No job skillz....

Good morning. (Big yawn)... a small doggie awakes! Looking for bacon, and a scrambled egg!

Yeah, so my new motors came, for the helicopter. So as I type, they are set up on a clever voltage reduction deal, spinning away at 1 volt, for proper break-in....

My parents must be so proud, dontcha think?? They're crying on the outside..... errr, wait, I mean they're crying on the inside. Right... heh heh. My big thought of the morning is how to properly break in the toy motors for my toy electric R/C helicopter.... Ahh, their crushed hopes & dreams.... that's okay, my brother can handle the hopes & dreams...

Ahhh, my Dad is probably thinking the same thing, which airplane will he fly today... heh heh, the CAG (Commander of Air Group) tells me the other day I don't need another helicopter, I should just fly the one I have.... must be one of those "do as I say" kinda deals....

It's already been a crazy day, and I just got up. Seriously. I took my used motor oil to the dump, there was a bunch of dudes there, and one says "Well, I'm glad to see I'm not the only one who still changes his own oil!" We had a good laugh about that, shot the breeze for a few minutes... these guys wondered what I was up to, dragging ten gallons of waste oil in. Heh heh, well, between 3 rides, there's a lot of oil changing....

I'm swinging back, I see a minivan (what else?) go turning into an oncoming left lane deal... right into the teeth of an impossibly tight turn, and 3 large "do not enter, wrong way" signs.... Nice. I want to get a minivan up on a hoist, and take a good look at the brain-sucking device that's mounted in there somewhere....

I swing thru McDonalds Drive thru, get home, I'm walking across the parking lot... and something hot is hitting my hand... really hot. I look over, the F-ing lid is not on my F-ing coffee, it's just, sitting there.... coffee is splashing out all over my hand... as I look at it, I see it's also splashing all over the bag... and as I realize this could be a problem, the bag disintegrates, and my breakfast falls in the parking lot... nice.

So, note to kids working at McDonalds: unless you want some angry white dude to wave a 9 at you in the drive thru, put the lids on the cups!!! Aaaarrrggghhh!!!

As a final note, it's day 53 of the no smoking... I got over some kind of hump, last week, I was quite sure it was over.... but I somehow persevered... why, I'm not sure, but...

Let me make an observation: my sense of smell is returning. And I'd have to say, 95% of what I smell is BAD. Bad, bad, bad.... All you people screaming about cigarettes, and cigarette smoke? Shadddaaapp!! God, these women you walk by, drowning in perfume... Ugghh!! If I can't stand in the store and smoke, you can't come in the store, smelling like that, I'm sorry. And some of you, I dunno if you need a shower, or you need to change your Depends, or whatever, but wow, wheeeew!! Utterly horrifying, the smells that are out there. I'd really rather sit next to a dude killing a pack of Marlboros... the smoke smells way better than a lot of what's out there, and also kills the other smells... sorry, it's the truth.

Ahh well. My motors are about ready. Time to get busy.

Until next time!