Grand nephew from Reno is playing today at San Diego in a tournament. Yea Kayden! His team has won all their tournaments to get there, and the parents and sponsors have raised the money so they could go. What an experience for an eleven year old!
My sister is an insurance adjuster/investigator. Yesterday, she had a bizarre case in the Nebraska panhandle to investigate, and other follow up calls. With the weather moving in, decided to accompany her. Four hundred miles later, we made it home. We beat most of the weather, but this morning we have snow.
The case? A
commercial driver going down a busy through street came upon a man face down in
the street. The driver stopped, got out of his vehicle, and approached the man
to see if he needed help. The man got up, ran to the driver’s vehicle, and head
butted it. The man then ran off and has not been located.
Still, scene photographs
needed to be taken, statements taken, and a police report obtained to complete
the file. Why? In case the man decides to sue sometime in the future. Any
wonder our insurance rates are high? Sisty doesn’t work for free.
(Note to Rev. Paul. Alaskans have no monopoly on fools on drugs/alcohol.)
this morning is welcome as we are experiencing a mini drought. Ah, Colorado! A
1,000 year flood event followed by a drought.
We are on the fringe of the storm
system with most of the weather to the North. So happy we made it back before
the worst of the storm hit.
my commission settlement statement, I found an A/R for $526.00. Went to my boss.
come I have this $526.00 deduct on my washout check?”
owner) thinks you need Anger Management classes,” Dan replied. “That is the
cost of the classes.”
weeks later Rich comes up to me. “Tank,” says he, “When are you going to your
Anger Management classes?”
was my reply. “I thought I had to pay for the classes. I didn’t know I had to
wasn’t positive. He went storming off waving his arms and making noises.
Sometimes life just isn’t fair. Pick up one asshole and toss him in a dumpster, and suddenly people think you have an anger problem. To be fair to Rich, there may have been other incidental incidents where feathers were ruffled.
with this political Pearl Harbor, the “Progressives” got control of both
chambers of the State House, the Governorship, and both US Senate seats. Using
their power, they have forced passage of many of their pet protects including “gun
control” and renewable energy.
All of this
has generated a grass roots pushback. A good summation is in a recent Michelle
Progressive whine against recall elections seems centered on the meme that
regular elections only should be used to remove legislators.
been written about the 51st State initiative. One ultra liberal high
school classmate (Class of 1961), retired teacher, and Boulder resident (where
else?) called it a,
tantrum against a majority opinion”.
has forgotten our system of government is designed to protect minorities, of
all kinds and beliefs, from the tyranny of majorities. Seemly, she has
forgotten her ranch raised roots. It does seem some politicians are hearing a
message. Governor Wishywashy is making conciliatory noises. Individual
Democrats planning campaigns are finding a chilling climate among rural
Democrats. Local party officials (Committee men/women, Treasurers, Precinct
leaders, etc.) are not welcoming their visits nor willing to drive them around
and make introductions to local mover and shakers. My few contacts among the
GOP types are telling the same story.
An interesting trend is the pushback against the Common Core education collectivists. Some of the strongest pushback are in “liberal soccer mom” districts. Again, Michelle Malkin.
move, I’m now in a different county and different Congressional district. One
immediate benefit is this county’s sheriff is CCL friendly so will go ahead and
get one. Will start doing legally what I’ve been doing illegally for years.
While Colorado is a “will issue” state, a sheriff can still make it damn
Should you have made it this far, thank you for your interest and patience.
Move is 100% complete. My body is trashed. Three aspirin, a glass of wine, another glass of whine, and off to bed. Once again, I'm reminded if I knew what it meant to get old, I would have put it off for a few years.
The move is proceeding on schedule and should be completed by Wednesday. Two nights ago, I was going out to my truck when I heard a loud "crack". A grey car was going down the street with the passenger side window down. The passenger was hollering at the driver, "Go, go, go!" The car reached the T intersection, ran the stop sign, and sped off. I didn't see a flash, and the noise didn't seem to be a bullet breaking the sound barrier. Doubt if I was a target, too random, and my path downstairs wasn't visible from the direction the car was traveling. Nothing has developed in the neighborhood in the past two days. My sister, the Northeast Colorado dispenser of snark, attributes it to residents getting an early start celebrating my departure.
Semi retired road warrior, car salesman, occasional repo man. Father of three fine sons. Once a Blue Dog Democrat. Once a soldier; once a pilot. Rolling along life's highway proving there is no fool like an old fool.