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Kind of. Moved from mid-island to the north end. About a mile away. First night in the "new" house we heard what sounded like a wolf howling. Looked out the window and there was a guy standing where the creek runs under the road down from the house, howling at the full moon. WofTy did not think it was funny.

Still doing some bike work and wheel building, but it's pretty sporadic, and sometimes I go weeks with no revenue generation. So, early in the fall, I took my resume to a bunch of local car dealerships to apply for a position as a part time courtesy shuttle driver. In October, one of the dealers called me up and offered me a job running the shuttle on Saturdays. It's a nice, low stress job, get to meet lots of people and visit while I shuttle them home, and go back later to pick them up. I've had some extra shifts to fill in during the week when the regular drivers needed some time off, and also ran their parts express for a few days. I think I'll stick with it at least until spring, and see where I go with it after that. It's been fun so far.

I told myself I really shouldn't buy it. But I did: a slim fitting thin fleecy in bright tangerine solid orange colour. (only $31.00CAN). It was on sale and fitted me (mostly). It's tough to find full length zipper fleecy jackets that fits me and with zippered pockets. I can wear underneath cycling jackets or by itself without too much bulk. I feel energized wearing this flaming orange jacket....to jump into the 6th decade of my life coming soon.

Yesterday at work I was called upon to help repair a crane. That's my job so off I went. The hoist rope had jumped off the sheaves (pulleys) and jammed tight. It happened on afternoon shift. They determined that there was a problem and wrote a description for midnight shift. Midnight shift brought in a mobile crane to support the hook block, cut all the ropes and cleared the immediate danger. Daylight shift (me) freed the jammed piece of rope, removed a damaged sheave,replaced the bushing, and reinstalled the sheave. Afternoon shift determined that a section of handrail was missing and should be replaced before working on the crane. They advised midnight shift of this. Midnight shift had a higher priority break down and didn't work on the crane. Daylight shift replaced the rope. They were not able to return the crane to service because the afternoon shift lead has the key to the lockout box. My guess is that afternoon shift will get kudos for evaluating the task and safely avoiding doing anything. Daylight shift may be in trouble for fixing the crane rather than the hand rail. Fuk Em

@Chris..., I have a decal emergency. Can you make 12 more of the ones that say Airedale Rescue Limo service? Someone requested a dog that needed lots of help, fostered and trained her for a month, took her to vet and got all shots and microchip. Then drove her to forever home in yesterday's snow. They paid all costs. All they wanted was one of your decals.

I once took a job in central PA doing procurement for a large sawmill. The owner paid for a hotel for a month to allow us time to find a place to live. Wasn’t crazy about the area but thought the opportunity was worth the move. During the second week there the VP told me some of their practices to basically swindle people out of their timber and/or property. We checked out that night and drove back to NY. Called my old boss on the way home and he said “see you Monday” he even paid me for the two weeks I was gone.

When I moved from the Love Forum to the Cafe because of all you weasels.

Don't worry, @AirwickWithCheese will be very helpful when you eventually move to Greenville.

My tv broke a few months ago and I couldn't get to the store fast enough to get another one . I was going into withdrawal.

From today

I let them ramble through their long and tedious script then counter them.. If it is "Revenue Canada". I tell them, "What a coincidence, I work there too". If is duct cleaning, I wait and then tell them I have electric baseboard heat. Sometimes they even curse me out! Fun times..

Have you introduced yourself yet? I find that introducing myself and offering to help new neighbors with whatever ingratiates me with them for a goodly length of time. Sometimes it lasts for as long as a year before I start to piss them off. Also a good time to find out what makes them tick.

My Mother is sweet. She loves to give people things. Her generosity is almost as attractive as her quick wit and comedic personality. She is a wonderful person. This being said, she will not stop sending me hot cocoa mix from Godiva. Don't get me wrong. It's tasty stuff. But, I would have to drink hot cocoa every day for a year, and I still would have cocoa left, We had a pyramid of cocoa in the panty. I got a notification. It was from Fed Ex. They were sending me a package. I didn't remember buying anything new. When I got home, there it was. A box on the porch, soaked by rain...from Godiva. I opened the box hoping for maybe a box of their pretty chocolate. Nope. It contained 12 canisters with gold print. RICH HOT COCOA MIX. I left the box in the sunroom. Didn't even unpack it. This is how hoarding begins. The shipment isn't even unpacked all the way. In a hope to get on top of the cocoa, we have even started baking with it. We made a cocoa cake recently, with cocoa icing. You'll all read about us soon. Death by hot cocoa toxicity.

The recycling and waste management crowd must be rough.

This is how I look as I am about to go out and shovel. Determined.

Moving to Rochester was odd and stressful to me. I knew I liked Mr. Aire but everything else was a different planet. Also the decision wasn't me alone but also the girls .

Will you all just shut up!! I am trying to watch my program!

Mine is fun.

Soon, people will stop posting here and just text the people that they want to talk to. This is going to kill the forum. I need to see what others are saying, even if I am not interested in what they are saying. That is what a forum is all about. Reading a bunch of inane stuff and making judgments about others based on their posts. Let's stop this insidious texting before it destroys our wonderful home.

Based on what I've seen so far, the dogs probably have their own nanny.

I didn't even know you were in prison.

I posted my cell number and nobody came to visit me.?

I'm on it

Woohoo!!!

It would make a nice closet. Do they fall down a lot?

I called it before texting and got "Richardson Rub and Tug" .

No one wants to hear what I have to say here or by phone... You are are stuck seeing the drivel I keep posting all the time here!

I will text you my number...

No, this would probably not help me in our courtship. I am leaning toward taking the high road and pretending it was humorous.

Of course I feel pretty, oh so pretty. Oh, petty, never mind.

I've been shopping around for a position as a sex surrogate but my opportunities seem to be in short supply.

Are there Effingeggs and Effingcoffee to go with it?

This may be the coveted Post of the Day! @AirwickWithCheese

Seems like just yesterday. Oh yeah, it was yesterday! "Tell us about that time you moved someplace and it was weird and you wondered if you did the right thing?" What the hell does this even mean? J/K of course. I love RG threads. But some of his threads do seem a bit fishy. Sort of squid-like.

That is my plan exactly. Get to drive nice(er) cars and hang around drinking bad coffee and I joke with our truck mechanic I'm going to be a parts runner for him.

Greetings from Greenville, South Carolina. "Home of Randomguy."

It probably still looks slightly big on me. Yes, of course fireplace mantle is a mess with my paintings and other junk.

I love TV, it is great! You gotta be some sort of moron to sit down with a spouse or friend or family and just stare at a spot on the wall when you could be staring at a television together! I watched the TV with RO, who is now sleeping yards away from me in donut-patterned pj's. We watched the Princess Bride today.

I just looked outside. We're getting walloped. I think there's a 1/4 inch now.

I try not to watch TV during the commercials.

Just put on your helmet.

I'm old school. I like TV. There, I said. So shoot me. I like sitting down with a cup of coffee and an episode of a good comedy show (mostly old reruns).

She is, and she would, but then I'd have to kill you - twice. Make sure it's worth it.

I just conferred with Toby and he says “yup”

Kirby has never sent me a text, but I figure she is trying to perfect her grape pie recipe prior to texting me to tell me about her triumph.

Screw work, love is in the air. ?