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The End?

I’ve been going through my social media connections, looking at the negativity and positivity lately.

I’ve made friends with some fantastic people. People that are level-headed, secure, and funny. Encouraging people.

People that I want in my life. People that I want to associate with and have in my life.

The negative folk I’m starting to mute and unfollow.

There’s too much negativity in the world already. Why make more of it? Why participate in it?

Do one positive thing a day.

Post one positive thing a day.

Make the world better in some small insignificant way.

Little things add up.

That’s it. That’s the post.



We’re remodeling the bathroom.


We’re getting it done over the weekend.

Paint. Lights. Trim. Removing a large mirror and installing a smaller mirror/medicine cabinet.

Our master bath isn’t huge. Simple house. Storage is at a premium.

Yes. The medicine cabinet is a surface mount.

I’m not insane.


I told my boss.

He said, β€œGood luck! At least if you’re divorced Monday you can work more hours.”

He’s not wrong. I’ll need the extra money then.

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Ramming The Wall

7:00 AM Monday

I usually don’t hit the wall till Wednesday. That’s when most folks hit it. This week it’s coming straight at me. I’m not going to swerve left or right. I’ll just hit it head-on. Maybe the airbags will work.

And BAM! (Call 911.)

A perfect example of β€œIf you don’t know how to do it ask”.

This is something my company does every week. We reset the digital game cards. The mod is simple. Really hard to mess up, but the right person came along. So now it’s double work. Is this efficient? No. No, it’s not. So I get to reset the reset. (911: What’s your emergency?)

It’s a thick week with some significant activities from some big customers. Reset weeks are a hassle, especially if you’re running pretty much alone. I work with my stores and associates as much as possible. (What happened? I don’t even think he slowed down, as a matter of fact, I believe he accelerated.)

If people would just be more organized and look at their week ahead of time things would be much smoother. I’m already planning on Saturday. In my head. (Get the crash cart. We’re losing him.)

Three hours in and I’m taking a break. I’m disgusted already at 10:00 AM on a Monday.

This job isn’t hard if you follow direction. I know some have to learn, but most won’t. They’re too hard-headed to teach. They always know what the deal is. The deal changesβ€”every week. (Wait…)

(We got a steady pulse. Something must have clicked.)

Oh, something clicked long ago. You really can’t depend on people in a retail work environment. It used to be that you could depend on people to do their job. If that happened then I could get my job done.

I know many of you are seeing this new influx of people, not depending on age, that think they’re worth way more than they are. That they are supposed to get what they haven’t earned.

It ain’t just me.

(He’ll make it but there will be scars…)

It’s 5:13 PM. I’m going to lay work down for the day and have time with my family. If you read this it’s just me venting.

This is my spot. I’ll do what I want. 😏

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And Done

I’m writing this to myself from Sunday night, hoping that I’ll be alive at the end of the week. 😏

It’s going to be a tough oneβ€”several large projects to complete. I would love to have some permanent help.

I ended up in the middle of a perfectly wholesome thread about dishes this afternoon.

This is my plate, there are others like it, but this one is mine.

I have a certain plate at home I like to eat from. I know that’s probably weird. My wife has one that’s matching. She brought one from her home and I brought one from mine. I look for this pattern from this maker at Goodwill stores and second-hand stores. I know this one will break one day.

I finished Moon Man by Bart Sibrel today. It’s a book about the moon landing and the conspiracy theories around that part of America’s history. Did we land on the moon?

I’m am leaning towards maybe not. But that’s because I don’t trust much of what the government has to say anymore. I’ve watched over the past couple of decades. I’ve listened. And almost too late, I have learned.

In the last chapter, Bart writes about how we can fix the problems we have now. Here is a part that hit me.

While we’re on the subject of a lottery system, the constitution, and overhauling the corrupt federal government, a look at this world’s very first democracy is in order. It was founded in Greece about two thousand five hundred years ago. Take a wild guess as to how their leaders were selected. It was an incredibly fair system, which had an amazing built-in safeguard against systemic corruption. The representatives of their legislatures were chosen by lottery, just like a jury of your peers. If we allow the life or death decision of a capital crime to be decided by people who are chosen by lottery, then I think the decision as to whether or not put the label β€œContains GMOs” on a bottle of ketchup can be decided in the same manner. Without elections, there is no corrupt influence of them, no corrupt favors to pay back for corrupt money given to corrupt people to win them, and no millions of hours of time and billions of dollars wasted to conduct them, all of which will be much better spent benefiting the public directly.

I have to admit that I read half if the book and listened to the audiobook all the way throughβ€”both were great experiences. I spend a lot of time on the road and I wear my ears out while I’m doing it.

Here comes Monday. Stay focused. Stay positive.

That’s it. That’s the post.


Saturday Project 1

Well, I say 1. There may not be another today. I dunno.

The lights in the kitchen were old fluorescent setups. Bulbs kept burning out. I finally got tired of it. Probably bad ballast. The fixtures are over twenty years old.

Last night after she got home from work, we took off for Home Depot. I wanted to find a light to replace the one in the kitchen. I was thinking LED, and I asked her to go along because if she ain’t happy, I ain’t gonna be happy. Ever. I’ll be reminded of it every time I flip that switch. And I do several times a day.

It wasn’t hard to replace this, but it’s not an everyday thing for me. I’m not saying that electrical work is easy, no far from it. There’s a reason those guys and gals are licensed. But I’ve done electrical work around the house and here and there at work. Work-wise I’d be better suited to rearranging the pantry due to being a merchandiser. 😏

Uncle Sam taught me a little about a lot of things. Some of those things, most of those things, would kill you. There was a lot of carpentry, plumbing, electrical, etc. in those teachings.

So I have to say…

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The Camera You Have With You

Turtles getting some sun. Taken with my Canon.

I packed β€œthe real camera” up last night and took it with me today. I have a DSLR and various lenses. I don’t have as much time to go out and play with it as I used to.

The Drowned World. Also taken with my Canon.

The pic above is a little bridge that used to be over a little creek. Hurricane Michael shook things up a bit, and now that little area is a small pond. It’s off the road but with a long lens and a quick stop, and I got it without too much trouble.

They say the best camera you have is the one you have with you, and that’s true.

Taken with my iPhone 12 Pro Max

The pic above was taken with my iPhone. Just a quick one-off. Lucky. I couldn’t have done that shot with my DSLR. Not in that moment.

I probably took twenty shots of the turtles. I took five to ten shots of the bridge.

The one of the cat, Geisel, was one shot.

Yep. The best camera you have is the one you have with you. Sometimes, most of the time, it isn’t about equipment. It’s just you capturing a moment. There are so many of us out here catching things no one else will see except for our pics.

Go Pro 8 Black. Lol. I nearly got run over for this one.

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Day Off (Sort Of)

My son had to have a tooth pulled yesterday, and his mother took the day to go with him for that appointment.

Since everyone needs a little recovery time, even with something as minor as a tooth pull, I took the day to stay home with him.

We played video games and hung out. He mostly played video games.

I caught up on a bit of housework and watched over him and listened to a cat snore.

We were supposed to have exceedingly lousy weather todayβ€”severe thunderstorms with the possibility of a tornado. I’m not afraid of much but the mere mention of tornadoes scares the hell out of me.

And so, I prayed for protection. And I prayed for safety. And whether anyone wants to believe it or not prayer works for me.

It was a very peaceful day, both life and weather-wise. οΏΌ

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No. Not mine. I’m a ways off from that day.

A couple of years ago, one of my store managers came to me and told me she was done. She hadn’t really told anyone, but she decided she was going to take her vacation time she had coming and just slide off into retirement.

She was tired of the way business is nowadays. She’d been in retail all her life as her father was a store manager (he was kind of famous in retail circles), and she’d been in the stores from an early age helping out. A hint as to how early would be the old school label guns. We talked about her pricing cans of food with them one day.

The job was affecting her health as well, and she had an elderly mother to take care of. The best option was out.

She was tough as nails and hard on her people, and a lot of them didn’t like her.

I did. Business is business. Everybody has to pull their weight. Period.

I love working for/with someone who truly believes in teamwork and she did. If we can do a small thing together, we can do great things together.

I was working at one of my stores today and someone put their hand on my shoulder and said, β€œYou work too hard, but then it’s you.”

I knew it was her when she said it.

I turned and saw a person transformed for the better in retirement.

She had color in her face. She was standing taller, which says a lot because she’s only about 5’ 3” in heels.

I couldn’t place what else was different at first but then realized that she was smiling.

It was almost terrifying. πŸ˜†

I told her I missed her. I genuinely meant that. I don’t miss a lot of people I’ve worked with. The one’s I do are something special. And she was.

I’ve had rougher jobs, I’ve had dirtier jobs, but retail isn’t easy. It isn’t easy on your body or your mind. If you’re at it long enough and put a little of your soul in it, it takes more than it gives.

It looks like she regained some of hers.

I’m glad my friend is happy and healthy.

I’m glad she found her smile.

That’s it. That’s the post.


No Way Home


We didn’t get to go see this one at the theater. This weekend it’s on early release on Vudu, and us being a Marvel family, we bought it. Gotta have the matching set.

Sitting here with my son watching the movie, I realized that it had never hit me before. This isn’t Earth-616. Tom isn’t the Spider-Man I grew up with in the comics. This isn’t the regular universe I’ve gone through with the X-Men. Tobey and Andrew clearly aren’t of that universe because that’s detailed in the film. We aren’t watching a retelling from that comic universes point of view. We are watching all the universes play out.


The link better explains this concept to those who aren’t well versed in comic lore.

Nope, we are pulling a full-on Uatu every time we sit down for one of these movies. In effect, becoming Watchers instead of just watchers.

I never thought of it this way before now. Every story I’ve read, comic book I’ve gone through, every series, every movie. I’ve sat at the center of a kind of multiverse and watched all the stories play out.

It was a strange realization because I never thought that deeply about it. Sure there are alternate timelines throughout the comics.

All through Marvel and DC (nod to Elseworlds) and they keep a lot of the characters fresh because let’s face it, it’s always fun to imagine; What If?

This is where my mind went tonight when MJ corrected the fed about her name. Not Mary Jane Watson but Michelle Jones Watson?! But she doesn’t use Watson anymore. I thought, that ain’t right! But then thought deeper and really opened my mind on the subject while watching what I consider to be a pretty fabulous movie.

You might even say it was…amazing.

And for the first time ever I’m dedicating a post to someone.

This one is for my son Sam who is always on my left.

That’s it. That’s the post.


Early To Rise

I woke up at 2:40 AM.

Not to an alarm, no, that was set for 3:00 AM. I knew in the back of my mind to get moving.

The boss was coming from the beach. At least a two-hour drive. Kristen was coming from the coast as well on another two-hour drive from another town.

When people put themselves out for me I like to show some small form of appreciation ahead of time.

I got to the store at 4:40 AM, hung mods, gathered other supplies, and went to work on the first section. They both showed up close to 5:00 AM.

We set to work and had the job done in about four hours. We had fun. I miss working with people who can put in the effort and have fun as a team.

I’m healthy. My heart rate was kept up today.

Wealthy? Well, I am in overtime now with a day to go for the week. It adds a nice chunk of change to the check.

Wise? No, not from any experience today, but I did work ahead to finish off projects at two other stores. It’s always good to be early with projects because you never know what might happen next.

My original plan was to be at only one store tomorrow and have a short-ish day. Maybe polish up a few rough spots at that store, but no.

The company decided to drop a blitz activity on all stores tomorrow. So it was wise to work as I did today.

A 13.5 hour day gives you a bit of perspective. It was rough but worth it.

Tomorrow is Friday. I’m going into the day with my head down and bulling my way through. I’ll walk out tired but satisfied.

There’s dignity in working for a living.

Tell β€˜em, Gary.

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