Random Thoughts VIII: The Ocho

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...also, it's a tossup whether I should raise the seat high enough for me to see past the front bumper or keep it low enough to reach the pedals. ARRRGGGHHH!!!!
 
...also, it's a tossup whether I should raise the seat high enough for me to see past the front bumper or keep it low enough to reach the pedals. ARRRGGGHHH!!!!
Short Round from Indiana Jones used a pair of these:

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Might work for you?

:jimlad:
 
Short Round from Indiana Jones used a pair of these:

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Might work for you?

:jimlad:


I only have it for a day while they are taking care of a recall fix that the previous owner let slide (just a seatbelt thing...no biggee), so I'll get by with stretching out to my tippy-toes. It would not be comfortable doing it for a significant period of time, but from George White to campus and back, I'll survive. I just wanted to whine! ;)
 
I almost posted in that Sweet Caroline thread. Then decided it would be better to just stay out.
 
Yeah, I was in a ***** mood yesterday and posted in there. Now I look at it and ask myself WTH was I thinking posting there.
 
KC, next time tell a salesman that you are interested in a vehicle and if you can test drive it while yours is getting repaired. Will work a few times, just don't do it monthly or people will run from you.
 
...also, it's a tossup whether I should raise the seat high enough for me to see past the front bumper or keep it low enough to reach the pedals. ARRRGGGHHH!!!!

KC gave me my first old man flashback of the day. Back to 8th grade as a 4-10 height challenged 14/15 year old trying to see over the dash of a 1958 Buick Century. Had a Minnesota Golden Gopher stadium pad as my booster. To this day I hate big cars and think it's probably related to that. Maybe even explains why I am currently fighting the feeling that my new A5 is to TOO BIG. Driving the '49 Chevy tankwagon truck required sitting on the edge of the seat.
 
KC gave me my first old man flashback of the day. Back to 8th grade as a 4-10 height challenged 14/15 year old trying to see over the dash of a 1958 Buick Century. Had a Minnesota Golden Gopher stadium pad as my booster. To this day I hate big cars and think it's probably related to that. Maybe even explains why I am currently fighting the feeling that my new A5 is to TOO BIG. Driving the '49 Chevy tankwagon truck required sitting on the edge of the seat.

My second grade son is 4-6. You must have been a late bloomer.
 
Welcome tom y world...

I read this with a Spanish accent and wondered why KC was calling Pants "Tom"

There are 2 totally different types. One will massage you and have you come back several times. (Found most of these went to Palmer chiropractic). I used to go to one of these when I had to. The other beats on you one time and tells you to come back if you feel you need it.

I never went to one until about 10 years ago when I was submarined by 2-3 300# hogs and had my ribs slammed down onto a teepee shaped metal gate. Knocked my lumbers out. Couldn't breath when I slept. I probably ho once every 2-3 years now.

It gets expensive if you do it more often than that.

This.

"This beautiful little angel laughed today."

Then I watch a video clip of a kid that looks like a cone head and sounds like it's a smoker having a coughing fit. Do parents like, legitimately not know if their babies are cute or not?

No, but I'm a little more honest with myself as time passes.

My daughter was an absolute chunk when she was one. I love her dearly, but she wasn't winning any beauty contests. My wife looks back at those pictures and still insists "oh she's so cute with those chubby cheeks". I'm like, "There's a reason we dressed her in pink, honey. She looked like baby Winston Churchill."
 
KC, next time tell a salesman that you are interested in a vehicle and if you can test drive it while yours is getting repaired. Will work a few times, just don't do it monthly or people will run from you.

They're doing a fix on the car we bought last week. I don't think that would fly... :)
 
I got new neighbors Friday. I was mowing while they were moving in. I introduced myself and offered to help after I finished, but they declined. Then they asked me if I would mind checking in on their golden retriever over the weekend. They had to go out of town for a wedding. She is an outside dog and just needed to be fed.

I was fine doing it (dog was a big teddy bear and my daughter loved her), but I'm not sure I would have felt comfortable asking that of someone I just met. I guess I have a trustworthy face.
 
I read this with a Spanish accent and wondered why KC was calling Pants "Tom"


My daughter was an absolute chunk when she was one. I love her dearly, but she wasn't winning any beauty contests. My wife looks back at those pictures and still insists "oh she's so cute with those chubby cheeks". I'm like, "There's a reason we dressed her in pink, honey. She looked like baby Winston Churchill."

Ooops - missed that edit. :)

Baby cuteness is also relative to circumstance as well. Some good friends had been trying for more than a few years to reproduce, and after several rounds of fertility treatments & 2 miscarriages brought a son into the world just over a year ago. As babies go, their little man won't win any Gerber contests, but I find him adorable. Reasons? One, the effort it took to bring him into the world, and two, the fact that dad & mom are both a little bit plus-sized, dad in particular, and their little guy is a mini-version of dad...right down to his droopy little jowls. I love seeing pictures of him. I think the more you have invested in a child (as a parent, grandparent, close friend), the more likely you are to overlook the fact that it's not a "Gerber Baby" cuteness factor. :)
 
Home school kids are weird.
A few years ago, we had 2 home schooled brothers on our block. They older one would often talk about how much he hated all the other kids on the block. The younger one went around killing squirrels and sometimes gave pocket knives to the younger kids. Also, they would often sneak out of a front upstairs window and sit on the roof above their porch. When Mom went outside to call them in, she wouldn't leave the shadows in the garage. Evidently, home schooling wasn't going to well for them and they were sent to a Seventh Day Adventist boarding school. it didn't seem to help much when they were home for breaks. We felt much safer when they moved out and the former air force pilot and nurse moved in.
 
The youngest daughter watched "the health video" at school on Friday. During her softball game that night, I asked one of her friends if my daughter had behaved during school. She said, "no". I asked why and she replied that my daughter kept talking to her about puberty. I asked my daughter about it and she said the video was gross.

By the way, they lost their softball game Friday Night with a full team. The first game on Saturday they won with only 7 players. The second game they lost with only 6 players. A lot of games they don't really need outfielders. In the second game on Saturday they did. They still would have lost but maybe not by 14-2.
 
Hola mis amigos y amigas!

I haven't been around much lately. I've been pretty busy. My internship is going well, I think I'm going to enjoy my work. Today through Wednesday is pretty brutal though, as I am in the 24-hour MSHA training. I'm still behind on my sleep, the chairs are not very comfortable, and it gets kind of warm in the little room I am in with 30+ others.

I need a nap.
 
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