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Because You Can

I was taking my lunch break today out in the truck and a lady pulled up beside me and went into the store. Nice blue Hummer.

She came back out and opened her hood. I didn’t notice that until I got out and I asked if she needed help. She said, β€œNo, thank you I’ve got it.”

I had to go around that side of the truck to roll up my passenger side window and noticed, she most definitely didn’t have it.

She was using one of those small jump boxes. The battery was dead. But that wasn’t the problem.

Not the actual battery. It was worse.

One of her posts on her battery was covered in corrosion. The buildup was keeping her from starting her truck.

It was so bad I was chipping chunks off with my knife. Luckily I keep tools in the toolbox (irony?) and I was drinking a Pepsi with my lunch. A soda like that is great for cleaning that buildup off.

I cleaned it up and put the new battery in she’d purchased. I explained she should try to charge the old one and see if it was still good. I also explained dielectric grease to her.

IF you’re a guy and your lady is out here with a nice ride like that in that condition, you need to find your dad or some other man to teach you how to take care of not only your vehicle but your woman. That’s the rare PSA you’ll see in this blog.

I know they’re strong and independent, but neither of those traits will help her if she’s stranded in a Walmart parking lot at a loss for what to do.

I’m so glad my dad taught me enough simple things under the hood to get me going to where I can fix my own truck now.

Always help people. Not just because it’s a good or right thing to do. Just because you can.

That’s it. That’s the post.


The Weekend Is Coming

The weekend is coming, and it’s going to be the rare long one. I’m seriously considering getting the family up on Saturday and taking a day trip up to the BRP.

Bridal Veil Falls

I checked the card on one of my cameras and found this video of Bridal Veil Falls. I was thinking about the mountains today before doing that.

I news the cool air. I need to stand on a mountain.

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Sam: Day Out Pt. 2

I guess this is an extension to what I write every day. It’s personal without being personal. I don’t know if that makes sense. This is my outlet. Just trying to catch any new followers up with what this is about.

Knowing I had to go pick up those packages yesterday, I did some prior proper planning and asked my don, Sam, if he wanted to ride with me several days before. Rock Hill means one thing to him, Joe’s Classic Video Games.

No guy’s day out is perfect without fire and smoke.

My son is an avid collector of video games. It’s his passion if a twelve-year-old can have a passion. He collects older consoles as well. His oldest one being a Nintendo Game Cube (that will probably make a few who read this feel old.) The Game Cube is ancient tech to him.

So we rode together yesterday and were gone half the day. It was great!

Wearing an Arby’s shirt, eating at Hardee’s, wishing he was at Chick-Fil-A.

When it’s just me and him we can just be guys. I’ve missed a lot of his school stuff this year. Awards, performances, Beta Club induction to name a few and this saddens me.

We talked about it a couple of nights ago, and he understands. But he shouldn’t have to. I should be there. Always.

One day he’ll be too big for my towel but not yet. Cold in the truck and it’s what I had. Always carry a towel. πŸ˜‰

Today is Sunday. We’ve rested and are preparing for another week.

Knives sharpened, nails trimmed (I consider them tools and weapons), and neat. Packed out the EDC bag. I probably carry too much but…

If you stay ready you don’t have to get ready.

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7P: Day Out Pt. 1

I’ve been working since Sunday. Today I had to drive to Rock Hill, SC (an hour and some change away) to pick up some packages for a couple of activities that needed completing this week.

Someone at home office didn’t plan well enough.

I’m one man with four stores. These four stores are spread over a reasonably wide area. One is only thirty minutes from home. The other three are an hour plus driving time from me. The FedEx location I was picking up the packages from is forty-five minutes in the opposite direction on the other side of the store closest to me.

Add to this that our work schedules were packed out entirely this week.

You see my problem?

Proper Prior Planning Prevents Piss Poor Performance.

At least a nearly fifty-six-hour work week is over.

I’m not complaining. It’s good money. We need support in the field and proper planning, though.

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She did well last night: some chills but no fever. Understandably sore. She taking a round of steroids to help counteract the effects of the shot.

I’m relieved.

She’s most of my world, you see. Sure there are the kids. I would continue. But I’d be lost without her.

πš‚πš‘πšŽ πšπš˜πšŽπšœπš—β€™πš πš›πšŽπšŠπš πš–πš’ πš“πš˜πšžπš›πš—πšŠπš• πš˜πš› πšπš‘πš’πšœ πš‹πš•πš˜πš 𝚜𝚘 πš—πš˜ πšπšŽπšŠπš› 𝚘𝚏 πš‘πšŽπš› πšπšŽπšπšπš’πš—πš 𝚊 πš‹πš’πš πš‘πšŽπšŠπš.

She may never see this.

We’re watching Morbius tonight. I’m enjoying it. I love the second string (?) characters getting their screen time. There are so many stories to tell in the Marvel and DC universes.


I’m out with Sam in the morning. I have to pick up some packages for work, but I’m making it a day out for him and me. It’s been a while. Looks like we’re headed to Joe’s.

Who knows where else?

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Mags took her booster shot today for the Covid vaccine. A requirement to keep her job.

This troubles me, of course.

B, although he had significant health problems, took the jab, and it was a heart attack that took him. D, another person close to me, also took the jab. He had a heart attack about two weeks ago.


It reached 97Β°-99Β° here today. I watched a lot of people walking around in masks in the heat. I can’t help but think what fools these people are. This push for fear seems to be contributing to mental illness or, at the very least, preys upon the minds of the weak.

At least they’re easy to spot now.

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It’s getting hot here in the afternoons. For me it’s uncomfortably warm. Summer is coming. I like the cooler weather.

I took this one morning last September on the way to work. I don’t want to wish my time away, but I already want the cooler weather.

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Pile It On

I started early this week working on Sunday. Today the scheduler piled more activities on my already packed schedule, and I know this can’t continue. I can’t continue doing it. Something has to give.

And it looks like something is trying to. I have more small problems with this truck, and it’s only love that’s keeping us together. I think there’s a song about that.


I think it’s a short or possibly a bad fuse. Hopefully, nothing more difficult. But the K.I.S.S. (keep it simple stupid) method is best. Start at the easy end and work your way to more complex.

It seems to have corrected itself for now, and nothing else seems wrong. No leaks. The oil level is good. The temp is good.

Probably nothing. Maybe something.

Bruce is old and temperamental. Hence the name.

It’s just one more thing in an already hectic week.

Pile it on.

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I don’t kike going to places where the employees and management are at odds. I have a stop like that, and you can feel the tension in the air. You can taste it.

Add onto that certain other tensions, and it’s not a pleasant working environment.

I keep my head down and roll on. I have friends at this store. I feel for them.

Tomorrow I get to visit my two favorite stores and some of my favorite people. Work sucks but you make it fun, and you’ll have fun.

I’m going to focus on that.

Short tonight but that was on my mind.

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