Thursday, November 27, 2014

Happy Thanksgiving!!!

Wishing you and your families a Happy, Healthy Thanksgiving. I hope you all have as much as I do to be thankful for!!!


I went to bed early Tuesday night (9:00 p.m.) knowing I had to wake up early Wednesday morning. I planned on 4:00 a.m., but got up and couldn’t fall back asleep at 2:00. Dammit!

So, I washed some clothes and the dishes. I also set up the cat food, water and kitty litter stations and finished packing. Then I left for the airport at 6:00 a.m.

I was well aware that it was supposed to be the worst travel day of the year, so I was shocked that I found a parking place almost immediately.  I also was pleasantly surprised that the airport wasn’t that crowded.

My biggest surprise was that they have changed the security check in. No more tray, taking off shoes and belts, etc. They just ask you to put your keys and cell phones in your carryon! Nice!!! Made the line move quickly.

The flight to Charlotte was bumpy, but not too bad. Apparently we were flying over the big storm I heard about, as it was sunny all the way down. Then we went below the clouds, so it was raining and cold in Charlotte.

I had a two-hour layover in Charlotte, so I went in search of some food. I was looking for some kind of a diner where I could get breakfast, but ended up at a walk-up Burger King, where I paid $9.00 US for a Whopper meal that should have cost, like, $5.00 on the street. And, I had to wait for a table to sit at. Sigh…

The flight to Columbia was without incident and, it was sunny when I got there. That airport was jam-packed with soldiers, heading home for the Holiday.

My bag didn’t come out of the carrousel, so Jake (who picked me up) and I went to the ticket counter to inquire. The lady said it was scanned in and should be there. So, we went back downstairs with her and, sure enough, it was spinning around all by it’s lonesome.

The ride to Jake and Carla’s was pretty as it still looks like Fall down here, with plenty of colorful leaves still on the trees.

Carla greeted me as enthusiastically as Jake had, but Whiskey was ecstatic to see me!

We mostly sat and chatted, except for some last minute prepping for Thanksgiving dinner.

I was tired, so we ordered in from a local restaurant. Carla had crab legs, Jake some spicy chicken and mashed potatoes with greens and I got a crab cake sandwich, also with the mashed potatoes and some coleslaw. The food was excellent.

We watched a little TV and started to watch a documentary. But, when Carla noticed both Jake and I were falling asleep, she announced it was bedtime.

It was only a few minutes past 9:00 p.m., so I thought I would read until a more reasonable bedtime. I didn’t make it more than 20 minutes.

I woke up around 2:00 a.m., shut off the reading light and went back to bed.

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Some pre-Thanksgivng thoughts...

If you worried about your health, you could always use turkey bacon...

Give your bird a break!

Tuesday’s Tale

So, the reason the winds were so strong was a cold front had moved in Monday afternoon. Well, by Tuesday, it had decided to stay!

It was still pretty windy and the high only got to 35 degrees F., so being outside SUCKED! I took the trashcan out to the road before I left for work, so I know.

Vicky sent me a text, asking if we could go to lunch. I said sure. So, we went to Time Out. When we were all set to order, she “discovered” she forgot her purse (again). So, I bought her lunch (again). She insisted she would pay me back, but I told her it was a Thanksgiving present.

I had a chicken salad pita with fries (the soup sounded weird) and she had a bacon cheeseburger and fries (that looked fantastic).

Sidebar: She never used to like hamburgers but recently tried them. Now she can’t get enough! Puerto Ricans are a bit strange… But they sure can get their lunch for free!

The afternoon went by slowly. My cubicle buddy Courtney was MIA, so I had nobody to talk to.

But, it was finally five o’clock and I headed home.

I got home and got the empty trashcan back in the garage. I treated Caley, changed clothes and eased into the night.

My brother Jim called me and filled me in with the latest information on my final resting place.

Background: I probably never mentioned this to you, but back when my sister killed herself, my Mother bought a grave for her in the St. Mary’s Cemetery (the cemetery that belongs to the parish we all belonged to and where I attended Catholic school). But, the only available graves at that time were two adjoining plots from somebody who was moving, and were selling.  So, my Mother bought them both. Years later, when my Mother was still alive, she asked me one day where I planned on being buried. I told her I hadn’t given it any thought (who does?) She asked if I would like being buried next to my sister, Anne. I said, “Well, that would be great!”

My theory was that nobody in my family would make a trip to visit my grave, but next to Anne, they have to at least walk by me (probably step or spit on me) but at least I’d be in the family.

She was pleased, and that’s how things stood for years. But, as I get older, I’m trying to get “my affairs in order.” So, I asked my Brother Jim a while back how the whole thing worked. How do my kids prove that’s my grave when I die? Is there like a deed? He said he would find out.

So, tonight, he called to let me know. He said when he talked with the woman at the parish, she said there was a problem. Yes, my Mother owned the plot, but there is a big tree on it and so nobody could be buried on it.

Jim said, “You sold my mother a burial plot that nobody could be buried on?” She said, “You have to remember that was almost 35 years ago and it was a little tree, back then. We could have dug it up, then. But, not now!”

He offered to come and cut the tree down. She conferred with the new Pastor and later counter-offered with another grave site somewhere else.

So, the upshot is that I will be buried in the same cemetery with my Mother and Father, my Brother Peter, my sister Anne, my sister-in-law Betty (and eventually my Brother Carl), my dear niece, Linda and eventually my Brother Joe and his wife, Kathy. But, I won’t be by any of them!

However, we still technically own the unusable grave site with the tree, so I’m thinking of some kind of plaque screwed onto it, saying if you’re looking for John Goerlich, he’s three rows over and 11 rows down or something.

I couldn’t quit laughing about this… So, I called my Brother Carl, my friend B___ and my daughter Melissa. Each had their own creative spin on how react. But, I thought Melissa’s was the best (make sure just before you die to curl up into a ball).

I ate two pieces of meatloaf and two small baked potatoes for dinner and was stuffed (of course). I did my NCIS thing and then went to bed.

Birthday Shoutout (one day late)

Happy Birthday to my great-grandson Logan Garcia, one day late. Papa John sucks!

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Triumph Restore

Thought maybe you would be interested in seeing some non-wheel related pictures (well, aside from the one wheel in this one).  We bolted up the new rear frame to check out the seat height (still good!) and get some idea of what this thing is going to look like.

Triumph Restore Update

We were hoping to have the new rim strips, tubes and tires on today but, while the rear wheel looked good (pictured - aside from some minor detailing that could be done later), the front wheel
needed some work.  So, we put it in for another soak... and still we wait.  On the plus side, the custom dropped rear frame arrived. A little late to mock it up but will start on tomorrow.


It was incredibly warm on Monday morning (55 degrees at 6:00 a.m.), but raining.

I went to the Newburgh Grill for lunch and got breakfast (if that makes any sense). I just felt like it. I ordered two eggs over easy, sausage patties (nice and spicy) and hash browns with rye toast. It was excellent!

Then I went to Lowe’s. The sun was out, but the wind had gotten much worse. Southeast Michigan was under a High Wind Advisory until 10:00 p.m. I had a lot of trouble just walking to the truck in the Lowe’s parking lot. There were fallen branches on Newburgh and swirling little tornadoes of leaves and trash.

Of course, I was worried about the big maples that overhang my house. Especially when they said some 30,000 people so far had lost power due to wind damage and downed lines.

Sidebar: I heard on the news later there were “occasional” gusts of 60 mph winds.

So, I was a little surprised when I drove home after work on the freeway and the wind wasn’t that bad. Then I figured it out! Most of the time on the freeway, you’re below ground (and wind) level.

Back home, it was rapidly getting dark, but I didn’t see any obvious fallen limbs. But, I must have lost power as I had to reset all the clocks.

I took the night off, ate more of the meatloaf and another baked potato and went to bed early. I hurt.

Sidebar: When I got up to go to the bathroom a little after 11:00 p.m., it was still really windy.

Monday, November 24, 2014

Sunday's Story

I woke up late on Sunday. I felt like shit. My right leg and right arm hurt and my head hurt bad. I really did a number on myself!

So, I eased into the day. I talked with Jake on the phone. I suppose he called to see if I was dead, since I hadn’t posted the blog entry.

I finally got up the courage to shave and shower. I knew that would start my head bleeding again and it did. But, I put some Neosporin on it and a wide bandage. Then I got dressed and went to the Post Office.

Back home, I left the truck outside. I treated Caley and then went out back. I refilled the squirrel feeder and grabbed some thyme, rosemary and sage for a meatloaf, later. Sorry, Paul Simon, no parsley!

Then I started the weekend wash. There will be three loads today. I called B___ back. I told him my shelf story and he asked what the doctor has said. I said, “What doctor?” Then he yelled at me. He said if I hit myself hard enough on the head to cut the skin, I could also have internal bleeding or a clot.  If I had somebody here to watch me, it would be okay. But living alone, I should have at least went to a Wellness Center or the Emergency room. I told him that never even occurred to me.

I grabbed the router bit I bought last week and went out in the garage to install it. Then I routed out the back of two panels and two support boards. That will allow me to add a back on the cubby/drawer part. It’s not pretty, but it will work.

I pulled the truck ack inside. I got all the laundry done and the bed remade, so I took a nap in the afternoon.

I got in the game camera and checked out the 73 videos. Most of them were birds or squirrels with a couple shots of the rabbit and the possum. Nothing interesting enough to post.

I got up and made my Sunday supper. I made a meatloaf and baked the four remaining russet potatoes. It was pretty good!

I watched some TV but then switched to reading until bedtime.

Sunday, November 23, 2014

Update on Triumph Restore

Jake sent me an email with new pictures of the Triumph restore!

Following the final steps of wheel disassembly, we were still bothered by the rust on the inside of the front hub.  Unlike the outer rim, there appeared no good way to get in there and clean it up and now would be the time to do so.  Thus, we built the Evapo-Rust swimming pool from some leftover lawn edging, spare nuts and bolts and a 2 mil plastic drop cloth.  While not cheap, the plus side of Evapo-Rust is that it can be reused, so I made sure to keep the empty containers to funnel in the used liquid.  We'll need it to tackle the inside of the gas tank.  The downside is that every auto supply store that stocks it only stocks a single gallon.  Now we play the waiting game...

Ice, Ice, Baby!

It didn’t look that bad out Saturday morning, so I backed out onto the road and found myself doing a donut! Good thing there are not mailboxes on that side. Once I straightened the truck back out, I crept to Plymouth Road. That was salted (Thank God) and I eventually made it to my massage appointment.

Margaret had got there first and spread some salt on the sidewalk so I wouldn’t fall down. Thanks!

She said I was a mess and my massage ran over almost a half hour while she tried to fix me. But, I felt a lot better when I left.

Next, I got my haircut. Then I went to Kroger’s and got a few items. One of them was a bag of rock salt. I was about out and almost bought some at Lowe’s when I was there. But they only had 50 pound bags and, per my spinal doctor, my limit is 30 pounds. But, Kroger’s had them in 25 pound bags. So, I’m good!

I got home just before noon. I put everything away and changed into my work clothes.

I took a half pound of ground chuck, made it into a patty and fried it with some onions. I ate that with some A1 steak sauce and the rest of the fried potatoes.

My daughter Melissa called and we talked for a long, long time.

Then I pulled the truck outside. I tried to get the router table out without moving the bike (lazy bastard) and that’s when things went horribly wrong!

I got the bike lift and the compound miter saw moved and was grabbing the router table when I stepped on the tube for the electric blower. I did the whole cartoon log rolling thing and then fell into the baker’s cart. One of the shelves cut about a four inch gash in my head and I got a big bruise on my right knee (thank God it as my right knee and not my left!) and another bruise on my right forearm.

I picked myself up and went into the house to stop the bleeding. That took forever!

Which reminded me of my old friend, Armando, back when I worked on the truck farm at 14 years old. He taught me how to knife fight. One of the things he suggested was to slash your opponent across the forehead as the blood would blind him. I never tried that particular move, but he was right!

I finally got it to stop, but I was a hot mess. So, I quit for the night. I didn’t have any pain pills in the house, so I made an ice pack with some ice cubes and a wash cloth. I kept the on my aching head until an early bed time.