Hello...
I'm fine.
Just haven't updated here because I wanted that last post to have plenty of exposure time.
I do like that Nam Vet story and those checks... *grin*
Otherwise, it's just me being weird or somethin'. Much like you can tell how close to death I am when I'm sick by my not wanting coffee or Mickey D's, if something was wrong, Gut Rumbles will not have been updated for a coupla days.
If I have to choose, if I have only a thimble full of energy left in any given day, I will give it to Rob, or take care of Gut Rumbles first. ANYway...
I've got two or three (if not more) random things to letcha's know. First off, I'm nearly traumatized here after what happened in the road outside my house today. THEY PAINTED A "LANES" LINE ON IT!!!!
Ick, man.
All this time, there's not been any lines on our road.
It was just a two-car wide stretch of asphalt.
But, they had to go and paint lines on it.
What's next?
Street lights?
God forbid...
What really needs to be next is a "HEY, ASSHOLE! Yer drivin' through the middle of a farm heah. Wanna slow the fuck DOWN?" sign. Hell, I'll paint that for 'em my own self.
All they'd hafta do is LET ME. And, actually, I'd patrol the road, too, if I could.
I have the car for it.
All's I need is a ticket book.
Or a hundred... Next up is another "find" I discovered, thanks to Rob.
He's the one who got me hooked on Gunsmoke.
Gunsmoke kinda leads to Bonanza.
And, on Bonanza today, there's this guy who is GORGEOUS.
His name was Cal Boulder.
He played a character today named Arnie Guthrie and that led me to lookin' him up on IMDb.
He was 6'4", 240 pounds, with a 52" chest and a 32" waist, blonde hair and arm muscles to kill a bitch to get to for.
(To for? Aw, ya'll know what I mean.)
(Which, by the way, oughta scare ya.) Anyway, unfortunately, Cal died last January.
But, good gol-DAMN, he was nice lookin'.
(He was also a Marine and then a cop when he was "discovered".)
(By Hollywood, not me.) This little info-mining expedition led me to this site, the most comprehensive, well-written Bonanza site I've ever seen. Did y'all know that Lorne Greene and James Arness rode the same horse?
Yep.
That Buckskin they each rode was the same one.
And, didja know that the first Paint horse Michael Landon used in Bonanaza was stabbed to death by some nutjob in his stall at the ranch he was rented from?
I didn't either...
Michael Landon put up a reward for the asshole who did that, but they never caught him. While I was finding all this out, I got a phone call, which requires a bit of background information. Back on September 29th, the day before that tractor battery blew up on the two Erics, we had gone to the Tractor Supply store in Hanover and gotten those two some winter/outer work clothes.
Jr.'s jacket saved his ASS when that stupid battery blew up, too, lem'me tell ya. Anyhoo, part of what we got for Sr. was a pair of CE Schmidt insulated biballs.
He prefers the biballs and a jacket, as opposed to the big one-piece deals because he can take off the coat if he gets too warm and he can move around better in the bibs and coat than he can in the one-piece suits. Well, about three weeks after we got those bibs, I had washed them (again) for him and when he went to put 'em on the next morning, there was a problem.
(Here's where we hafta go into (excruciating) detail for a minute...) On a pair of bibs, there are shoulder straps that have bent metal things on them that you slip the button on the front of the bibs into and slide it down to secure them.
Okay.Ya see that metal clip-thing hangin' in midair, there?
Look closely at it.
Ya notice how it's all one solid piece, not two "ends" coming together (that would need to be held together by some stupid clippy-thing)?
That there's nothing in the bottom of it, where the button on the bib rests when you have it clipped (holding said "ends" together)? Well, the ones we got Sr. have this little thing in there, at the bottom, that holds the two ends of the big metal clip-thing together.
It doesn't interfere with the button on the bib-front, it's just there to keep the whole clip together. This was the problem when he went to put the coveralls on that morning.
That clip that holds the whole metal thing together had fallen off, thereby pretty much rendering the coveralls themselves halfway useless because, without the stupid little clippy-thing to hold the ends together, the bib button pulled right through the clip and the strap snapped back over his shoulder. He wrapped about a yard of tape around the two ends and then, that night, I got involved and fixed them somewhat better with a piece of coathanger. Three weeks or so go by... Night before last, I washed those coveralls again.
When I pulled 'em out of the dryer, I noticed that the second clip-thing on the other strap had also fallen off. *exhales hard enough through nose to nearly blow boogers down the front of my shirt* I fixed it again with another piece of coathanger and fired off an angry email to the company that makes 'em. The email was sent through a form at their website, so I don't have a copy of it, but, basically, I told them... "Hi,
I bought a pair of your coveralls on September 29, 2006 and I have no idea where the receipt is so I don't expect much to be done about this, but..." Then, I told them the whole story I just told you and I added that, due to the stupid little clippy-thing and the fact that they had pretty much fallen apart in about six weeks, I was going to go get Sr. another pair of coveralls, probably CARHARTTS this time, and that, if asked about it by any other farmers or workers around here, I was gonna tell them the truth about what had happened with theirs and steer those people to the Carhartt section. I really didn't think anything would come of it.
I just wanted to vent because I was pissed when that second clip broke. Which brings us back to me perusing the Bonanza site when my phone rings with it's "you've got voicemail" ring.
(I'd turned it on while reading the Bonanza page to beep Sr. and tell him about that "Lorne and James rode the same horse" thing...) I get the v-mails and it's two different people, one the buyer for Tractor Supply and the other a guy from the company that actually manufactures the CE Schmidt brand of work clothes and each guy wanted to rectify the situation for me. *jaw drops and bounces offa desktop* Way too late to make a long story short BUT, in the interest of time as I do hafta get to the bank before 3pm, I'm gonna skip the details of the 45 minute conversation I had with the guy who works for the manufacturer and just, FINALLY, get to the (friggin') POINT (already, fer Chris'sakes, woman).
(Yeah, I hear ya's talkin' at me... *giggle*) Instead of having us return the coathanger-wire rigged bibs to the store, the guy is sending Sr. a new, more heavily insulated, pair of bibs AND, if the same thing happens again, he's gonna send us a check for what they cost. The cool part about that is that Sr. gets to keep the pair he has now and still get a new pair.
And, between the two of us, me and the guy on the phone, we pretty much figured out what was wrong with the pair he has now and the chances of the clips breaking again seem pretty slim.
Apparently, the little clippy-thing that holds the big metal thing together wasn't crimped correctly when they were made. It's unbelievable how far this guy went and is still gonna be going over this.
I'd mentioned in my email to them that, while at Wally-world, I went to show George that little clippy-thing on a pair of coveralls in there and that those coveralls didn't have that, leading me to the conclusion that they were better-made coveralls than the CE Schmidt's because the bottom of the metal clip was one solid piece. The guy I talked to had just gotten back from his local Wal-Mart, checkin' this out, when I called him. Can you believe that shit? My saying the ones in Wal-Mart are better got him so curious that he WENT THERE to see for himself.
*lmao* Then, when I told him how the clip thing broke, where it had failed, what area of it had snapped, he asked me for the "cut number" off the tag and is now gonna go audit the rest of the ones made at the same time as these to check the clippy-thing and MAKE SURE it got crimped correctly.
And, he's also gonna contact the designer/engineer/whatever people who make those big metal clip things and see about having the necessary break in the metal moved to the top of the metal thing, inside the shoulder strap, as opposed to the way they're made now.
It would be harder to pull that metal thing apart up there.
The stress would be more widely distributed and less likely to cause it to fail that way.
And, it wouldn't even need a stupid little clippy-thing that way. So, I guess this makes me two-fer-two in the Officially Saying "Hey, wait a got-damned minute here. Do WHAT?" Speech to the *HHWBIC's Responsible For Dumb Shit That Don't Need to be Happenin' in the First Place".
Liiiike... Giant discontinuing my frickin' cat litter and coveralls fallin' apart in less than two months.
*big grin*
(*Head Honchos What Be In Charge) I have never in my life officially bitched about stuff like this before.
All I ever did was rant-n-rave verbally and bitch my fingers off here, at Xfire.
And, while that did do me, personally, some good, it didn't produce these kinda results. I'm rather amazed by all this.
And no, I don't plan to make a career outta "officially bitchin' about shit" just because it works, either.
But... you kin betcher sweet bippy I will when it's for a good reason. And, on that note, I'm outta here.
I have got to git my ass to the bank.
Then, when I get back, there's a house that needs cleanin' and got-damned cookies still waiting to be baked and more potato and macaroni salad needin' to be made again and on and on and on.
*biiiiig breath* Meanwhile, y'all take care and I'll be back later. Peace Update @ 2:52pm
I made it.
In fact, not only did I make it to the bank before 3pm (no thanks WHATsoever to the fuckin' FOSSIL drving the stupid got-damned Subaru), I made it HOME before three.
God bless a Police Intercepter engine.
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