those of you that don't know how government works, they start with group 1. This means that group 8 consists of losers who will be called very last.
I walk into the auditorium, maybe 400 seats in the place, and about 20 occupied. About 18 of them a**holes are sitting in the aisle seat. Come on, people! Don't you have a clue that about 300 more people are gonna be coming in here to sit down, and every freakin' one of them are gonna have to crawl over your lazy ass to get a seat? Get a clue and walk over to the center seats!
Oh, well, so I climb over a**hole #7 and walk to a center seat. I know these things, so I had all ready set my phone to vibe and brought a morning paper. I sat down and started to read. Next, after a few minutes, Mr. Important Businessman walks in and sits one row in front and about 5 seats over from me. No problem. I continue minding my own business and reading the paper.
Suddenly there's this loud talking. Well, surprise, surprise! Mr. Important Businessman is on the phone. What? Take your damn phone out into the lobby and talk quietly? Oh, HELL, no. Let's sit right here, so everyone in the room can know my business. "Hey, Mr freakin' Important Businessman! Didn't anyone ever tell you how freakin obnoxious it is to sit in a quiet environment and yap on your damn telephone?"
Of course not!
I really wanted to shout something obnoxious to him. But, being the gentleman that I am, ( ) I decided to try and deal with it. After a couple minutes, he hung up and peace prevailed. For long? Sure. For about 30 seconds. Then he's on the phone again. Now, these arent calls he's receiving, he's making the calls. So, before you know it, he's yapping again. I think his brain was still at last nights cocktail party, because he was sure talking over the "noise."
Well, only one way to deal with this. I gotta move. So I get up and walk back to the last row (maybe 4 rows back) and climb over the two ladies on the end. Normally, courtesy would dictate that you would leave a space between your seat and the lovely lady sitting there. But I was so desperate to sit as far from a**hole #1 as possible that I sat right beside her. I stayed to the right of the seat as to not impinge on her private space, (pretty tho she was,) and began reading.
Next, some guy comes in and sits down, one seat away from me. Nice guy, thank you. Back to reading. Well, it wasn't but a couple minutes before his long lost WWII buddy walks in and sees him. Oh, wonderful joy. These two obviously haven't seen each other since 4 PM yesterday, so they have to tell each others lifes story so they can catch up. Admittedly, they were trying to whisper, but their whisper was only a lower tone of voice. A little "Hey! How ya doin'?" is just fine. But these two had to relate their lifes histories since 4 PM yesterday. Well, after about 5 minutes, I was starting to think, "Why, ME?" and I wasn't alone. A couple others kept looking back at them, so I knew I was right! Finally, after another two or three minutes, I couldn't take it any more. I looked at the pretty lady on my left and shouted, "My God! TAKE ME NOW!!
Now, normally, it's not too easy to be misunderstood when you're looking right at someone. In this case -- well, the Dr. says my black eye should be mostly healed by Adultcon. At least the rent-a-cop listened to my story. He took my cuffs off and suggested I sit by myself waaaaaaaayyyyyy over there.
By now a good hour and a half has passed. They've taken groups 1 thru 4, then they took group 5. Hey, we might get outta here by dinner after all. So the clerk comes back out. "We don't need the rest of you so you're dismissed." About 100 of us. A lot of clapping, etc, but I heard him say, "You won't be compensated, but show your Jurors badge at the parking garage and your parking will be free."
Oh, joy of joys. This means, #1, since I wasn't called, I am still eligble and subject to call back at any moment. And, 2) for 1-1/2 hours time of putting up with some pretty obnoxious people, plus 1 hour driving time, plus gas, (1 gal @ $3.25,) theyll pay for my parking (about $2, I think.)
Gee, City of El Paso. This was a fun day. Call me back soon, ya hear? Give me a chance to really find out what it feels like to shoot myself in the foot!!!
Civic duty, my ass. They throw you in Jail if you don't show up.
So here I am, bright and 1/2 hour early, ready to do battle with the system. I show up early and, well, whaddaya know, assigned to group 8. Now, for those of you that don't know how government works, they start with group 1. This means that group 8 consists of losers who will be called very last.
I walk into the auditorium, maybe 400 seats in the place, and about 20 occupied. About 18 of them a**holes are sitting in the aisle seat. Come on, people! Don't you have a clue that about 300 more people are gonna be coming in here to sit down, and every freakin' one of them are gonna have to crawl over your lazy ass to get a seat? Get a clue and walk over to the center seats!
Oh, well, so I climb over a**hole #7 and walk to a center seat. I know these things, so I had all ready set my phone to vibe and brought a morning paper. I sat down and started to read. Next, after a few minutes, Mr. Important Businessman walks in and sits one row in front and about 5 seats over from me. No problem. I continue minding my own business and reading the paper.
Suddenly there's this loud talking. Well, surprise, surprise! Mr. Important Businessman is on the phone. What? Take your damn phone out into the lobby and talk quietly? Oh, HELL, no. Let's sit right here, so everyone in the room can know my business. "Hey, Mr freakin' Important Businessman! Didn't anyone ever tell you how freakin obnoxious it is to sit in a quiet environment and yap on your damn telephone?"
Of course not!
I really wanted to shout something obnoxious to him. But, being the gentleman that I am, ( ) I decided to try and deal with it. After a couple minutes, he hung up and peace prevailed. For long? Sure. For about 30 seconds. Then he's on the phone again. Now, these arent calls he's receiving, he's making the calls. So, before you know it, he's yapping again. I think his brain was still at last nights cocktail party, because he was sure talking over the "noise."
Well, only one way to deal with this. I gotta move. So I get up and walk back to the last row (maybe 4 rows back) and climb over the two ladies on the end. Normally, courtesy would dictate that you would leave a space between your seat and the lovely lady sitting there. But I was so desperate to sit as far from a**hole #1 as possible that I sat right beside her. I stayed to the right of the seat as to not impinge on her private space, (pretty tho she was,) and began reading.
Next, some guy comes in and sits down, one seat away from me. Nice guy, thank you. Back to reading. Well, it wasn't but a couple minutes before his long lost WWII buddy walks in and sees him. Oh, wonderful joy. These two obviously haven't seen each other since 4 PM yesterday, so they have to tell each others lifes story so they can catch up. Admittedly, they were trying to whisper, but their whisper was only a lower tone of voice. A little "Hey! How ya doin'?" is just fine. But these two had to relate their lifes histories since 4 PM yesterday. Well, after about 5 minutes, I was starting to think, "Why, ME?" and I wasn't alone. A couple others kept looking back at them, so I knew I was right! Finally, after another two or three minutes, I couldn't take it any more. I looked at the pretty lady on my left and shouted, "My God! TAKE ME NOW!!
Now, normally, it's not too easy to be misunderstood when you're looking right at someone. In this case -- well, the Dr. says my black eye should be mostly healed by Adultcon. At least the rent-a-cop listened to my story. He took my cuffs off and suggested I sit by myself waaaaaaaayyyyyy over there.
By now a good hour and a half has passed. They've taken groups 1 thru 4, then they took group 5. Hey, we might get outta here by dinner after all. So the clerk comes back out. "We don't need the rest of you so you're dismissed." About 100 of us. A lot of clapping, etc, but I heard him say, "You won't be compensated, but show your Jurors badge at the parking garage and your parking will be free."
Oh, joy of joys. This means, #1, since I wasn't called, I am still eligble and subject to call back at any moment. And, 2) for 1-1/2 hours time of putting up with some pretty obnoxious people, plus 1 hour driving time, plus gas, (1 gal @ $3.25,) theyll pay for my parking (about $2, I think.)
Gee, City of El Paso. This was a fun day. Call me back soon, ya hear? Give me a chance to really find out what it feels like to shoot myself in the foot!!!
I can resist everything except temptation.
LMAO
That was so fucking funny to read! Glad to hear you had such an awesome Monday!
I always love to read your stories Walt!
That was so fucking funny to read! Glad to hear you had such an awesome Monday!
Sadly, I'm quite familiar with that. Whenever I'm traveling by train, there is always that businessman and/or -woman who just can't keep his/her voice down when making telephone calls. It's the same in shops though. When people found what they're looking for, get their ass to the checkout, but in the meantime they keep on talking to the person who's on the other side of the telephone line so loudly, you'd almost think that person must be deaf or something. And no "Hello" or "I'd like to buy this" or afterwards a "Goodbye" or "Thank you" to the person behind the counter. Pfft, some people have such bad manners.WalterB wrote:(..) Oh, well, so I climb over a**hole #7 and walk to a center seat. I know these things, so I had all ready set my phone to vibe and brought a morning paper. I sat down and started to read. Next, after a few minutes, Mr. Important Businessman walks in and sits one row in front and about 5 seats over from me. No problem. I continue minding my own business and reading the paper.
Suddenly there's this loud talking. Well, surprise, surprise! Mr. Important Businessman is on the phone. What? Take your damn phone out into the lobby and talk quietly? Oh, HELL, no. Let's sit right here, so everyone in the room can know my business. "Hey, Mr freakin' Important Businessman! Didn't anyone ever tell you how freakin obnoxious it is to sit in a quiet environment and yap on your damn telephone?"
Of course not!
(..)
I always love to read your stories Walt!
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
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Took Fred out for his walk this morning. Got bold and decided to let him off his leash. I usually go across Railroad Drive where there's a good 50 yard wide swath of desert between the road and the tracks. I decided to go all the way over by the tracks and let him off. He really surprised me, stayed pretty close. My worry was that he would take off running, but he stayed pretty close. I wonder if he is so used to the leash that he thinks it's still on? I just let him run. If he got too far, he'd come back when I called.
I'm waiting for him to find a rabbit, tho. It's funny to watch him try to catch the little butterflies that flit around out there.
He's really pretty good. When he tries to go around one side of a pole and I'm way to the other side, I just say "this side," and he comes back around. He keeps looking back to see where I'm headed and walks in that direction. If he starts down a side street or drive way, i just say, "this way, Fred," and he comes back on track.
So, I said, "Find me a girl, Fred" and he did. He ran to a cute little Cocker Spaniel. "No, Fred, find ME a girl." Now Mr. Walkman needs to learn to be a little clearer.
I'm waiting for him to find a rabbit, tho. It's funny to watch him try to catch the little butterflies that flit around out there.
He's really pretty good. When he tries to go around one side of a pole and I'm way to the other side, I just say "this side," and he comes back around. He keeps looking back to see where I'm headed and walks in that direction. If he starts down a side street or drive way, i just say, "this way, Fred," and he comes back on track.
So, I said, "Find me a girl, Fred" and he did. He ran to a cute little Cocker Spaniel. "No, Fred, find ME a girl." Now Mr. Walkman needs to learn to be a little clearer.
I can resist everything except temptation.
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Well, bye, y'all. I'm off to LA tomorrow morning. I'm taking my laptop, so I'll check in occasionally. I'm sure Rokkerr will be streaming from the booth, as well, so I'll drop in and say hi, as will the other attendees. Hopefully Benny will drop by.
I can resist everything except temptation.
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Uncle Walter,
If you were a Female, bet Sue and I get Jeb's jet to take you and Fred a free ride and maybe even a Ritz Carlton Beach in Santa Monica suite for you and Miss ANGELINA "Just shut up and Fuck ME! "And you thought that I just wanted a bed to trash in? WTF, "I want to FUCK!" "All night until I have to put on them FUCKING high heals and VNA outfits. Nude is mucho better!"
Please invite Michelle Lay and Reno over to spend Jeb's Mex dineros!!
Uncle Walter Please document all for us in the VNA and ask if Miss Angeline and you need to fly Jeb's jet next time to LA or anywhere on Earth and beyond?
Pix attached! We are for real if his jet schedule is available. He lives in a different World than us even after knowing him for years, but WOW fun! Such a Gent and Sue and I MUST find him a Female soul-mate soon. Know any??? Life is short and we all need LOVE!
Laura and Kinky Sue
If you were a Female, bet Sue and I get Jeb's jet to take you and Fred a free ride and maybe even a Ritz Carlton Beach in Santa Monica suite for you and Miss ANGELINA "Just shut up and Fuck ME! "And you thought that I just wanted a bed to trash in? WTF, "I want to FUCK!" "All night until I have to put on them FUCKING high heals and VNA outfits. Nude is mucho better!"
Please invite Michelle Lay and Reno over to spend Jeb's Mex dineros!!
Uncle Walter Please document all for us in the VNA and ask if Miss Angeline and you need to fly Jeb's jet next time to LA or anywhere on Earth and beyond?
Pix attached! We are for real if his jet schedule is available. He lives in a different World than us even after knowing him for years, but WOW fun! Such a Gent and Sue and I MUST find him a Female soul-mate soon. Know any??? Life is short and we all need LOVE!
Laura and Kinky Sue
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Well, there' at least one guy a little POed in SoCal this morning. Went to my handy-dandy local McDonalds for my morning boost of a McSkiillet Burrito and coffee. Paid my money, "Thank you, have a nice day," grabbed my bag 'o stuff, "Thankyouhaveaniceday," (I think that's what she said,) drove home, opened my bag and ate my 2 sausage, egg and cheese biscuit sandwiches and squeezed, pressed and processed potato patty product. I know. They got the coffee right. So, I should just shut up and eat it, right? (guess what? I DID!)
So, if my surmation is correct, somewhere down here there is a man, his wife, and a small child trying to share 1 McBurrito. Good luck with that!
I knew it would happen at some point. Over the last year or so, apparently all over the country, they've been installing these "dual-order" lanes. They are two side-by-side order boxes. But, I don't see how that speeds anything up, because they immediately merge back into one lane to pay and get your food. And it opens up a marvelous opportunite for your friendly, neighborhood drop-out who can't even spell bureetoe, to screw up your order and give you someone elses. I'd bet money that, at shift change, they all gather in the back and settle the bets of who can screw up the most orders in one day. So, it's all a big marketing thing, to make the people think they're getting something. And to give Mickey Dee's another chance to screw your order up.
And yes, I have learned to check my order before leaving the window. MOST of the time. Now, when was the last time you found a mistake when you checked your order before leaving? Never, huh? It's always that one freakin' time you forget to check.
I swear, God HATES me!
So, if my surmation is correct, somewhere down here there is a man, his wife, and a small child trying to share 1 McBurrito. Good luck with that!
I knew it would happen at some point. Over the last year or so, apparently all over the country, they've been installing these "dual-order" lanes. They are two side-by-side order boxes. But, I don't see how that speeds anything up, because they immediately merge back into one lane to pay and get your food. And it opens up a marvelous opportunite for your friendly, neighborhood drop-out who can't even spell bureetoe, to screw up your order and give you someone elses. I'd bet money that, at shift change, they all gather in the back and settle the bets of who can screw up the most orders in one day. So, it's all a big marketing thing, to make the people think they're getting something. And to give Mickey Dee's another chance to screw your order up.
And yes, I have learned to check my order before leaving the window. MOST of the time. Now, when was the last time you found a mistake when you checked your order before leaving? Never, huh? It's always that one freakin' time you forget to check.
I swear, God HATES me!
I can resist everything except temptation.
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No, GJ, I recovered after Angelina and Carmen had their way with me all day Monday, . All this last week I've been sitting here making out with my new GF.
My modem failed last Tuesday, so I worked with ATT to get a new one. Don't know why I didn't just drive to Best Buy ang get one. Would have been a whole lot quicker, and probably cheaper. It'll take me several days to catch up on the forum, but I'll see everyone at Bobbis show this afternoon.
My modem failed last Tuesday, so I worked with ATT to get a new one. Don't know why I didn't just drive to Best Buy ang get one. Would have been a whole lot quicker, and probably cheaper. It'll take me several days to catch up on the forum, but I'll see everyone at Bobbis show this afternoon.
I can resist everything except temptation.