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June 1st, 2008
Jerry of Back Home Again has a new Canon PowerShot A 580 camera and is displaying all his talents by shooting videos and pics around the farm…
My sister also has a Cannon and when my old Kodak started acting like an unruly 5th grader I decided to take the plunge and get a new camera and decided on this one, Power Shot SD1100-IS, 8meg… The one reason for selecting it was the size, no bigger than a pack of cigs which fits nicely in a shirt pocket…
I am gonna have to get me some bigger SD cards as I don’t think the 2gig ones I have will record as much video as I might want to.
stay tuned for my feeble efforts to emulate Stephen Spielberg…
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May 5th, 2008
One of the scary things about getting old is how much you can change in a year. This was taken in Kerrville May 2007, at the blowneyed blogging gathering, and if you click on it you can see how much I have changed since then…
Just after this photo was taken I had to start using a nebuliser for my emphysema, which is a nasty aliment for one to have not matter how old you are…
I just need to discipline my self to do my walking on a daily basis, as this will build up my stamina and make it where breathing is made some what easier when I am doing my daily routine…
If you don’t understand how emphysema effects your breathing, just imagine a fish out of water and watch it’s gills moving trying to get oxygen into its system, that is just how I feel sometimes when I am having difficulty sucking in air…
Animation of good and bad lungs
There are treatments for emphysema but none that eliminate it or stop it from slowly effecting all of your lungs which brings a slow death to anyone who suffers from it…
I told my sister who is a cancer survivor that I wish there were pills, radiation or any other way to stop it from growing worse and if not I would like to change to a disease that there was a cure for as anything else would be better…
When I am talking to TCDW and she asks if I have any plans, I reply just waking up, but now since i just renewed by drivers license, which expires in 2014, my goal now is to have to renew it then…
I wish I could say something profound and wise but I am just a man who takes it one day at a time until it runs out for me…
I don’t feel sorry for my self, as I believe that at conception your DNA has your future all mapped out and there are not any modifications allowed and you just have to deal with it and get on with your life as best as you can…
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April 21st, 2008
My brother in law bought them a Zodiac inflatable boat as it is easier to transport. So on sat I was appointed first mate for the first launching of the Zboat. We we going to do a little fishing and off we headed for some stumps and limbs.
Yours truly
BIL
we caught this and brought it back to grill for our afternoon meal…
My sister stayed behind and guarded to beer and earned a silver star of her efforts…
SIS
clikum for bigum
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March 31st, 2008
everyone is doing this so here’s mine…
Non semper ea sunt qua videntur.
Not always are they (things) what they seem to be.
I doing this as I was not tagged, just found it here
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March 24th, 2008
You know you have become an old person when your kids are older than most of your fellow blowneyed blodgers.
Lance 1-62 (46)
Scott 8-63 (45)
Sean 1-68 (40)
Rana 1-75 (33)
I am still trying to figure out why 3 of 4 were born in January, maybe it was the Ripple along with Weed in copious amounts during the 60’s. I guess it was celebrating the arrival of April or some other reason to make the beast with 2 backs daily for a long period of time…
Who knows , I can’t even remember anymore if it was fun doing it, that’s what makes getting old so sad, can’t remember sexual trysts…
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February 21st, 2008
The other Jerry writes about his roofing woes and the cost to have his buildings repaired.
This got me to thinking about my one and only roofing job, that I undertook as a do it myself project.
We had just moved into our 1st house circa 1962, which was a small 2 br, 1 b 1 car wood box built in around 1950. We got it from friends of my wifes family who had been renting it out , but as they lived of of town and found it hard to take care of their property they decided to turn the mortgage over to us.
After we had moved in and done some painting inside and out we we quite content in our little abode. My mother in law was in the insurance business and we had our house insured thru her.
The one thing we had not done anything with was the roof, the shingles were original and were in bad shape but money was a problem so doing the roof was not a priority. One weekend her mother was visiting and after we had talked about the storm that had passed thru a few days before, she looked up at the roof and said she could see some place where the strong winds had blown off a few shingles. She said she would have an appraiser come out and do his thing. Well to make a long story short we were given a check for a few hundred dollars to to repair the roof.
I was working at Sears at that time so I went and bought all the materials , a got my employee discount applied so there was a few bucks left over. After all was delivered I waited for a weekend to start pounding nails. My tools consisted of a 6ft step ladder , 16 oz hammer and a nail apron. Now never having shingled a roof, I was happy to see there were some basic instructions on how to layout them so every thing would be aligned. I decided to start on the back side so I could get the hang of it.
Now it’s July in Houston where it feels like being in a sauna, so you know it’s gonna be hot on the roof. I set up the ladder and grabbed a bundle of shingles, which felt like they weighed around 100 #’s, and started moving them from the ground to the roof. I am not a big person and I weighed in at about 150# tops, after getting 3 bundles I was exhausted and decided I needed to take a break to get my wind back so after loading around 10 bundles on the roof I begin laying and hammering them in place.
I finally got a little faster on driving nails and started to think my name was Jose, all the mexicans did roofing in Houston at that time. Late in the after noon I was getting tired and careless and I flattened my left thumb with that 16 oz hammer as good as if I had tried to hit it on purpose. Needless to say it hurt like hell and after screaming and hopping around on the sloping roof, I decided I had earned the right to drink a beer.
I worked until almost dark to finish the back side of the house, which didn’t look to bad as most of the shingles weren’t that wavy.
So early on Sunday off I want to do the street side of the roof feeling full of confidence that I bordered on being a good roofer. I of course had the bad left thumb which still throbbed some from the beating it took on Saturday, so my speed was not the same as the day before.
After taking a short break for some snacks and intake of water off I went to get it done before sundown, of course I started to try and speed things up and got careless and knocked the “sh*t” out of my already smashed thumb. When this happened I screamed like a sissy boy and then threw the hammer out into the street, then my wife came out and asked what was wrong and not wanting to have her believe I was a whimp I said, the hammer slipped out of my hand and rolled down to the street and would she please get it and chunk it back on the roof. I didn’t want to go get it my self as she may have seen the tears of pain running down my cheeks.
I did finish around dark with no further catastrophes and was pleased with the results…
« Hide It, I\’m Done
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January 8th, 2008
On the left is the best son in law ever, standing next to the best daughter in law in the world who is proudly standing next to her husband , my son and next to him is his sister, my youngest.
the 2 creatures in front are my daughters and himselfs kids…
they are why I drove 630 miles to spend Christmas in Oklahoma and also celebrate my son’s 40th birthday…
He left on his birthday the 3rd Jan to go back to Fort Bliss and then on to Iraq later this month…
they both turned out as good people despite my poor skills as a father…
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