Buttcrack O’ Dawn GMT
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Wow, TSA REALLY don't like it when someone's given name clashes with their chosen name. Holy fucking pain in the ass! But we made it on the plane.
So exactly how did it go down?
New range hood now wired up and functional. Still requires trim work.
Wiring was a PITA, up high and in extremely tight quarters.
Wiring was a PITA, up high and in extremely tight quarters.
Morning Monkeys.
Up simi early, need to watch the race. I wasn't able to get up in time to watch it live. Weather is clear again today, so I will mow before I decorate. The wife is doing the tree, I'm doing the yard.
Up simi early, need to watch the race. I wasn't able to get up in time to watch it live. Weather is clear again today, so I will mow before I decorate. The wife is doing the tree, I'm doing the yard.
howdy peoples
family lifting, short rehearsal of concerto competition piece with accompanist by eldest kid, and apparently seeing the lights at Water World on my schedule. oh, and probably a hour or three of moonlighting because $$$
family lifting, short rehearsal of concerto competition piece with accompanist by eldest kid, and apparently seeing the lights at Water World on my schedule. oh, and probably a hour or three of moonlighting because $$$
Up late making rings. Usually for happy couples, but this one is for an old punk with a Misfits tattoo. 
best nights sleep in a while, I got over 9 hours. I have another 20 minutes before I can have any coffee or food. gotta let the meds dissolve and enter the blood stream. what a PITA but then so is life but death is worse
Im going to try and get an easy pedal around the hood done sometime today no pushing the heart for a while
Im going to try and get an easy pedal around the hood done sometime today no pushing the heart for a while
Heating up after watching son play soccer on a cold freezing day. He did score two goals and they won.
Spend most of the day fixing up the house. First painting and then cleaning old crap out the basement.
Spend most of the day fixing up the house. First painting and then cleaning old crap out the basement.
Read yesterday's babble.
Wife took doggo for a five mile hike this morning while my fat ass stayed home to rest my jacked up back. It's no worse after running yesterday, so at least there is that.
Swear there ain't no heavenI mean... this is pure speculation.
And I pray there ain't no hell
But I'll never know by living
Only by dying will tell
Yes, only by dying will tell, yeah
Only my dying will tell
Here. Last day before work starts again. Selling of misc bike stuff that's too small for the girls and car stuff from the Honda is occuring. Supposedly going to mini-golf with family at some point here. I logged into my work email last night, just to check my calendar to see when my first all is. There are a LOT of emails that I need to address.
*Le sigh*
So, it’s not a crazy story or anything, but mildly annoying. We have travelled all year (internationally, etc), with my kid’s chosen name as the first name on his ticket. Ash got their license, so this trip was the first one they have had it. (You don’t need ID under 18).
We get to Hartford/BDL at 4:40. Lines slammed out the door, even pre-check. Wait in line 20 minutes, get to bitch-face power tripper TSA lady, no dice. ID didn’t match the ticket. Had to walk out the in line, go to the AA counter, she couldn’t change the name, but supposedly embedded something in the scan that should work, but no guarantees.
Waited 1/2 hour this time (our flight was getting close).
Same lady starts in on us again, but a friendlier supervisor overheard, and just told ash “don’t present your ID, just say you are under 18”.
Bitchface doesn’t like this, but was out-ranked. BF was really, really trying to have us go postal, miss our flight, etc.
Younger super says “Have a great day, not everyone will”, and turns around and smiles at bitchface.
Stressful, lame, and truly needless.
Just after that the luggage scan TSA dude did me a solid, I had a bottle of non-alcoholic Zzyqyl in my carryon, I forgot, oops. He asks me what’s in it, smells it, does a chemical sniff or something, and kind of slyly asks “Your doctor recommended this medicine, correct?” And arched his eyebrow.
“Why yes, sir, he did”.
“Have a nice day”
It all got better from there.
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^^^ Ruth gives me shit for refusing to get a Real ID Drivers License. I refuse to go to the DMV unless I absolutely have to. Her thing is you need it to fly domestically. One I fly perhaps once every 5-6 years. Secondly I have a US Passport card which is good to fly in the USA and a passport for every where else so why the fuck would I bother. FUCK THE TSA NAZI's
Mini-golf went to shit with Hannah. And after we got home, found out that's Wifey's cousin died last night. We don't know the details, but there's reason to assume that it involved drunks at the bar he was security for the night. FTS.