On a Favorite “Pet Peeve”…

Political correctness is a doctrine which holds forth the proposition that it is entirely possible to pick up a turd by the clean end.
May 142012
 

Something of a rough weekend.  Kidney problems (and bladder); enough said.

Sunday was mothers day.  I love the whole concept of motherhood.  I love my mom and I love my wife for being the mother of my children.  The best Mothers day ‘blessing’ was not in church but what I heard during the final ‘around the table’ scene on Blue Bloods this past Friday.  That was a Hallmark moment and should be preserved as the way to do ‘it’.

I have lost weight (46#s since late December) and I do feel good (most of the time).  Here was this mornings routine:

  1. Lat Pull-down 2 sets, fifteen reps 115#
  2. Seated row, 3 sets, fifteen reps (three hand positions) 100#
  3. Chest Press 2 sets, fifteen reps (two hand positions) 85#
  4. Pec-fly 2 sets, fifteen reps 75#
  5. Shoulder press 2 sets, fifteen reps 85#
  6. Lateral raise 2 sets, fifteen reps 55#
  7. Bicep curl 2sets, fifteen reps 65#
  8. Seated dip, 2 sets, fifteen reps 120#
  9. Abdominal 2 sets fifteen reps 105#
  10. Leg press 2 sets, fifteen reps 155#
  11. Leg curl 2 sets, fifteen reps 75#
  12. Leg extension 2 sets, fifteen reps 75#
  13. Hip adduction 2 sets, fifteen reps 235#
  14. Hip abduction 2 sets, fifteen reps 235#
  15. 20 minutes stair-master, 4 ‘laps’ on level 1, 3 ‘laps’ on level 2. 700+ (pairs of) steps, 45+ floors.

I was in the gym about 90 minutes.  I’m still rebuilding after a strain in my left leg, so the leg numbers are 70-75% of age based averages.  Everything else is 85-105% age based average for one set of 8-12 reps.  The plan is to build the stair stepping to 30 minutes at level 3 or greater and then increase all weights to 100+% of age based average while maintaining the 3 or more times average–total rep count.  I added 2 minutes 30 seconds to the stepping machine since last Friday.  I should be at the 30 minute mark mid-week, next week.  Tomorrow I will add back in the 11.5 mile bike trike ride on alternate days.

That birthday goal is looming on the horizon; its time to buckle down and work.

 Posted by at 9:37 am
May 082012
 

My phone is also a GPS.  And an email client and oh so much more.  I can play games, get fit, take a photo, plan my day.  It’s made my life an open book!

EXCEPT FOR THE ANSWERING MACHINE.

There I can have only one outgoing message.  It’s either something I concoct that will probably be silly and boring or the standard providers message.

Seeing as the phone now goes with me any and everywhere I go why shouldn’t my answering machine keep pace?

I should be able to select from several messages: “I’m working, boss says I can’t talk”, “I’m in church and I should be praying (for you probably)”, “I’m eating and mother said don’t talk with your mouth full”.  And so on and so forth; you get the drift.

I probably shouldn’t be a random message but then again that might be humorous, perhaps hysterically so.  Imagine it saying something like “I’m on the throne and the smell is making me gag.”, I’m taking a shower, imagine me naked”, I’m having sex with _______, call back in 3 minutes”.

Sound like fun, huh?!!  I think so.

 Posted by at 8:56 am
May 032012
 

The dog door bell goes off.

After 20 or so seconds it’s obvious that someone is really at the door.  I get up from the chair to look through the window but the sunlight is causing a glare that I cannot penetrate; damn, I actually got to go to the door.

Shuffle shuffle and I see a door to door.  He’s got a badge on a neck lanyard, hat with a logo and a clipboard with some official looking forms.  I venture on to te porch and shoo the dog back indoors.

It’s a remodel man and once I open the door his mouth kicks into high overdrive.  They do what I think they do and what the advertise but oh so much more.  On and on goes the pitch: tey do this and that and the other thing.  Wow, they must be supermen!

One I get an opening I say “no, Thank you.  And were off into the second level a bit more forceful.  His boss wants this and that and if they could just give me an estimate, free he’ll get things going…

Once again I say “no”.

He says he just ‘needs to put a quick number in my head’ (paraphrase).  Again I say “no” and add “it wouldn’t matter I cannot afford it”.

Third level.  The boss will be disappointed, they can deal, just a quick peek and …

Final no: I shut the door and turn 45 degrees to the left.  That Springfield IWB appends the exclamation point.

Should be a quiet night.

May 032012
 

The process of locking down all commentary, tracking and pinging native capabilities is complete.  Private email is void of any spam for the first time in months.  It’s still too much commercial advertisement but at least its well constructed and coming from companies with which I have actually done business.  Now what can I find to complain about??

Probably nothing.

Listening to Rusty’s Raiders on the radio, well more like I listening to KF5DTS Brian and K5TCU Paul shoot the breeze about just everything that pops into their mind.  Mostly public service events.

That’s a subject that needs a lot of talking about.  Actually it’s one of my shelved projects.  The gist is that Hams by virtual mostly of their advanced ages bring a huge wealth of life experience to a group who wishes they had half as much knowledge.  Yet, they universally refuse to ask or accept such experiential knowledge for a variety of reasons.

Of course that same situation applies to hams and the various government agencies they serve through programs like ARES and RACES.  Talking is something that comes naturally to most amateurs.  Making friends and making connections and network go hand in hand.  The Federal government has codified the process into a series of online courses.  I spent nearly 45 minutes one day attempting to work  y way through the first course in the series.  Mostly it said ‘how great such a system would be and how beneficial it was that the federal government had stepped in to formalize the process.  Typical government bureaucracy patting its collective self on the back.  I do need to go back and do the course but good golly what a lot of BS to wade through to get a handful of information.

Well, let’s go start the day…

 Posted by at 9:21 am
May 012012
 

Early in the development of this site (and others running parallel track from my mind), I thought allowing commentary, links and reverse navigation back to this (and the other) site(s) would be fun, possibly informative and perhaps even useful.

Poppycock!

An endless steam of meaningless comments forwarded to my regular email account has been the actual result.  Many comment text bodies are nothing but word soup, users that developed are really spam artists or linkages to spam bots-more unwanted content.

All that is now turned off in every blog entry and on every page of the site.  It will stay that way for the foreseeable future. I do care about your thoughts, those of you that are actually reading/viewing the content at my sites through real human eyes.  So far I don’t have one completely believable comment from such a person.  Once I re-evaluate I will provide some form of contact capability.  Until then follow some advice I gave previously: rent your own space from a reputable hosting service.  Write your own blog.

 

 

Mar 282012
 

Life is good.

The political scene stinks, the economy is garbage and too damn many people think my opinion matters-matters enough that they should call me six to eight times a day to hear whats on my mind.  BS!

Oh, now I remember.  I’ve stopped writing posts that allow comments.  Maybe I’ve already covered this topic but I’ve also started to re-edit older posts so as to disable comments.  I don’t care what you think!

No that’s not true, I do care.  So buy a hosting plan and make your own blog so I can read your wonderful prose.

Actually, I just got completely tired of being spammed by foolish commentary and great offers.  If I want to further improve my traffic, my content or my life I will figure the best strategy without anyone’s  help.  Been doing that most of my life and aim to continue.

The gym and the trike are making a new man out of me.  That and a lot of sweat and grunting.  Hey, no pain , no pain or some such nonsense.

Back soon…

 

 Posted by at 4:17 pm
Jan 232012
 

You know why I don’t make more entries to this or the other blogs?

All the crap and corruption that finds it place to sit right in front of my keyboard!

It started falling down late last night and continued into this morning.  I just scooped-up the last few things and tossed them onto another table.  So there.  That’s that and all that.

Time for breakfast.

 

 Posted by at 10:13 am

I Guess…

 Business  Comments Off
Jan 122012
 

I need to cycle these blogs from time to time-more often than I have.  This one took about 8 minutes to reach a point where I could make this post–updates, comments to trash and just good old fashion network delay and server lethargy.  Yep, back to that problem and it sucks.

I’m now sitting here just spilling my guts, trying to remember what it was that I wanted to ‘pop-off’ about today.

Well, it’s not coming back to me…

Yes it is.

I need to make some lists.  Lists instead of resolutions–the new year thing.

One about exercise.  another about hobbies including this and the other blogs, one about supplying the other hobbies to the point of making at least one of them a commercial enterprise.

Naw,  I’ll just go get my hair cut for now.

Be back soon!

 

 Posted by at 12:53 pm
Nov 232011
 

I hate ‘active listening’.  It’s nothing more than repeated off-topic interruption in the simplest of cases.  In the worst case it’s more corporate propaganda spew.

Here is the situation:  I’m with a friend, call him Steve.  I say to Steve, “I went on a 12 mile bike ride today.”

If Steve is listening for conversational purposes, he replies, “Twelve  miles, that a good distance.  Where did you go?”

On the other hand if Steve is “actively listening” he replies, “Cool, I rode 8 miles last week.”

Notice the subtle change in topics: my ride versus his ride.  Steve isn’t thinking about my ride and he hasn’t been since about halfway through my initial statement.  He could have easily said, “I’ve got a wart on my butt.”  The topic was me and my ride of twelve miles and Steve should have stayed on that subject if he was interested in a conversation with me.  Steve isn’t playing one-up-manship; he isn’t interested in me, my 12 mile ride or anything I say.

Feel the hate?

Now the third part: propaganda spew.  Same setup, same first statement.  Steve replies, “We’ve got nice bikes back in sporting goods.”

Why should I care, I’ve got a perfectly good bike that is tested at twelve miles.

Here’s the moral: listen to the listener.  If they stay on topic you have a conversation.  If they switch topics to themselves and their stuff, they are actively listening.  This means they are NOT actually listening or interested in conversing at all.  Bow out gracefully and go have a beer, you’ll have more fun.

If they deliver the corporate spew don’t actually expect them to know where tire patching tools or materials are located, they are probably a manager.  Mumble something like “guess I’ll go look in sporting goods.”  Then find the low level clerk that actually works that department and get thier help finding the patching kits.

 Posted by at 11:52 pm