Misc.

I am beginning to feel a bit like the world might pass me by today. My truck is in the shop, my motorcycle is in the backyard, and I would not use either right now because of the stupid medications the doctor has me taking for my neck and shoulder. If I have learned anything in the last few years it is to believe those around me and take their advice. So, no driving or riding this week.

Augh, it occurs to me, that nobody said you can not ride your bicycle. Yes, there it is flat tires, covered in dust, just waiting for ME! I have not peddled anywhere since my strokes. Hee hee this could be fun – I have a couple of great helmets, all the gear one could need. If I stay in my complex not being able to turn my head all the way would not really matter. It is fully suspended so the bumps should not get me. I think I might give it a whirl as I used to love to ride in the mountains. Now my mountain lies in my own street.

My bike without the dust.

This one has a story. We we hauling down the trail, the trail went down and around a curve, eh OOOO…. we landed in one big pile of horse poo. I cropped the picture as to not embarass my friend who found the poo too.

Seems there have been a lot of Shi@#$% times in my life – LOL

Rocking on the rocks.

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And this my readers is geekish.

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As my four regular readers may have noticed I decided to move my links to sites I use to gather information. I have prunned my links to blogs and sites that I read almost everyday and a couple that I check out once in awhile.

I base this on the premise that blog surfers really do not care what I read. There are only a few blogs that I enjoy the quality of and in turn recieve visits from and I want to encourage the casual surfer that happens to view this blog to visit their sites.

On a whole the blogs I have listed in my sidebar are well written and the authors tend to support their political and social commentaries with links to their sources.

Lately I have not bothered with the grammer. Maybe I will write something real technoweenie or geek like. ..

All I have to say about tonight is Ouch! This is a composite I pieced together just cause.

I take my truck Monday to find out what all is damaged on it and get the estimates. I have to call my agent and see if I am stuck with a deductable because the dingbat had no insurance. Then I have to go to DMV and file some form. I have to somehow get an appointment at Kaiser – this means getting up no later than 6 in the morning so I have half a chance of being seen.

I usually do not use my rental coverage but this time I just might.

I sure hope that the idgit that hit me is having a miserable time without her car. I know this is not really nice but I do not care. Because she had no insurance or registration the young gal and I get to pay with extra headaches. I do not know how insurance companies work this type of thing out but either I or the other gal or both of us will have to pay our deductables. I do not have a deductable on theft fire vandalism but am not sure on the uninsured. I will know on Monday.

The other young lady has to get to school and work without a vehicle. So not only does she have to study for her college classes and work to make ends meet – she now has to use puplic transportation. And that takes a lot of time out of your day.

Somehow I do not think that the idgit is giving either one of us a second of her thoughts. She stated before she left that it was all the other gals fault. Yeah ha ha – it was her car under the back of my truck. The other gal hit her after she hit me but according to her it was our fault. The reason she had no registration was her friends fault. The reason she had no proof of insurance was her kids fault. The whole darn accident was everybody elses fault.

I am so sick of peoples inability to be accountable for their own actions. They refuse to accept the consequences of their own actions. I imagine the reason she left the scene before the police showed up was someone elses fault too.

Ok- now my mind feels better.