Archives March 2007

This happens all the time down here

As I am leaving the gym and trying to exit the shopping center parking lot….  There are two lanes, one for left turns or going straight and one for right turns only.  There are maybe 4 cars in the left/straight lane and one in the right turn lane.  However, the one in the right hand turn lane has an Ontario license plate and is being commanded by a Q-tip and his wife.  I can already tell there is going to be trouble because he is not pulled all the way front, he is just sort of sitting there.

He spots that I am behind him and he puts on his right turn signal and inches forward.  Then as he reaches the entrance to the road, he flips on his left turn signal and pulls out.  However he isn’t turning left, he now decides he is going straight.  He pulls right in front of a car coming from the left and then cuts off another vehicle on the other side of the road in the turning lane to make a left.  Never does this geezers head turn left or right he just muddles across two lanes of traffic with cars coming both ways.  It is so f’ing ridiculous.  It’s one thing if these old farts take themselves out via their oblivious driving habits but they put anyone in their path at risk.  So many of the people you see behind the wheel down here look like they couldn’t even wipe their own ass, let alone piloting automobiles. 

It’s coming, weekend walk

I plan to try my jv version of the 300 workout on Monday.  I have no idea how it will be, besides difficult as hell.  I am shooting for doing half of the reps outlined in the article so it will actually only be a 150.  Even so, doing the circuit is going to be extremely tough, if I have it straight in my head it will go like this:

12-13 pullups
25 pushups
25 deadlifts with 135 pounds on a barbell
25 Floor wipers with unknown amount on the barbell
25 box jumps on approximately a 24″ platform
25 one handed clean and presses with 35 pound dumbbell (both sides)
12-13 more pull ups

 Actually if I add that up it works out to 175 total reps.  I have no idea if I will be able to complete the circuit.  This week I tried a few reps of the exercises I never did like the box jumps, the dumbbell clean and press and the floor wipers.  Standing alone they are tough, rolled together back to back to back is going to be brutal I’m sure.  Another guy I talk to at the gym is going to give it a go as well. 

This weekend I want to go to the Seminole State Park to hike around.  Like I said awhile ago, I want to try to work more stuff like that into our weekends to break out of the typical, do housework/chores, then watch movies/tivo/play wow for the majority of what is left of it cycle.   The park is down close to Goodland and supposedly is a quality nature trail.  Hopefully in the near future we are also going to rent kayaks and tool around one of the local waterways.

2 days

The cats were nice enough to allow me two full days until they once again used the carpet as their personal vomiting platform.  As I flicked on the lights I saw the nice little brown pile.  I was surprised to only see one pile.  Normally cat vomit is like a cockroach, there is never just one.  My suspicion turned out to be true when after washing my hair, I spotted a second pile, cleverly place right behind a dog toy in an obvious attempt to hide it’s detection.

I noticed last night that Buttons had an obvious limp as she walked towards the utility room.  I asked Ali if she noticed that before.  She said she didn’t and asked if I wanted to take her to the vet, already knowing my answer.  “Of course not” I shot back.

 Last night the DT Tivo was put to the test as a small portion of American Idol overlapped with Dancing with the Stars.  It worked as advertised and taped both shows without issue.  I came up with a good way to get out of some of Dancing with the Stars.  I told Ali I would take my shower at the beginning of the show and would be done in time to see the end result of who got kicked.  It worked out well, I only saw the last 15-20 minutes of it.

Dancing with the snores

Ugh it is two weeks in and I am already sick of the show.  I am trying to be the good husband and watch it with Ali but sitting through two hours of it is approaching brutal for me.  Yea the stars for the most part are doing a good job but if I am being honest about it, I could care less.  By the time we enter the second hour of the show I am ready for it to end.

I scheduled for our septic tank to be pumped on Friday.  It is one of the things I was waiting for the tax return to hit.  It isn’t that expensive, about 300 bucks.  Since we moved in, in 2001, we have never had the tank pumped and although we aren’t having any apparent issues, we are going to have it done as a preventative measure.

There are a couple other things I was interested in doing with a portion of the return money.  We need to load up on mulch and fix up our landscaped areas.  Much of it has the weed block exposed and looks pretty shabby.  On the same Home Depot trip I would also like to get some more landscape stone as well as some compost and garden soil to refresh the garden area. 

The other thing I want to do is get the van back in the shop to address the braking and non-braking vibration issue as well as the right rear wheel getting hot thing.  Oh, and if I can find one I like, I would like to get a new office chair for my desk.  The one I have has rock hard plastic armrests that make my forearms hurt like hell during extended WoW playing sessions.

I noticed over the weekend how we never received credit for cancelling the extended warranty on the Camry yet so I called and left a message asking what was going on.  When I got home yesterday there was a message on the machine from the girl I dealt with.  She said she wasn’t sure why, but it showed that the warranty still was not cancelled!  My blood pressure instantly spiked and I picked up the phone immediately, ready to unleash some verbal hell to someone.  Ali pointed out it was after 6 so she more than likely wasn’t there.  I hung the phone back up but was bent out of shape about it all night.  It was just one more big f up, piled on top of the others I had with the dealership.  I made sure that I cancelled quickly because it cleared me of any “administration fees”  since it has not been cancelled I ran scenarios of them trying to hit me with that fee and me flipping out in response.

So I called back this morning and got to talk to the girl who cancelled the warranty.  She apologized and was not sure why it had not been cancelled.  She promised to look into and call me back, which she just did a few minutes ago.  She asked if I could fax her my copies of the cancellation form.  She said she contacted the warranty company and they would honor the original cancellation date.  She said it should be all taken care of today.  We will see….

It seems you ALWAYS have to follow up on people/businesses to make sure they do what they say they are going to do.  If I didn’t make the call it would have never been corrected.

All that n more, American Express rip off, ouch

We (I) had a pretty ambitious work schedule lined up.  We got it all done and even threw another large chore on the list.  Even so we had a good amount of leisure time left over.

On Friday when I got home, I sort of expected to be attacked since Ali left a comment on my blog entry regarding my theory that it isn’t easy for me to maintain my weight.  However I was pleasantly surprised that there was no animosity and instead, Ali was in a great mood, one of the best moods I have seen her in in a long time.  It was great.

Saturday morning Ali had to go help work a race.  I stayed home and started on my list.  I changed the oil and filter on both my truck and the tractor.  Both went well except for a small incident I had trying to free the drain bolt on the truck.  After pulling on the wrench mightily, it gave way and my wrist slammed into the surrounding metal, peeling a nice piece of skin off.  The bloody wound didn’t stop me from continuing on.

I did some little things around the yard like trimming back the topiary, hibiscus and bushes along the utility equipment.  I also took the loppers and trimmed back the palms in Nicki’s area and the many dead leaves on the banana trees.

 When Ali got home from the race she was very tired and took a couple hour nap after lunch.  I tried to stay quiet and just goofed on the computer.  I didn’t go to wake her up until around 3.  We called my mom at work and asked her if she wanted to go to dinner with us at Tijuana Flats.  She agreed and we said we would pick her up around 6. 

Well I still wanted to get the bedroom cleanup knocked out so I enlisted a still drowsy Ali to help me get it done.  We pulled most of the furniture away from the walls and swept behind it.  We dusted surfaces that normally wouldn’t see attention any other time of the year and we cleaned out and organized the upper cabinet in our laundry center and the big drawer under our bathroom counter.  Both of these areas were barfing with junk.  We moved through the process quickly and had everything done by 4:30 or so.  It gave us just enough time to clean up and take off to get mom.

Mom wasn’t nuts about going to Tijuana Flats, she isn’t real big into Mexican food.  I was a bit worried that it may be full since it was Saturday night.  It was a pleasant surprise to walk in and see plenty of tables available.   With me getting a beer and mom getting a glass of wine, the bill still was only 25 bucks.  This place rocks.  We all enjoyed our meals, even Mom.  She commented that she would come back again which I was glad to hear.  We dropped mom back off at home and then shot back home.

On Sunday all I had left on my list was to shampoo the carpets.  However, earlier in the weekend Ali mentioned she would like to pressure wash Tuki’s cage and then also pressure wash the shed which was coated with scum on the back and one side that see very little sun.  So I pulled the pressure washer out, hooked it up and Ali went at it.  After she was done with Tuki’s cage, I drug the rig down to the shed.  After showing her how it had to be done, I sort of figured I would see Ali coming inside shortly after starting, asking me to finish it.  Cleaning the shed is not easy.  You have to hold the pressure wand at weird angles and depending on the wind, you can get quite wet while doing it, something Ali hates. (getting wet)  However she stuck it out and did everything she could reach.  While she was doing that, I was doing the preliminary step for shampooing the rug, vacuuming it.

I finished vacuuming and then started the steam cleaner.  Steam cleaning is monotonous.  You have to go much slower than vacuuming because you want to make sure you pull out as much of the solution as possible.  My left shoulder was burning by the time I finished from pushing and pulling motion I repeated several hundred times.  It always amazes me how much dog hair comes up when I run the steam cleaner, even with sweeping immediately before.  The waste water I was dumping was quite dirty so it validated the effort I was putting into it as worthwhile.

As I finished up steam cleaning, Ali finished up what she could do with the shed.  I then moved outside, grabbed the ladder and did the higher parts of the shed and at the last minute decided to go all out and climbed on top of the shed and washed down the roof as well.  I figured all the shit was in place, why not just do it?  Washing on the roof is dangerous.  It’s slippery and steep.  If I let my balance get too far out from my middle I could have easily taken a header from 12 feet high.  I finished up after maybe an hour.

It was barely 1 oclock and we were pretty much done with the chores for the day.  We spent the rest of it doing what we felt like (well Ali worked on the bills too)  Our tax return hit our bank account on Saturday so that was a nice surprise.

Sunday evening we watched Casino Royale, the latest in the James Bond flicks.  This one has a brand new guy playing Bond and he is very good in the part.  He is much more of a bad ass than any prior Bond.  The film is very long but it is filled with tons of action and more double crossing than you could keep track of.  It had a torture scene in it that still makes me cringe. If you asked me to give you an in depth plot review where I was to explain exactly how each character was connected, I would be hard pressed to do so.  It didn’t matter, I found the movie very entertaining. It gets a solid A from me.

Our neighbors left last night for a cruise so we are dog sitting Zoe for the next 5 days.  She is so funny.  The dog is obsessed with food.  She thinks every movement you make could possible be food related.  She watches you like her life depended on it, hoping that every move you make could possibly result in you tossing her a morsel.  You just learn to ignore her but it doesn’t stop her from being your shadow.  Nicki likes to taunt Zoe into playing.  Zoe sometimes obliges but soon tires of it and goes back to staring at us.  It is definitely more work managing two dogs.  Double the potty runs, double the feeding and double the attention.  It’s fun in a way though too.

American express sucks. They are a bunch of rip off artists.  Let me tell you why.  Mom got me a gift card from American express for Christmas.  It is supposed to be the same as cash, use it anywhere.  However unlike a normal gift card where you say, here is 50 bucks, give me a gift card for 50 bucks, American Express charges the purchaser an “activation fee” so they are making money there.  Then if you try to use the card for anything less than the full amount, the fun begins. 

Say you have a 100 dollar gift card and you use it somewhere and use $74.56  on the purchase.  Ok let’s say a month passes and you want to use the remaining $26.44 toward a 50 dollar purchase.  If you simply hand the clerk the card and ask them to run it for whatever the remaining balance is they will be unable to do so. (like you can with normal store gift cards)  You have to know exactly how much is left on the card in order to use it.  If the clerk tries to run it for more than $26.44 it will come back declined instead of approving it for $26.44.  So if you plan to use the card in this manner, it requires you either calling, or going in through their website and finding out the balance.

 Of course American Express realizes this is a pain in the ass for the customer and is in fact banking on it, hoping that this protocol results in millions of dollars left over in gift cards never gets redeemed. And in fact, they have another policy in place to ensure this happens.  If someone tried to use their American Express gift card, had it declined because they didn’t know the exact balance left on it and shoved it back in their wallet, they assume that when they finally do get around to calling the number to get their balance, they will be able to spend it.

Well not if it has been in your wallet for more than a year.  After that period of time American Express starts sucking off an additional two dollars a month as some bullshit fee, like it costs them money somehow.  So on top of the initial fee they charge the purchaser, they make back additional money on the back end from their bullshit policies, in addition to whatever fee they charge the retailer.  It is a crock of shit.  Ironically we have received several pre-approved letters from American Express  over the last few weeks.  Needless to say they went immediately into the shredder.  Bunch of greedy bastards. 

I saw this exercise in Men’s Health that I decided to try at the gym today.  You put two twenty pound dumbbells on the floor, shoulder length apart and assume push up position, perched on the dumbbells.  You do a push up and then when you are at the top of the motion, you raise one of the dumbbells off the floors and pull it up like you are doing a mini-dumbbell row.   It didn’t look too bad but when I went to try it, it was extremely awkward.  I did one set and was only able to do six or seven reps.  You had to have your feet very wide to help counter the torque created by pulling one arm off the ground.  When I went to try a second set, on the very first pull, I felt a sharp pain shoot down the inside of right leg, across the knee so I immediately stopped.  I don’t think I will be trying that one again.  I am still planning on giving the “300” workout a shot next Monday.  God help me….

Weekend work forecast

It feels weird to have a weekend coming up that doesn’t have to do with the sprinkler installation project like the last 5 or 6 of them have.  However I have plenty on my plate to keep me busy.  Enough items that I returned to the infamous list which I wrote up hurriedly last night.

Our March cleaning project is our bedroom, which also includes our bathroom.  It normally isn’t too bad.  We pull the bed and furniture out from the walls and sweep behind them, organize stuff and just clean every surface we can find.  I also want to drag the steam cleaner out of the closet.  With all the animal hair in our house and excrement on the rug, I should steam clean the rugs every month but wind up being lucky to do it two or three times a year.

The truck is due for an oil change and the Camry is dirty as shit, I need to wash it.  The pool filter needs to be rinsed out and I will do my normal scrubbing of the pool sides and let the pool vacuum scoot around. 

 If I bust it, I could get it all done by Saturday afternoon.  The question is how motivated I am come tomorrow morning.

 Ali has been complaining bitterly about her job again.  At times I just try to be quiet and listen, at other times, depending on my mood, I am not quite as understanding.  To me, working four day weeks with three day weekends sounds pretty awesome.  Plus she gets to take Nicki to work with her everyday which is unheard of. She gets paid decent money.  However dealing with some of the dolts at her facility stresses her out very easily.

Ali’s ideal situation is for her to just quit.  I told her many times she can quit but we are not in a position as of now where she can not do something to bring in some income.  So I did some digging around yesterday and found a website that was all about working from home, www.wahm.com  I was surprised to see just how many people were working from home and how many different ways it could be accomplished.  Anyway, I sent Ali a bunch of links to go look at.  I told her that one thing is for sure, if she continues to complain about her job but does nothing to look for an alternative, she can guarantee that nothing will change.  We will see what happens.  If we sold our two lots in Lehigh it would take a lot of financial pressure off and allow Ali to make significantly less income without significantly affecting our quality of life.

As I mentioned at the top, the sprinkler project is done, however I am still tweaking the watering schedule.  After doing some reading, I concluded that the the single 25 minute cycle I was putting the rotary sprinkler zones on was not enough.  Rotary sprinklers take roughly 3 hours to deliver one inch of water, running them a total of 40 minutes a week meant I would not be delivering enough water to keep the landscape very happy.  So I adjusted the schedule to do two cycles each time it runs, half hour per cycle.  This way the rotary zones will be running a total of 2 hours a week and that will deliver roughly 2/3 of an inch of water, which should work out much better.  With 6 zones, I have to start watering very early in the morning.  It now all kicks off at 4:30 am.

74 carbs

That is the amount of carbs in a packet of Pop Tarts, along with 400 calories.  Pop Tarts are one of the few total garbage foods that I still consume.  Ali sometimes will make a comment about how it is easy for me to be thin.   Every time she says that, it annoys me. 

I used to eat horribly for my first 30 years on the planet.  And for the most part it didn’t affect me.  Well there was a period of time during my first marriage that I joined in so much with the gluttony that my in-laws practiced that I ballooned up to a very doughy 210 pounds.  My wake up call came when during a vacation at the shore, I did one of those silly things where they take your picture and then super impose it on a magazine cover.  My pose was shirtless, with me making a muscle.  When I saw the end result, I was sickened by the love handles that were popping out of the picture and burning holes in my eyes.  I looked like I had a layer of jello under my skin.  That was the start of it.  I became more concerned about what I was eating and the amount of it.  Unfortunately, my ex-wife and her family never had such a revelation and continued on with their gluttony and that issue was one that drove a huge wedge into the relationship.

Anyway, the changes I made back then were minor, as I hit 30 I slowly made more changes.  I used to go to the gym 2 to 3 times a week, and looking back, my workouts were very limited in comparison to today.  I used to do the exact same thing week in and week out, not knowing that the repetition leads to diminishing returns.  I still didn’t eat great, I just tried to eat less.

As my thirties have progressed, I slowly have cut out things from my diet, I started reading nutrition labels and I started eating a lot of frozen meals that made portion control automatic.  I used to have applesauce with nearly every meal.  I would open the lid and pour a big pile of it on my plate.  Applesauce was a condiment for me.  It went with everything.  Applesauce and steak? No problem.  Applesauce and spaghetti? Yep did that too.  Applesauce and macaroni and cheese? The nearly perfect dish.  However one day I just quit cold turkey.  I identified apple sauce as totally empty calories, basically a soppy pile of sugar.  I haven’t had apple sauce for years.

I always have had a sweet tooth, I was a big cookie guy (still am)  Oreos (especially double stuffs) and Chips Ahoy used to be a regular grocery trip staple.  That changed too.  I went from Double Stuffs to regular Oreos.  I went from regular Oreos to the reduced fat Oreos that were much drier and less satisfying.  Then I eventually cut cookies out.  Instead for desert I have something like a Zone Bar that still is sweet but also has protein and other nutritional value to it.  Instead of drinking regular soda or Chocolate Ahhh with meals, I became accustomed to diet soda and nowadays I normally just have a glass of ice water with my dinner.

My workout routine changed greatly, especially when I moved to Florida.  My buddy that I work with is pretty huge and was close to body builder size.  When we first moved here, I used to work out with him at Gold’s Gym, doing so opened my eyes to the flaws of my exercise routine.  I learned to mix up my routine every week, keeping my body in constant guessing game.  I went from working out 2 or 3 days a week to working out 4 or 5 times a week.  I concentrated on what I was doing and for the most part tried to increase the intensity of what I was doing. 

The end result of my decade long effort has been maintaining my body weight right around the 190 mark.  A few times when I was on a kick to really lean out I was close to 180.  The few times I dabbled with creatine my weight inched across 200 but that was more muscle than fat. 

So what is the point of this lengthy rap?  Oh yea, when Ali tells me it is easy for me to be thin I get annoyed.  I suppose keeping my weight constant has nothing to do with working out 5 days a week and vastly modifying my eating habits.  It’s not rocket science, just motivation and a bit of hard work.  

Tinkering, cross wired

The more I tinker with Vista at home, the more I like it.  Yesterday I was reading about a feature in Vista that can utilize inexpensive flash ram to act like additional system ram.  It is called ReadyBoost.  You can use USB drives or SD cards to do this as long as they are fast enough.  So last night when I got home I slapped in a spare 2 gig SD card I have.  A dialogue box opens asking what I wanted to do with it, one of the options being “Make my computer faster”  You tell Vista how much of the card you want to allocate for ReadyBoost and you are done.  Pretty damn sweet.

Vista also incorporates Shadow Copies like Windows Server 2003 does.  Shadow copy automatically makes copies of older versions of files as they change so if you accidentally modified a file and you want to go back to an older version of it, you can.  There are ton of new features in Vista I have only started to scratch the surface of.

My brain has always been wired in a weird way.  One prime example of it is my whacked out, pseudo ambidextrous abilities.  I am not strictly left or right handed, it varies.  I throw, bat, shoot a basketball, golf and bowl left handed.  I write, eat, play tennis and kick right handed/footed.  It’s very odd.  I am physically incapable of just closing my right eye while leaving the left one open.  I can close the left one, with the right one open but that is it.  Same thing if I try to raise eyebrows independently although it is reversed.  I can raise the right eyebrow by itself, but not the left.  I figure the same weird wiring is tied into how my words get scrambled on a regular basis.  It’s crazy.

For some odd reason, after my rant about the cats and their vet trip, I actually decided to follow through on the medicine for Buttons gingivitis treatment.  The treatment involves giving her 2 cc of this stuff, orally once a day for 10 days straight. It is physically impossible to administer liquid medication to a cat with one person.  Hell we don’t even do a decent job with two people.  Here is how it goes, I corral the cat and carry her over to the sofa.  She immediately starts meowing with disapproval, knowing whatever is going to happen isn’t good.  Ali fills the syringe with the junk and sits to my right on the sofa.  I administer an iron tight death grip on the cat, trying to keep her head and body still.  Then Ali attempts to pry the mouth open while injecting the liquid.  As soon as we start, the cat resists mightily, making horrible noises and acting like we were pouring battery acid in her mouth.  As hard as I am holding her, she still manages to squirm around a bit.  Her favorite technique is to push into my stomach with her back feet, which still have claws.  I have various battle wounds from her efforts.  Ali does the best she can to get the medicine down her throat but the cat makes no effort to swallow, with much of it just running out of her mouth onto me and her fur.  We are lucky if she actually gets half of the dosage.  Oh well, we are trying. Stupid cats.