When one leaves for work in the dark and comes home from work in the dark, one knows that one has had a very long day.  I'm at 8 and a half hours of overtime for the pay period, tomorrow will bring it up to at least  16 and a half.

Caleb received a job offer today, so he will not be able to go up to the mountains tomorrow.  Which is fine by me, I am not sure I really want to drive all the way up there after the kind of work week I've had this week anyway.  Supposedly next weekend will be free for him.

My finger is definitely not broken. It hurts like - well it hurts.  It has red splotches and purple splotches and I forget frequently about it and boy do I pay for that forgetfulness.

Well whatever.  My plans for the weekend will now change.  I have lots of stuff left to go outside and I intend to spend at least several hours working on the property.  And who knows what else might come up : )

That's it.  No long entry here, too tired for that.

ben

So, as normal on an election day, I am off to work too early to get to the voting booth before going to work.  So, I'm thinking about this all day long while grinding away for 10-1/2 hours.  I did not want to work that long.  I am getting close to the point, in overtime for any pay period, that tax rate increases and then I get less money on a paycheck after crossing that threshold.  But, I will work however many hours I have to, that's just a part of the job.

When I finally got off work and got to the polling location, and waited - and waited - and waited - for a total of 2 people to stop arguing with the personnel (they had moved, had not re-registered, it was explained to them a dozen times but they wouldn't take no for an answer) (and yes, the lady said the same thing, over and over, clearly, succinctly and to the point, yet they still "do not understand), I finally get up there and they can't find my name in their book.

???  I AM a registered voter, I a confident of that point.  I have voted at that same location for years.  The lady takes me to a map and tells me to show her where I live.  I point to the map.  Oh, well you belong over at Nevitt School, not here.  Umm, ma'am, THIS has been my voting place for almost 8 years now.  Yes, she replies, but they changed things around about 6 months ago and yes, it has inconvenienced a lot of people, I am sorry.

I get to the school.  A very large number of cars in the parking lot, gag.  But I get inside and the wait not too long - but - no booths available to use.  A guy comes up and says I can use that "music stand with the chair in front of it" to do it if I like.  I like, don't care if anyone sees how I am voting, which no-one would have anyway.  Voted against all local petitions to increase taxes, voted against another local petition to keep a tax that is going to expire as a "permanent" tax increase - bunk to that idea, I pay enough taxes.  I voted for Flake, running for Senate - and other local issues.

That's my day.  Well, part of it, anyway, lol.

I drove the semi down to Casa Grande today and - found the job site - Frito Lay - but not the location to deliver the pipe.  Turns out it wasn't at the plant itself, but in a farm field behind the plant.  It was nice out this morning out there.  Temperature was cool, nothing at all like the normal trips to that town when it's 115 degrees and there's a lot of dust blowing and it's  really not that nice.

Tomorrow, finally, the election.  Get it over with already.

Unless something changes, I'm taking Caleb up to the property up north on Friday and leave him there through - probably Sunday morning.  I will take off from there and go up on top of the Rim.

Just wading through the days that have gone by.  My continued efforts out front of my house have started garnering some compliments.  It's getting there - but it is looking nice.

Sooo, I was out front working on the plants and trees, pulling grass and whatnot when the Mr. Goodcents delivery driver showed up.  Didn't take too terribly long.  I was on a roll and didn't want to stop to make lunch, so I ordered it delivered. Figured I would buy extra for a snack this evening and perhaps even enough to eat tomorrow.

I came back into the house, sat down with my dish of spaghetti and meatballs and got about halfway through it while on the net and at the time: check email and looking at the time I was supposed to be there, the church Harvest Festival that is.  Someone from the church had told me 3 o'clock, but the schedule said 2!  It was 14 minutes before 2 and I wasn't anywhere NEAR ready to go.

Ummm, I put the spaghetti in the fridge, changed, didn't show though I wanted to: itching all over my legs and arms from working in the dirt and stuff outside; got whatever needed to be done - done - in a quick hurry and got out of here.  Arrived at church at 2:07 to find that it was just the part to set everything up.  Oh, well okay.  It turns out taking a shower was going to be irrelevant.  I was the "operator" for the Hay Dive.  It's a small pool you fill with hay and hide balls in it.  Kids come and give you a ticket, you blindfold them and then they have to try and find a ball in the pool and then they get a prize.  But I made the older kids find all of the balls, or at least 4 of them, to "win".  It doesn't look hard, but when blindfolded? Much harder than it looks, especially since I was hiding them deep under the hay.

I, uhhh, have been around hay before, but not around a bale of it that has been broken up and getting my hands and arms into it.  The itching was far worse than anything I had experienced working out front.
But, it was fun being around little kids.  Hadn't been around that element of humanity  in quite a while.  I mean, yes, sort of near them at church, but I don't interact with them.  This was quite different.

Anyway, helped tear down, get rid of the hay and came home and yes, took a long shower.  The itching, thankfully, is completely gone but my legs?  Yikes!  I must have gotten a bit too close to the plants with thorns on them out front today, covered with scratches and even small, open wounds.  My fingers the same thing.  Lol.  Oh well.  For as much as I have done out front, there is still much to go.  Lots of trimming.

And that's my day.  Working out front and then 4-1/2 hours at church helping with the Festival.  I am burnt out.  12 hours work on Thursday and 11 hours on Friday.  Woke up this morning with an odd sense of feeling.  Like here but not really here.  It was 6:00 am, well past my wake up time, but I decided this wasn't a good way to wake up and turned over and went back to sleep for another hour.  Felt better after second wake up and decided to get up.

It must be an age thing.  The older you get, well things just change is all.  I'm not really complaining, just you notice over time small "things" that change that are related to aging.  Which really doesn't bother me as long as I can stay active and moving.

Well, I am totally bushed right now and it's time for beddy-bye lane.

Til' next time.

ben

They Told You So.........

Not to make light of a very serious situation, but long before Sandy actually hit ground and did all of it's destruction, authorities were all over the news outlets telling people to stock up on supplies/necessities including buying food that doesn't need to be cooked.  Now there is nothing on the shelves to buy, millions of people are still without power and - I am glad I am not in there position is all I can say.

One of the reasons I own camping equipment is in case something like that ever happens.  Propane fueled camp stove with plenty of bottles of propane and a white fuel driven camp stove - yes - with plenty of fuel for it as well.  And lots of canned food.  An underground storage tank with millions of gallons of water in it is only 2 blocks away.  But I digress.

Reading about people who can't even find batteries on the shelves is hard to take in.  Reading about people who are dumpster diving because they are hungry and don't have any food.  Freezing cold, homes with standing water and no electricity.

I'm sure the various levels of government are doing the best and as much as they can to get this situation back on track, but really, it's the power companies that have the biggest job ahead of them, so much so that there are workers from my state traveling over there to help get power back on.

Meanwhile, Obama was in Vegas doing an interview on the campaign trail.  I actually thought - and I am not Obama fan - that he was doing a good job of this situation with the east coast until he decided it's time to go back on the campaign trail.  It's only a few days left until the election, I have to wonder, for both sides, what more rallies are going to do to change anyone's mind, anyway?

Well, it's Friday and I'm off to work.

ben

Truck Driver Shortage

I predicted this some time ago - well it's been a couple of years anyway - and that prediction is coming to see the light of day.  The Federal Government has been increasing regulatory interference on truck drivers for decades.  But the enactment of CSA 2010 was a completely different ball field, a game that veteran drivers haven't seen before, much less participated in and MUCH less wanted ANYTHING to do with.

Truck drivers getting a warning instead of a ticket will, by the company they are driving for and because of the new regulations, be viewed as having received a ticket.  The reason being is that the more warnings or tickets that drivers receive under this new system, the more scrutiny the Feds will put on any given company.  If it gets to "intervention" phase, it could include an entire fleet being shut down by the Federal government.

So, trucking companies or companies that have their own fleets of trucks to deliver the goods they sell are now compelled to get rid of drivers that get tickets or warnings.  That's all nice and fine, but as the pool of drivers shrinks - much having to do with older drivers getting out of it after being in the profession for 2 or 3 or even 4 decades - now what?  The news stories have been the same for a couple of years now: trucking has little appeal to the younger generation.

Truck drivers are mostly despised as ignorant.  We are too stupid to find "real" employment, so we reverted to driving trucks to make a living. We are treated like dogs*** in traffic.  When you tell someone who asks you are a truck driver, \you far-more-often-than-not get a sneer, a look, conjecture that what you are doing with your life is a complete waste.

We truck drivers won't have to do a complete shutdown of trucks for a week or however long to make a point.  The time is coming or perhaps already here that you are going to start paying more at the grocery store and everywhere else because of shortage of truck drivers.  It will slowly get worse over time unless something is done about it.  99% chance that nothing will be done about it until it becomes a severe problem  - store shelves are empty and gas station holding tanks aren't being refilled.  I give it 5 more years, max, before this issue becomes a national debate.

I'm at Fry's (grocery store) getting some things.  Want to make a nice salad for dinner, they have boneless, skinless chicken on sale, figured to pick up several packs of it.  My phone rings.  I look down at it and think that I see my manager's name showing up. I answer it.  It definitely is not my manager.  It's Josie and she's still having a lot of problems in life.  She's the widow of my best friend that died last year.

She doesn't waste any time at all:  Can I rent your 5th wheel trailer?  Now THAT took me by surprise.  What's going on?  She starts crying and tells how her daughter is getting upset with her all the time and they aren't getting along and she needs to get out of there.  Now, mind you, this lady is around 70 years old and going through all of this.  She cleans her daughter's house; babysits her kids; cooks dinner, etc etc etc.

I have felt really bad ever since my friend died and watching her go through all of this nonsense with her family treating her like horse shit.  Not just her daughter, either, her son and his wife treated her FAR worse before she ended up at her daughter's.

I've got to give serious consideration to letting her into that trailer, even if there may end up being issues with the city - though that won't happen unless my neighbors find out she's in there and since I have cranked it up with them in the last several months after all the BS they have started with me, they don't look over my fence anymore.  She wasn't kidding, either, about moving over here.  She has been treated badly, disrespected by her own offspring to the point they won't even have her around.  I really do NOT get it.  I do get that it would be difficult to have your own mother living with you - yes indeed.

But I've got to tell you, if my mother ever gets to the point where she can't get around and can't live alone, my door will be open to her.  Or perhaps her door should be open to me, lol, her house is FAR nicer than mine!  Just 45 miles away from work, though.  Yikes. I would definitely set boundaries with  my mother if it ever came to that - space please, give me my space and you'll definitely get yours - and I'm sure there would be some conflict in the beginning, but I am also sure we would manage to work through the issues eventually and get on with what's left of life.

I don't know, but if my friend is in heaven and looking at all of this going on with his wife, I can't imagine.  I just can't imagine how it would feel to see all of that going on and not be able to help her in any way.  I feel very compelled to help her if she really wants to come over here.  I've known this lady since the early 90's.

She isn't broke, either.  She isn't rich, not saying that, but she get's a grand a month from my friend's disability through the military.  I don't know if she is also getting Social Security.  I would have to charge her enough to cover the extra eletricity, water and would have to install a Direct TV receiver in there plus pay - Mark I would hope - to empty out the holding tanks on a regular basis, but I wouldn't take advantage of her either.

Well, the conversation was cut short so, to-be-continued.

Meanwhile, the new receptionist at our work? Quit.  They can't keep anyone in that position. Low pay and a huge workload.  Lynnette is up for the job.  I forwarded her resume to my operations manager this morning, I hope he will give her some serious consideration.  She has ample experience in the type of work that they are looking for the position to fill. I haven't heard back whether he contacted her or not, but, it was at least worth a try.  Good benefits, no weekend work, 8 hours a day.

Well that's it.,

Still cranking here and there on the front yard.  Get it done.  Not in a huge hurry now, the worst of it is over. Still plenty to do for aesthetic's sake, but definitely looking better.

Umm, so done with this one.

ben

I had to call them out on it.
I have been through too much with church to have to live under something that is on the surface a thing that is going to be a hindering blockage.

I simply wrote the pastor a 2 sentence email: what is going on and why concerning his wife and the "looks" and all of this.

I didn't know what kind of response to expect, if any, just needed to get it off of me.  She called me on the phone, versus the pastor writing me an email back.

Surprise, indeed.  Going into a personal conversation like that on the world wide web? I don't think so.  But a lot of mis-communication was done away with and a lot of emotion for that matter.  This lady has a lot of weight in the church to carry, we'll just put it that way. From the sound of it, far too much and some kind of reprieve needs to intervene in her life to lighten the load.  I have already offered to help in the church, but not to her, I didn't even know she was the final authority over all of that stuff.

For me, it was a consortium of things that occurred over a 24 hour span.  The deal with her was simply that this has been going on for awhile.  When something like this occurs and 2 people can have an adult conversation about it and both people are willing and able to listen to each other, then you can have a good outcome and in this case, definitely, it was a good outcome.

Relief.  The mind can wander into a lot of different places in trying to conjecture what another person is thinking when they say or do something that is deemed well out of the parameters of what you might normally see them doing, especially when it is directed at you and even more-so when it goes on for a period of time.

Well anyway.  3 day weekend is over.  The come and go quickly.  No idea what is en-queue for work tomorrow since I haven't been there since Thursday and didn't get to see what was in the truck routing system on Friday - not that that bothers me, lol, I would rather take the time off.

ben

I came back early from the mountains.  That was because I was rather excited about the idea of helping the church out and being a part of the booth games that were going on last night at the park.  I had received an email asking for help to man one of the booths, I accepted the request.  I went out there last night. Thousands of people, mostly families with their kids in costumes.  Took 15 minutes to find a parking spot - which ended up being a quarter mile away.  The long walk there and saw must have been 70 or 80 tent booths set up - by the city - and occupied with representatives from all sorts of different venues.

The City required that only 501c3/non-profit organizations could participate. It was pretty easy to find the church set up - they had 5 booths in a row and they had lines formed in front of them.  They had games set up and winners of games got anything from candy to stuffed animals.  Pretty typical type of thing.  The pastor's son greeted me when I arrived and said that a change of shift had already occurred.  As it came to my realization that my help was not needed, I admittedly started to get a bit irritated.  They had contacted me via email for help 2 mornings ago and I had confirmed with them.  How hard would have it been to email me and tell me  that the slots had been filled up?  I was then "informed" that they needed help tearing everything down after 9:00 pm.

I didn't reply.  It's 7:00 pm and I'm going to hang around for 2 hours.........doing what?  I simply left.  There was nothing to do and I wasn't going to stand around looking dumb for 2 hours without anything to do waiting for it to be over and I wasn't about to drive back there after going home.  Call me selfish, call me whatever you will, but they should have had more respect for my time and emailed me or called me to let me know they wouldn't need my help instead of me going through all of that to find out.

I was asked at home by a tenant how it went and I let him know.  At least I wasn't the only one on the face of the planet that would have reacted the same way if put into a similar situation.  This morning I was debating whether to go to church or not.  I ended up going.  As soon as I walked in the front door, the pastor's wife saw me and cringed.  As if I were a walking dose of Bubonic Plague.  She has been doing this for a couple of months now.  I have NO idea what is up her crawl, I have not said anything unpleasant to her, we have not had any kind of argument or otherwise "bad" encounter, but it set me foul.  She actually pulled her hand back for a handshake.

I walked into the meeting room and the pastor's son came up to me after I had been sitting there awhile, looking at some of the people's reactions that were looking at me funny.  My leaving last night had this kind of effect?  I had waited until they were oblivious of my presence there last night before I  left, I didn't just walk away in the middle of a conversation.  I shook the pastor's son hand, but I was was getting pretty unwound in my mind with all this.  This time? I grabbed my things and walked out.

What's next? Dunno.  Let some time pass and let the abrasiveness of it all wear away a bit.  I am quite interested in finding out what the pastor's wife's beef is with me.  I've been NOTHING but nice to her, I simply have no clue.  I'm wondering about my future at this church. The church's annual Harvest Festival event is next weekend.  They will be wanting help, but I am sure mine won't be appreciated and won't be offered anyway.  If I'm asked, I will probably ask what the deal was with their last request for help.

I don't really handle being treated this way by the church too well, considering my past experiences.

Changing the subject, I have spent a lot of hours out front working on the landscaping issues.  I can say that there is a LOT left to go! Lol.  Trim this, cut that, pull this, plant that.  Just now getting the plants I bought a month go planted. That because there was a lot of clearing out and cutting that had to occur first before I could plant all 6 of them.  I can happily say they are all planted, I have no idea whether they will take considering colder weather is - allegedly - just around the corner.  I say that because it's near the end of October and it's hitting 90 degrees today!! What kind of fall is THAT? IS it officially fall yet?

Well, that's my "release" and I'm going back out there - I was out there earlier working but now I am going to get out the clippers and clip down some things that need some serious trimming.

G'day.

ben

She's Dead, Jim

That's how I look at a retirement "plan" that includes retiring at the age of 80.

80?

I was reading a news article about this, how tough it is for Americans to save and how more and more are upping their retirement age.  Well I don't even know if I'll be alive at the age of 80 and if I am, will I even be able to work at that age? Further, WHO is going to hire an 80 year old man?  I doubt my company will have me around that long if I happened to be there at the same place until retirement age.

I can tell you right  now, at the LATEST, I plan on retiring at the age of 68.  I would rather retire earlier than that, but who knows.  I do know that I recently upped the percentage taken out of my paychecks to 7%.  After the election, I will decide whether to up it to 9% or take a different route.  I do have automatic deduction taken out of my paycheck going into a savings account, but it's too easy to get a hold of it.  In fact, if I'm down too low on money?  Just transfer it to my checking account, online, with the push of a button and it's done.

Not exactly an effective savings plan, going to have to come up with something different.

Changing about statement:  after the New Year I will decide whether to up 401k or not.  I am waiting to see if these "experts" predictions are going to come true.  If they are, no sense in putting more money in there to have it disappear.

I dunno.  Seems to be that having a good retirement?  I would have to be in my 20's at the place I am at now, not my late 40's.

An interesting adventure to figure out how to pump the RV antifreeze through the water system's lines. This trailer isn't set up like that, I found out after going through the entire system and trying to actually find the water pump to see if it has a tube coming off of it to use as an intake to stick into the gallon jugs of antifreeze.

No.  Instead, it has lines dropping down underneath the trailer with caps on them.  When the water pump is turned on (or if there is a water hose connected to the system), those lines dropping down are pressurized.  That's cause they are tee'd off the lines going to the various faucets inside. You need simply remove the caps on those lines sticking down and walaah.  All water inside the lines drains out, from the faucets on down simply through gravity.

So, I removed the caps from all of them and am leaving them open until I leave to make sure it's nicely drained.  Did I mention that 2 of the caps broke clean off the lines and now I am going to have to replace them? Oh, no, I skipped that little diddy, but there it is. Dry rotted from exposure, I am assuming.

From the looks of it, the fittings simply stick inside the tubing and then you crimp a clamp over it to seal it.  So, a couple of fittings, clamps and I am sure a specialty crimping tool that probably costs $25.  Oh well.

I sent the Great Danes out this morning and Duke's mouth starting chattering incessantly from the cold.  It was, actually, quite humorous, though I am sure he didn't think so, lol.

Mother has projects for me, 2 of which I have completed, another of which I have to go look at.  The door on the tool shed is sticking.  I dunno if the door needs replaced or if I can just possible remove some of the wood off the side if it's not too bad.  However, the main reason I came up here for has been accomplished.

Well, anyway, I'm spending another night up here and then come back in the morning. I have lots to do  down there - at home that is - plus there is the outreach on Saturday.  Well, I actually may go back today cause' there is so much to do.  My point in coming up here has been accomplished and the only other reason I would stay another night is cause' I slept sooooo wonderfully well last night here, well, maybe it's a trend that would go on for 2 nights!

ben

I was not feeling like driving up to the mountain property after work today - at all.  Tired, I have not slept well this week and it's wearing on me.  I decided after getting off of work - at the normal time BTW, leaving plenty of time to go up there - to go through the "process" in case I decided to go.  The would be stopping at Walmart and getting a space heater (going to be in the mid 40's up there tonight); get disposable dishware and silverware; frozen food (I will figure this out as I go, but the fresh water holding tank is empty and I have no plans of refilling it since I am going to winterize the thing) and other things.

Having done that, I stopped at the gas station and put enough fuel in to get up there and back to Payson, I was hoping perhaps the price of fuel might be cheaper up there as it sometimes is.  I get home, sit down at the computer and basically felt like I was in collapse mode.  Still plodding along, do limited watering, feed the fish, get everything out and ready to go.

It isn't necessarily point of no return stage, but after getting out the shotgun; the small shop vac; packing a bag; etc etc - I decided to go through with it.  The drive didn't actually seem to take that long, even though it was close to 2 hours and it was almost dark when I got up here.  JUST enough light left to be able to see the numbers on the combination lock and open it, get the electrical cord plugged into the electrical pedestal and get set up for shop.

I was pleasantly surprised to find no mouse droppings anyway.  The mouse traps had not been snapped and the bait food was uneaten.  It also smelled very nice in here - I put a Renuzit odor eater gel thing in here when I left last and opened it just a bit.  It's about 80% gone but boy, did it smell really nice in here when I got in here.

So there it is.  No need to vacuum out the entire trailer, just have to put on the bed linens and that's it.  I am going to bed early and hope to sleep somewhat well.  It's going to be quite cool up here tonight, but I am prepared for that and am actually looking forward to it.

I turned on the TV and it was a nice experience to have the Direct TV actually come on instead of having to call them and have them re-whatever the system to make it work.  I was wondering why all of the creep shows and horror flicks until it dawned on me: today is Halloween.  Not a "holiday" I celebrate anymore, so I am not missing out on anything and most of these horror flicks are low-budget garbage that I have no interest in watching.

Onto a different topic.  My son has had a deep, ugly cough for a month now.  He is completely broke.  He wants to get a part time job along with going to college, but he has no energy to do so.
The hospital visit apparently didn't help him all the much and now, I have decided to foot the bill and get him into a doctor's office and have them figure out what's going and how to get rid of it.  I will be asking them to give him a steroid shot the same as they did to me the last time I had an ugly cough that wouldn't go away.  I have had this same problem all of my life, I guess my son might have got that from me.  If he did, it's a pretty ugly thing.  Coughing colds can last up to 3 months.

Yes, you read that correctly 3 MONTHS, not weeks.  I have to do what I can to get him better, hard to go to college and study and all that while being in that state and then even thinking about getting a job is out of the question.

There are other things, but I am not getting into it now.  Too tired.

ben

Question:  Will I get off of work early enough to be able to make the trip up north?
Answer:  I'll find out in about 9-1/2 hours from now.

I don't really have any choice.  I could put it off for another week - maybe - and hope the temps don't dip down below 32 up there - which they probably won't at least according to the forecasts - but I would really like to get it done and not have to worry about.  It being winterizing the trailer up there, that is.

According to forecasts, I don't have to worry about freezing temps until midway through next month and not have to worry about hard freezing temps until apparently in to December.  I'm going to keep track of this this year - perhaps winterizing the trailer doesn't really need to take place until sometime in November which gives me more time to go up and enjoy the trailer with running water (versus not).

Whatever the case, in terms of work, it is my Friday and I will have 3 days off : )

It was a simple question.
I had contacted CenturyLink to ask them how I might be able to get a discount on my internet service.  I can only get the 7mbps that I am currently getting, I cannot get faster in my neighborhood.  I guess I don't really think it's worth $45 per month and have been weighing whether to dump the service altogether and get Cox Cable internet, which is, allegedly, MUCH faster.

So, I was using their online chat.  I clearly stated my question.  It was unambiguous.  The lady?  Either was acting like she didn't understand what I was asking or just didn't want to deal with someone that is an existing customer asking for a lower rate. Whatever the case, she dumped me onto a manager without my asking for one.  He stated over and over: "You were asking about new customer, promotional rates and why you don't get them?"c Yes, I repeated but he wouldn't go any further than that with it and then, disconnected the chat.

This irritated me.  If there are no discounts, just SAY so, it will help my decision making easier in regards to whether to switch or not.  Switching won't be cheap.  I will have to foot the bill for both a modem and a router. Yet, I suspect, my internet experience will be vastly superior in terms of download and upload times.

I then decided to call CL and got a Filipino incoming call center.  I didn't have to ask multiple times about wanting to speak to a U.S. agent IN the US, they just switched me.  Now, I have a lady on the phone who also - does not want to answer my question.  I wasn't being rude or had any tones, I just wanted an answer. It took 3 phone calls to this company to finally get to a real manager.  Not a supervisor, either.

I won't go into it, but that conversation did not go well.  To the point that I informed him that I would be calling corporate headquarters tomorrow to ask them to review the conversation.

This morning, I call corporate.  I won't go into the operator whose attitude stunk to high heaven.  I asked for her name, she informed me that she didn't have to give it to me.  Wow!!  Whatever.  She hung up on me, but I called back, this time I was going to attempt to use their prompt system to find someone to discuss the situation with.  The first person I tried did not answer the phone.  I called again, this time this same operator answered immediately.  YOU again, I was going to use your automated system to get through to "someone". She put me into the system with the regular incoming calls going to an 800 call center.  NOT.  I called back, this time I asked for the CEO.  He doesn't take phone calls and dumped me again.  I called again, had found yet another person, the COO.  I didn't even WANT to talk to this operator, I just wanted to try getting a hold of the person, or more likely, that person's personal secretary.

Operator answers again.  Note that the first two times, the phone rang for about 12 times before I got an answer.  I ask for the COO.  Amazingly, I find myself on the line with a lady who works for that individual.  I ask to speak to him.  Who are you, what do you want.  My name is Ben B, I want to talk to him about your company's "customer service" and a few other things.  I can take a message, she replies. By all means, please do.  When will he return my call (not actually expecting him to return my call, but perhaps it would be handed over to someone who would deal with it).  She didn't know but she would get him the message.

A few hours later I get a phone call on my cell from "unknown" caller.  I guessed it might be them, it was.  It was some sort of "specialist" that deals with this kind of problem, she had been handed my request.  We discuss at great length the manager in particular but I also brought up the operator.  She stated she would review the call and would also look into some sort of discount for me - we eventually got to the why did I call in the first place - part - and I said great.

A few hours after that?  What I got out of this lady was that that manager was going to receive "some coaching" and that she had already put an order in for me to receive the internet for 12 months at 50% off.

Done deal, thank you very much.  That's about $250 over the span of a year.  I am still not sure that I am actually going to stay with this company considering the lack of speed options, but while I am still with them, at least for the next 12 months if it goes on that long, I will have internet for a lot less than I am currently paying.

Let the rhetoric fly.  Thank God Almighty this current Presidential campaign is almost over.  Allegedly, Trump has some "big" information that he has going to allegedly release today that "may" change the election.  I would just like to ask who, exactly, at this late point in the game, is still actually undecided? Are there actually people out there that are going to show up at the polls and finally will have to make their decision IN the polling booth?  If there are, I can't believe there are that many of them.

I found quite amusing Chris Matthews statement that - just as the first election - basically - if you aren't an Obama supporter, you must be a racist.  This kind of inflammatory statement and idea was projected around during the first Obama election.  The idea that because Obama is black and I am white but didn't want to vote for Obama the first time around or this time around therefore, somehow, makes me a racist is - absurd at best.  Just a bunch of ninnies making statements out of desperation considering the polls show a flat tie at this point between the 2 candidates.  This election is a toss-up and everyone knows it, whether they are admitting it or not.

It will be interesting to see how many voters turn out this time around.  I think this election may just have record numbers of voters showing up at the polls.

Whatever the case, today and tomorrow and work is done for the week.  It's been really slow this week at work, which can make for a loooooong day when there isn't much to do.  When I went home yesterday, there was only one thing to do for today in the truck routing system and that delivery is being put off until a part comes in via truck motor freight.

There is a small group get together tonight at someone's house somewhere in tempe for a potluck type of dinner.  It mostly depends on how long I have to work and how I feel as to whether I will go or not. I have mostly put off the night meetings since I go to bed so early and get up so early for work.  The small group I have been going to has swelled in size - greatly - to the point that it's really not longer a small group.  Why so many people dumped the Monday and Wednesday night group, I have no idea.  Once a group gets too big, it becomes unmanageable, IMO, at least in the context of what the group was originally designed to do: start building relationships.
Whatever the case, it's time to go to work!

G'day.

ben

I finally got word today - after asking yet again - about whether I can get Friday off.  A go.  I am planning on leaving Thursday after work and either leaving late Friday or more likely early Saturday.
Actually, I have no guarantee that I am going to get off early enough on Thursday to get up there in time to have enough time to deal with any mouse problems, though my mother informed me that there were no sign of them in there and that the mouse traps had not been sprung.

I would rather not, obviously, have to deal with mice and their droppings.

Junior is all over the place.  He's feeding on Lantanna's; Honeysuckles and I believe it's called Rubella.  Purple flowering plant.  Junior is my name for the hummingbird that was born in one of my Sissoo trees earlier this year.  His mother took a hike, he never left.  Well, I mean he always comes back, multiple times a day, looking for nourishment.  He drained out a feeder's full of fluid in a very short period of time. But my Honeysuckles have hundreds and hundreds of flowers on them, lots of nourishment there, but I just refilled the feeder to keep him happy.

I was having a crazy dream last night.  It started  - somewhere, lots of people around, not exactly sure where.  Someone snagged my laptop with mobile router and gun and the entire dream was about finding this person and getting my stuff back. This dream went ALL over the place, including meeting a police officer who was engaged in killing a large number of people.  He had an excuse for all the killings, of which I witnessed, him gunning them down. He continued to promise to help me find the thieves but declared that he had a much grittier calling to deal with the bad guys.  He thought nothing of killing people, even if criminals, whether they were armed or unarmed and mostly unarmed.

This dream seemed like it went on all night long when I awakened out of it.  We were driving all over the state trying to find this person, meanwhile I remember fretting about trying to replace the computer and the gun with limited finances. In the last few scenes of my "movie", I was with my wife? - not my ex either - and we had tracked the thief down to a run-down old house or hotel or whatever, I can't really say, and went in to find him.  Well, the misses stayed outside in a vehicle that looked to be a moving van.  Lol.  I fished the man out and he ran to his car and took off.  I ran to the van and I was about to take off when my missus said it was time for her to go work.  ???!!!! What do you mean it's time to go to work?  That's when I woke up, looked at the clock and yes, it was time to get up for work.  It was a really strange dream, but I have been having those lately and I have no clue.

I mean, do you attempt to attach some meaning to such dreams and if you do, what, precisely, are you focusing in on?

While walking around my property today, inspecting my trees and plants (I do that regularly, like almost daily), I noticed a large number of Chinese Elms saplings growing in places where the nearest Chinese Elm is at least 50 feet away.  I noticed another one of my plants also growing next to it. Next to that, a desert tree that I forget the name of but is not growing anywhere on my property. These are "good" plants, not weeds and I pointed them out to Mark in case he might be inclined to remove them.

No, let them grow.  See if they flourish. If they get big enough, I will attempt to transplant them. If not, then Nature has taken it's course.  I will blame this phenomenon on birds eating seeds off of a tree and "transplanting" those seeds elsewhere through a natural process known as defecation, lol.

Sophie's hind leg is getting better - much better.  She is still limping but getting around much easier now.  Sigh of relief. I was "informed" by someone yesterday that it is probably hip dysplacia.  I had to inform this person that the dog had had an accident, had somehow twisted her entire hind end and it has nothing to do with an ailment that  pretty much reserved for much larger dogs.  Yes, it can and does occur in smaller dogs, but it doesn't just come out of the blue and cripple a dog in a matter of 60 seconds.  You would not expect that a dog that has normal hip function suddenly, out of the blue, is crippled and cannot walk and has to be carried back into the house, especially a dog that is only 2-1/2 years old.

Well enough of that.  The final, Presidential Debate en-queue in a couple of hours from now.  I will, of course, watch the entire thing.  I didn't much care for the Ryan/Biden debate, but the 2 Presidential debates thus far have been entertaining and I expect that the vitriolic mix of attitude, interruption and to some extent, lack of civility will occur to a greater degree than what we have seen thus far.  As far as I'm concerned and have stated long before these debates occurred, these debates are going to determine who is going to be our next President.  

I'm still, actually, waiting to hear confirmation of my day off this Friday.  I NEED that day off. I don't just want it at this point.  I want to get the trailer ready for winter and I want to be able to come home in time to participate in the outreach that will take place starting at 5:00 pm on Saturday.  If I don't get Friday off, then winterizing my trailer will have to take precedence. Well, I guess I don't have to have it off, since the participation in Saturday's event isn't something I really have to do, but I would like to.  

Beautiful day.
Decided to not spend it indoors.
I have had enough of indoors when I am at home - though the stifling heat is certainly a good enough excuse, at least for me.
Got out in the dirt and start digging, watering, getting dirty and muddy.
I feel good, too.
But that's not because of the weather, that's just that my spiritual life is slowly coming back to order, to the place where it is supposed to be and the direction it is supposed to be going on.
I do have regrets for the last years that I have wasted, but there is nothing that anyone can do to get back lost time, you can only resolve to use the time you have now and move forward in that mind frame.

I'll have my property nicely trimmed and looking up to snuff in the next week, as I don't have a problem going out there after work when the weather is so beautiful outside.

That's not to say that my property looks shabby, but it definitely needs the attention I like to give to it to make is "sparkle", I guess I could call it.  And in this kind of weather, I like doing it.

We may be in Sierra Vista on Black Friday, but they DO have a Walmart down there!  I don't really "need" anything, but I want a much larger TV for that trailer up north.  I saw a 32" flat screen on sale today for $232.  Good price, but if that's a sign of what is to come, then I fully expect Black Friday to be an awesome opportunity to get the TV I want for that thing.  I was thinking about that because I didn't want to miss out if there really IS a good deal to be had. Some consumer sites have already stated that electronics and specifically TV's are going to be the big time buys at any given Black Friday sale.  Too bad Black Friday sales now seem to start at Midnight.

Prince, my black Great Dane, was brought up in church today during the sermon, lol.  I took Prince specifically as a conversation starter, and that is something he does very well without even trying, heck, without even knowing about it. The pastor was talking about using "lures" of whatever to get opportunities to talk to people and that's where Prince was invoked.

My oldest brother winterized my mother's trailer this week.  So, she is done for the season. She won't be back up there until some time late May.  I will be going up here and there as time permits, even without running water.  I already have several cases of bottled water up there - though I guess that stuff will freeze in a very cold trailer, I will have to bring up water on each trip.

Next Saturday brings a Halloween event at the same park we were at yesterday.  The city of Tempe organizes it, apparently, and are allowing our church to set up - several -booths.  4 hour event. They are asking for as much help as possible.  I am hoping for Friday off as I have asked so that I can go up on Thursday and stay through Saturday morning. The event doesn't start until 5:00 pm.

Well, I will just take things as it happens.  If I get back in time, I will go and help out, if not, oh well.  But, I have desired to get more involved with church and these opportunities are coming at a rapid pace now.

That's it.  I came home from church, going a very long way about it going to the shop to get my phone that I had forgotten and left there and to Fry's to get fixin's for spaghetti.  When I got home, I realized I had forgotten to buy the meatballs!  What is spaghetti without meatballs?  Still good, actually, but I didn't want to go to all the trouble and not have it the way I wanted it for a Sunday dinner.

G'day.

ben

The Park

Kiwanis Park, to be precise, located in Tempe, it's a full mile in depth from Baseline road to Guadalupe road.  They intentionally the front part of the park that goes around the lake quite hilly.  It's covered with nice grass and a lot of mature trees.  It's a great park that I hadn't been to in ages.

Until this morning.  I decided to take only one dog: Prince, the black Great Dane. Sophie, the Catahoula, did something serious to her hind end this morning - what I have no idea.  I heard her howling in pain outside shortly after they went out early to do their thing.  I went out to find this dog laying in the rocks, continuing to howl in pain and unable to stand up.

I could only guess that she must have lost her footing while running and twisted a leg and did perhaps some joint damage, tendon damage or muscle damage - or a combination of all three.  I picked her up, brought her inside and laid her down on the carpet.  She stopped the howling and just laid there, looking at me, trying to drag herself across the floor with her 2 front legs.

Do I now have to put another dog down?  My first thought.  I don't have the money to dump on that dog like I attempted to do with Coco when she was going down. If I had to spend any money?  It would be to have her put down, not to fix her.  I decided to simply leave her and hope that when I come back from the park with Prince, maybe I would see some kind of improvement after the initial pain wore off and she might be dealing with it.

At the park.  Prince, of course, loved it.  I got out of the car and hadn't been walking for 60 seconds when a couple of older ladies stopped me and we conversed about Prince and then about their dogs.  I then continued to walk, looking for the church people.  I got to a hill and was walking up it when some people alerted me to the fact that Prince was pooping while we were walking.  Prince does that.  Instead of stopping and stooping, he basically acts like a horse.  Cleaned up that mess and then thought I heard my name called, but I didn't see anyone - trees and buildings in the way.  I continued on and then clearly heard my name called and saw the Pastor's son running up after me.

So, I went back down the hill, turns out they had just shown up and were walking behind me.  Prince, of course, attracted a lot of attention and we were able to get into some good conversations with people.  I eventually decided that Prince should be exercised, so I took off with him. I ran as much as I could before getting winded and then did a fast walking gait and then running.  Did that until I had had enough and Prince was panting heavily.

Back to the group.  It was probably one of the best interactions I have had with church members since I have started going to that church.  Some people that would never talk to me opened up quite a bit and got into some rather deep conversations, actually.  Well, after 2 hours they said that was it, pack up the bags and leave.  I went home, but not dreading what I might find with Sophie. She either is going to survive this or she isn't.  I would rather she did, of course, but I am not near as attached to that dog - yet anyway - as I was to Coco or am to my Danes.  I got home and she came hobbling up to me.  Obviously not feeling too well, but she was moving on her own and that's a very good sign. It will, undoubtedly, take a long time for whatever happened back there to heal.  Whatever it is, I am not taking her to the vet.  I can't afford it.  Summer pretty much left me broke and I am trying to get my financial reserves back up.  I am not spending money on anything that I don't have to - bills, food, gas for the car, stuff like that.

So, I hold out hope that over time, it will heal and she'll be back to her normal self.  A dog that cannot walk, however, is a dog that can't live.  It can't go to the bathroom and that's enough right there. But she's getting around enough to convince me that if she will stay down and not move around too much, she can get past this.  Which reminds me, I totally forgot: give her an ibuprofen to help with the pain.  There we go, a little while from now and hopefully that will make her feel a little better.

That's it.  That was the jist of my day.  I am heading outside soon enough to do some more work out front.  The temps are going to come down after today.  Highs in the 80's instead of the 90's.  Meaning my electric usage will go down even further.

Keep that in mind, though - that park is a really nice place to walk the dogs.  I changed the dog walking modus from walking all 3 to either only walking 1 or 2 at a time. But not the 2 Danes at the same time.  I have to keep Duke on a short leash and I can't have him going after other dogs.  I don't know that he will do that, I am not going to find out.

I asked for coming Friday off.  I need to get up to the property and get that trailer winterized.  I am not getting off work early enough to leave on a Friday afternoon.  I didn't get home until almost 5:00 pm yesterday, way too late to even think about it.  I want to good, solid nights up there and that's what I am after.  The day hasn't been approved yet, but I am hopeful.  If it isn't, I will have no choice but to go up there next weekend regardless of what day I leave and get that little project done.
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Plant inspection.  Just got through with along with other junk out front.  The Sissoo that just up and died - is dead.  It's showing no signs of life and I have watered it well for the last 2 weeks.  The other huge plant (8 feet tall) that I cut back significantly after it was dying is - up in the air.  The weather is much better and I am spending much more time out there dealing with the things that I have put off because of summer heat.