Don’t labor too much.
Alright I am out of here I have a football draft to attend.
Don’t labor too much.
Alright I am out of here I have a football draft to attend.
I had a good workout this morning and heard many in the locker room angry and disappointed with McCain’s running mate.
It’s going to be a good Friday.
Who in the hell are you people doing at the Qwest lab?
This morning I had to go and get some blood drawn. Stupid thyroid. Now I get up at 4:50 AM each morning, so that was not the problem. My problem was that when I pulled up at 5:15AM, I knew I was screwed. It seems everyone and their mothers needed to be at that testing center, at that hour, on the days I roll in. When I did walk in and took my seat, to read all those wonderful outdated Road and Track magazines (Hmmm the Ford Pinto might be the next big thing). I sat in there for an hour, to do something that took less than 3 minutes to deal with. Two of those minutes were sent having the person look at my insurance card and my order. So it makes ask what the hell are you people doing back there? Maybe I shouldn’t ask that question, since we are talking about a place that collects bodily fluids to be tested. Also people have you insurance stuff in order. I did not come here to hear about your stupidity.
Thankfully I was able to get out of there with enough time before noon, and able to get to the gym and get a workout in, so I am not going to go find a bell tower later.
Well, I am just trying to dig out of mound of work I missed while being at an off site workshop.
It was an uneventful field trip. I had to drive out to a hospital in San Bernadino for said workshop.
This little sojourn only sucked on a couple of fronts:
It was in San Bernadino.
It was in San Bernadino in August.
Having to take and hour and a half to drive to San Bernadino.
It was stupid hot and when I got to the hospital I could not find any covered parking so getting into the car that was baking from 9AM was a joy.
Had to fight myself when I got to the I-15 Interchange not to want to say “F it I am off to Vegas”. Had to repeat at the 215 Interchange as well.
Did I mention it was in San Bernadino?
(Note I would like to take the time to apologize to any or all of you who make the Inland Empire your home for my elitist attitude. Look I mean no harm and I know that things can’t be as horrible as I make it since I have not lived there, but since I am not going to take up meth, grow a mullet or get a SeaDoo, I will never know.)
On the plus side:
My work day was done at 3:00 PM
Sure the material discussed was a bit dry, but it not a total waste of time. Interesting to hear from people at different hospitals.
I got to drive the BMW, which made the not taking the I-15 North even tougher. I could have been in Vegas by Noon damn it. Never the less I had a good time driving that car.
So there is a recap of something all of you could care less about.
So how is that fence going?
Hey Mr. Chertoff what’s you gut telling you now? Hey why listen to people who may know about the effects of that kind of fences would have if there was a weather event. They don’t know what is best, but then this is probably all Obama’s fault anyway. That it was his high taxes causing all the mischef.
I hate to say, but I have let my guard down on Bush the past few months. I must have G.W. Fatigue, since I just thought all he and his cronies were doing was playing out the string. Then I see a story like this, and I remind myself, this administration can still do a ton of damage from now until January 20th, that is we have elections, whoops sorry I got a little too conspiratorial there.
Right now it makes me look to Denver and ask two things.
1. Will the Broncos defense improve enough to get back to the playoffs . . . sorry reflex. But I send out this plead that the convention goes smoothly. The G.O.P is licking it’s lips over this possible Obama/Clinton alley fight. If it gets ugly then the G.O.P. will play it up like 1968 lite. Look I understand there maybe some issues to smooth out, do it behind close doors and do what is going to be best for country. Also let us not have another Jimmy Carter/Ted Kennedy 1980 moment where it looked like Ted was only out there because he was forced at gun point.
2. That when the convention is over Obama get that momentum back? Not just a temporary bounce from the convention but real momentum and get back some ground in the battleground states. He needs to get back to hammering away at McCain and what will be a continuation of the wonderfulness that is G.W. We need to keep this country from going through another two, three maybe four years, depending on if McCain wants to go after Iran, Russia and probably China.
Okay enough of my nonsense, back to the grind.
Well not much get past you Mr. Bernanke. What was the tip off? Oil at $140, financial institutions needing bailing out, a flood of foreclosures or was it the plague of locus.
Hey remember back a few post when I said,
Hey I spent a week on a horse – actually got back from that trip two weeks ago.
I swear I will put the Snapfish link when my wife is done. But we spent a week
in Bridgeport CA at a place called Hunewill Ranch. So now I can say I have
punched some doggies.
Well I finally broke down and scooped up the pics from our trip, we have been busy and Snapfish can go try to fornicate with itself. I still marvel that I made the trip and I did not injury myself or get eaten by wolves. I am not great in nature, or as Ma Boski succinctly put when I told her I was going to go to Yosemite with some friends over Spring Break. She said,
“Boski, we are just not an outdoor people.”
It seems that the Boski clan took to domestication quite quickly when arriving from Ireland. So just think of me a house cat that blogs poorly. Any way the trip went well, I stayed on my horse the entire time. So please sit back and enjoy some nice photos (taken by the Better Half) with some questionable content (me)
Here is a shot of room. Rustic, but nice. It had a giant closet that we essentially turned into our ” Tack Room”.
Here is a shot of the lodging of our friends and the view we got to see everyday. Not too shabby.
Here is yours truly riding the plains. I knew all those quarters spent outside the Supermarket would pay off.
Here is another glimpse of the majestic Eastern Sierras. If you go West, but do not “Go West” since you don’t want to close your eyes. (I am sorry for the bad 80’s reference there, I can’t help it.) Wait where was I? But if you go over the mountains you are on the backside of Yosemite.
Ah here are some doggies that we punched, okay we did not punch them, but these are a couple of bulls that my wife and some of the advanced riders got to herd.
Here is nice shot from the barn, looking out over the pastures.
Look some dork on a hay ride.
Here I am dragging up the rear on the breakfast ride. Even though this was day four I was still looking for the radio dial. Also embarrassingly enough I rode the whole week with my left turn signal on.
On the day five they packed some of us up and drove out to a spot called Twin Lakes. I was hoping Twin Peaks, I have always wanted to meet the Log Lady, sadly it was not. What was not sad was the ride through Toiyabe National Forest and the Hoover Wilderness .
From the lake we gained a good bit of elevation as we traversed some steep switchbacks and through the beautiful flora. Damn it was a long ride. Beautiful, but long.
It was all worth it when we reached our destination, Barney Lake.
Not too shabby huh.
Like Randy from “A Christmas Story” I laid their like a slug, it was my only defense. No it was nice being able to stretch out.
A smile to scare off any wildlife.
After lunch took a shot with my trust steed. God bless Redman, he was a trooper putting up with me. Also to answer any questions this horse was not high at all during the week.
Well it was time finally to go, here I am giving Redman a farewell carrot, after our last afternoon ride. I think it almost looked like I knew what I was doing.
Soon after the carrot and the saddle came off, he bolted for the safety of the pasture and the start of his weekend.
The only thing that really sucked about the trip was just right after this, we were enjoying the farewell dinner. About halfway through I quickly felt awful. It was like I was coming down with either Dengue Fever, dropsy or something. It ended up just being a cold, however a cold and stuffy head at altitude sucks. My wife dealt with it coming up and now here I was bring it back down the mountain. Great. Never the less I highly recommend the experience. We will definitely do it again sometime in the future.