So, right around the corner they are building a "Pet Resort". First of all I don't really even know what a pet resort is, much less why we need one. This is a really huge building as well. I mean, we still don't have a stop light, or a resturant of any kind, no grocery store, and only one gas station. They are building it right across the street from Deion Sanders house so maybe he has something to do with it. I dunno....
I was just settin here doing a little cypherin... ya know carring the knot and such. I was figurin on my property taxes. Ya know trying to decide how much extra I need pay each month. I have one of the lowest tax rates in the area and I am still paying $314.49 a month in taxes. That's pretty sad cuz that's not insurance or any of that other crap that they through in there..... Well gotta go sell some blood or something....
Check out the "Weather" back home..... Notice the Heat Index, all 677 degrees of it.
So Prosper has a population of about 2300 as of the last census. There is one gas station and a couple of small businesses. There's not a Wal-Mart, there is not a McDonalds, hell there is not even a stop light. So what do you think we need more than anything??? That's right, and Ethan Allen Furniture store. I won't drive the 8 miles to McDonalds to get a Big Mac so I probably won't drive that half a mile for over priced furniture either. Go figure....
So Leo, Brandt's cat, has got a promotion of sorts. He is now, not only a pushy yet lovable bundle of excitement, but he's also head time keeper and chief waker upper..... It's 5:45 and my alarm goes off. Do I get up right away, of course not. That's why god made snooze buttons. That's just not good enough for Leo. He has to come in and pester the crap outta me until I finally wake up just to get him to leave me alone. I know he sets around all night just waiting for that thing to go off. Well he's not done at this point. So I get up and go in to wake up Carol or at least make sure she's awake. Well Leo charges in there meowing louder than really should come outta his little body. You'd think he almost hurt himself meowing that loud. Now it's time for him to jump up on her bed and get right in her face. That kitty breath will wake up just about anybody. Next victim, Brandt. Leo knows what is coming so he runs in there before I even get close. He's tired of meowing at this point so standing on the victim with his pointy little feet works pretty good at this point. With all the commotion of the last 10 minutes Brandt wakes up pretty good. At this point Leo's daily duties are complete and he can go about his business of knocking my clothes off the hangers in the closet and keeping an eye on the dog in the back yard.
So the motorcycle is legal at last. There were so many things that could have gone wrong, but none of them did. We signed the bill of sale on Sunday. That pretty much covered me from most bad things that could have happened. It was structured in a way to protect both me and the other guy. My insurance went pretty smooth. No big hicups there. We did it all over the phone and the fax machine. And my trip to the DMV was way easier than it probably should have been. I was the first one in line at the door. As soon as they unlock them suckers I was in there and didn't even have time to pretend to get in line and they were calling me over. The lady was really pretty nice for working at the DMV. She said I had everythign I needed and if I'd just cut her a check I'd be on my way. I did, and I was... :) So right now I wanna drive home for lunch and slap the tags on and ride it back but I know that's not a good idea. It's cold and almost rainy and the time frame for lunch would be pushing it. I don't think that's a good idea. Anyway, more pics to come soon.
So most ppl know I live down the street from Deion Sanders, well check this out... Main House and Crop Land
So I'm getting my ass kicked by this tile in the shower. I wish I had taken some pics of the before but I'm sure to get some pictures of the after. I've got grout and adhesive all stuck to me, my hair, parts of the shower that don't need it, and the floor from the shower all the way to the living room. Where is that looser Bob Villa when I need him.
Well it's holloween again. Pretty much my second or third least favorite holiday. I'm not into holidays where you have to do something. I like holidays like arbor day. Ya know just look at a tree and say, "yup, it's arbor day". I like things like that. Not like christmas where you have to plan for like forever. So anyway, its holloween and I think Brandt abandoned me this year. He took outta here like his hair was on fire or something with his little gang of friends. He went out to get his scare on I guess. So I'm stuck here passing out candy trying to keep the house from getting TP'd. I used to really hate passing out candy but it's not so bad any more. I really like the little kids that come to the door and are more afriad of me than I am of them. I like it when they feel they have to tell me what they are dressed up as and why they picked that to dress as. I also like it when they tell me what there sister is and why she isn't with them. :) What's the deal with the kids that don't even try to make an attempt of wearing a costume? Those are the kids that if two of them show up together I give them a kitkat and tell them to share. Also, if your 16 and you drive youself up to the house, don't bother comeing to the door. Well I guess I'm off to pass out sugar coated don't trick me bribery.
Do you believe in miracles? I do. Well I guess we should start out by defining miracles. You may believe that walking on water, parting the sea, or turning water into wine may examples of miracles. But what about being able to get your truck into your garage? Well to me, this too is a miracle. Now don't get me wrong, it just barely fits, but it does fit. I had to rearrange my garage so to not have anything against the wall in front of the truck to allow this miracle to happen. When I say nothing in front, I mean NOTHING. With the truck snuggly in it's "hanger" I have a whopping 6 inches of space in front as well as back. This means that if the truck in the garage, and the garage door is closed, there is no way for me to get to the other side, say for instance, to get to the tool box, or maybe to get in the truck to start it or something. I guess I could be the monkey I am and climb over, but in the morning with me all starched up and clean with a crease in my pants and everything I'm sure I'd dork something up in the process. I guess I'll have to be stuck with just opening up the door to get to the other side. It's a small price to pay I guess. I need no more hail damage.
Have you ever thought of the benefits of washing your car/truck in the middle of the night? I have, and I did. I mean I don't normally get home until close to 7pm and it's getting dark earlier and earlier. Last night I got home and had something to eat and it was already dark. I wasn't going to let a little darkness get in my way. I mean, yeah you can't really see what your doing and if you turn on a bunch of lights you attract like every bug within a 5 mile area, but there are a lot of plus's too! No sunburn, and speaking of the sun, it doesn't dry things out so it's still wet when you come back with the shammy so you have no water spots. Those pesky neighbors aren't always lookin at you, cuz they can't see you. It worked out pretty well for me I think....
My Air Conditioning really sucks bad. It wasn't more than a month ago and it went out. Now it's been not more than 4 weeks and it's gone out again. They came out and found that I had a leak in the coil up in the attic. I'm going to head up there and check out their work later tonight. It cost me $175 even with my home warranty. I guess the warranty doesn't cover disposal of the coil or the used freon. I told the guy "I have a place I can take that" to try and save a few bucks, but he said he had to take it. Bastards, I think that's just a way for them to make money. I'm thinking I just buy the parts and change it myself and then call them back out and say whoops, I think it leaked out. Maybe you should recharge it. How hard can a coil be to change out. Hell if an A/C guy can do it then it must not be too tuff. Not that I'm bitter or anything. :P~
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