Sorta anyway.
I went to Phoenix this last Thursday. A buddy of mine, Bob, bought a CNC mill from a place out there, and was wrestling with how to move 3300 pounds of steel. He mentioned this to me a couple of times, not realizing I had a truck. I finally mentioned to him, ‘hey, pay my gas, and I’ll go with you to get it’. And as such, we went and got it.
First stop was to take Danny’s bike down to Socorro, since it was on the way and we had the trailer anyway. Danny’s bike was not liking the cold. I had to jump start it with my bike twice to get it from his house to mine, and then get it loaded up. I’m glad my bike has hand guards; his was far too cold to ride for extended periods of time with my current gloves.
We got the bike to Socorro, and tooled around town somewhat waiting for him to call me when he got out of class. We ended up meeting up with Lewis at the brew pub for some dinner, and then unloading the bike. It was about 8pm before we got out of town. We headed out down highway 60 from Socorro. Kind of funny, Mariel called me to tell me about her recent internet credit card fraud thingy. My phone worked pretty well on the backside of the mountain until I was almost to Magdelena, and while I still still connected and had signal, her voice started cutting out pretty bad, but I don’t think she noticed. I ended up hanging up after a minute or so. Sorry!
I just upgraded WordPress to the latest greatest, so this is mostly just a test post. Stay tuned for actual content.
So, a local news station just ran a public service ad about shoveling snow. Bullet points include:
‘dress warmly’
‘avoid shoveling if you have a heart condition or are out of shape’
‘take frequent breaks’
‘and never drink alcohol or smoke beofre or while shoveling snow’
Are people buying exploding snow shovels and then smoking around them? Freezing to death trying to clear the sidewalk? Forgetting to stop and take a break and keeling over into a snow drift? Who the hell is this ad for?
My brain hurts.
A 6AM post! Maybe you will luck out and it will be less moody than yesterdays.
Regardless, I was reminded of a little story from the summer that suddenly made me laugh and perhaps you will to. So, read on.
Life is weird sometimes. You never know what is going to happen next.
Mike and I are starting out well on our venture so far, got a couple of customers and operating in the black, which is a bonus. I’m probably hanging more off the possible success of this endeavor than is healthy, but… ya gotta take some risks if you want to get out there. This is not to say that Snurkle Engr is not doing OK in and of itself, just… it is a lot of work for one guy these days, especially when you can only see a month or two into the future. wwmelon should make things a tad easier with the subscription sort of monthlies, but it is a ways off from being hamster-sustaining, heh.
Living on the hill is kind of expensive, even though technically I don’t live on -the- hill, it is close enough. I’m considering a move to a cheaper Albuquerque in the nearish future, but that is a few months out.
Really don’t know a lot right now. Wish I did, might help the insomniac-hamster out a tad. Wish it would warm up, quit snowing. The bike is really cheap to ride and operate compared to the truck or anything at all really, but frozen knees are getting old. Compare and contrast 50mpg vs 18mpg (ie, 12 bucks round trip to Abq vs 45 bucks). Yummy.
This is what you get when I post at 4am, rambling. Feed me comments if you are so inclined.
Maybe another chapter soonish on the ‘ol book.
Little hamsters, big adventures, indeed.