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Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Frustration

Okay people I need ideas. Hits are down. This is my worst day yet. See the graph below:

How do I attract viewers. Am I just boring?? Don't answer that.

I got two cavities filled this evening. My mouth is very numb, but other than that it went very smooth.

Got a new printer yesterday. It's a Canon Pixma MP830. It's supposed to be really cool, but I haven't hooked it up yet. I'm too lazy.

Lets see, maybe I am boring. There was a spectacular crisis at work today. I can't talk about that though, and noone else would understand or care. It was a very interesting comedy of errors that let something very remote and virtually impossible happen. No matter how remote the possibility, if something can go wrong it will and at the worst time.

That's all for now. If you read this check my blog. ;-)

Saturday, February 24, 2007

New Blog

There is a new addition to the family blog series. Alex has pestered me enough to get his created. The link is included in my links. Unfortunately that is the most exciting thing going on. Tandi and I are both sick. Nothing serious, but we don't feel like doing anything. I added tracking code to my blog. I have added a hit counter at the bottom, but in addition to that I've added Google Analytics which provides statistics. I'm not sure if I like it yet. There is a link in my links if someone wants to try it themselves.

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

The Point

We had a family outing this weekend. We stayed at the Point South Mountain resort in Phoenix. It's a great resort to take a family. They have an attached water park. It's nothing fancy, but it has water slides, a lazy river, a wave pool, and many regular swimming pools and hot tubs. The kids had a blast.

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Death Wobble

February 15, 2008 Update
A lot has happened since I posted on the death wobble. I decided to post this update since people seem to be reading the death wobble portion of my blog. This truck is long gone. I did seem to get the death wobble fixed before getting rid of it. In my case there were two things that caused it apparentley. First bad tires (even though they were only about a year old), and second the tire pressure was too high (The amount of pressure I had in them was recommended by the tire company I bought them from). I traded the dually in for a Mazda CX9 and we love it. I know I mentioned how much I hate Fords and still do, and Mazda is part of Ford now. I am hoping this vehicle is more of a Mazda design and not Ford. So far it is fantastic and highly recommend it. It does only have 4,000 miles on it though.

As far as the other Ford I had dead in the driveway with a leaking intake manifold gasket, I replaced the engine for $5,000. I don't use it much now, but I wanted to keep at least one truck and even though this is a lot for a repair it's still cheaper than a new truck. If our teenager ever gets his grades up I will let him get his license and drive this truck.

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What's that you say? Well I can tell you this, the name describes it perfectly. Imagine driving a 1 ton dually down the road and all of a sudden it violently starts shaking so bad you are sure it is going to fly apart. I can't give it an extreme enough description. You would have to experience it to understand. Arthur was with me as a witness. I think it scared the crap out of him. Just remember if I die inexplicably in that truck... sue FORD!!! When we returned from lunch I Googled "Ford F350 violent shaking". There was a lot of hits. People seem to experience this with large heavy vehicles and they have named it the death wobble or death shake. A slight bump in the road and a tap on the brakes or turn of the steering wheel sets it off and it WILL NOT STOP until the vehicle drops to a low speed. I think I had to slow to 10 - 15 mph. The steering wheel shakes very violently and there is little control. The truck shook so hard it took out one of the turn signal lights.

I have been planning to post this truck for sale on auto trader for some time now. I sold the trailer I pulled with it months ago. Now I am afraid to sell it to an individual. I'm afraid I could be sued. I might just trade it in. Now I have to decide what to buy. I had made up my mind to get a Toyota 4 Runner, but now I want to look into Nissan first. I am done with Ford. I have another Ford F150 sitting in my driveway broke down for over six months. Leaking intake manifold gasket destroyed the motor. I'm still not sure what to do with that truck. It may be over $5,000 to repair. I might just donate it. It was a good truck while it ran.

Fords are expensive dangerous junk. How can a person with the cost of vehicles nowadays even consider buying American if this is what they produce. Arthur and I are going to see if we can reproduce the death wobble and video tape it. If it works and I survive you will see it here.

Sunday, February 11, 2007

Pure Terror

You know what it's like when you realize you have really screwed up. That horrible realization, that sinking feeling, and that incredible yearning to be able to wind back time. But you can't, the deed is done. Your stupidity has won out again. I'm a very meticulous person and I'm very careful no matter what I do and I think that just makes these feelings ten times worse. I'm not used to them.

I opened my wallet to get my debit/check card to get gas this afternoon. The family and I were going for a little drive and maybe to eat. I remembered for once that tomorrow is my turn to drive in the carpool so I needed a full tank. Wait where is my card, oh I must have given to Tandi. She never gives my stuff back. No I didn't give it to her. Panic rising. Where was I ... panic panic... I was at the mall last night ... searing panic. I was hungry, the kids were noisy, the mall was crowded, my blood sugar was low. I bought a clip for my cell phone. No that wasn't it. I went to the ATM by the food court. Oh nooooo .... oh my stomach .... the ATM. That had to be it. How could I be so stupid. Where is the phone, give me the damn phone. I call the bank. They want my card number. I don't have my fu**ing &^#%$&@**$&$^ card you assholes I just pressed the lost card number. Finally managed to report the card stolen. Oh now what, my mind is racing. My stomach hurts, my chest hurts. There was a large amount of money in that account. Some stupid teenager has probably bought a lifetimes supply of jeans and comics and crack. I have to get home now and log into my account.

The account is just a couple hundred bucks less than when I checked yesterday. It doesn't always show transactions right away. Is an ATM/check card insured? It is a VISA. Only time will tell. Tandi called the mall. Two cards have been turned in and neither are mine. The person at the mall says the ATM will shred any card that isn't removed within two minutes.

Only time will tell if I am bankrupt. There is a daily dollar limit on that card, but I don't know what it is. I have spent up to $700 in a day without a problem.

I can't believe I'm such an idiot. I'm always paranoid about losing something from my wallett. Every time I take it out of my pocket I always do a quick inventory. I need a beer.

sp

Monday, February 5, 2007

The Beginning

Time for me to get in on this blog stuff. The main motivation is I have some snow movies that are too big to email. This gives a handy spot to link people to this stuff. Maybe, that is. Some people apparently have trouble with bookmarks.



I am sure I will be hear or here ing about my blog looking like cw's, but this template was the only one that didn't look gay.



Tandi is cooking chicken fried steak for dinner tonight and I'm really hungry. I'm getting disoriented.


See the sledding videos from the weekend below.