What do they think we are, STUPID? Well, OK, some of us are, I guess... that's why the gov'ment has to protect us so well...

I mean, like, how many auto adds start off, "COMPLETE CAR! JUST ADD WHEELS (and an engine)" or real estate ads..."COMPLETE HOUSE... roof, windows and doors optional..."

I've just been getting irritated with computer ads lately. No, I always have been, I just haven't mentioned it... or if I mentioned it, I forgot that I did.

It's weird, only working eight hours. It's been a long time since I've done this... last time I was still working days, I think. Well, maybe not that long ago, but that's the best that my memory can do.

Easy night. I like it when that happens... easy, and only eight hours. I think that I will get some stuff done today when I get home... I need to put some more floor-leveling compound down in the kitchen, they're going to be coming tomorrow morning to lay the carpet... I hope that they got a good piece this time.

After I do that, I might put the door in between the old kitchen and the new one, or at least get the frame in place, so I can sheet-rock the rest of the bar area. I might even get some sheet-rocking started...

Or I might just play on the computers. Depends on my mood by the time I get home... it's 06:30 now, and I'm feeling full of energy. Of course, that energy has a way of dissipating suddenly when I see my bed...

Yep. Got home, run right out of energy. I think that what I might do is just go to bed, then get stuff done when I awake... does that sound like a deal?

I looked up disability attorneys in the phone book. There's not a lot of them, but the ones that advertise say no fees unless they do it right, so I might go see one next week. Just to see.

I don't know if I could do it though... I've known guys that really weren't disabled at all that get the money, and I know how pissed I get about that. I would hate to have people thinking that way about me.

On the other hand, who really cares what people think? They're not living my life, walking in my shoes, doing the work I do... their legs probably don't hurt when they get home from work. Yeah. The hell with them.

09:46...
Little change of plans here... I don't know why, but I started thinking about the back deck. And my power washer.

Yes, it's that time of the year again, in fact, past time.

Crack maintenance... it's not about personal hygiene, it's about rotting decks. But it shouldn't be, but it is.

I neglected crack maintenance last fall, when Tyler and I were in the midst of the kitchen project. And so far this spring, it's been too cool and rainy to do it. And the power washer was not working.

Well, I got the part last week for the power washer, and today I realized that, in order to get the supply hose to stay on the damned thing, all that I needed was a hose clamp. The supply hose would pop off every time I would release the trigger... the threads were engineered too small for some dumb Sears Craftsman ™ reason. I've been fighting with the damned thing for five years, before I had today's inspiration...

So... I needed a hose clamp. Could I find one the right size? I surely had one... somewhere in the basement. A phrase that JD and Tyler have learned to hate...

Anyway, after a half-hour of searching, I found one that would just barely work... but just barely was good enough. Sometimes, I really hate trying to find stuff... but when I have the time, it's kinda fun.

I have all sorts of neat junk in the basement. Incidentally, I'm the only one that can call it junk. To the less knowledgeable, it's stuff. Good stuff, mostly. Stuff that I will use someday, if I live to be a hundred...

But that's all beside the point. The point is, I got started on the cracks and found that there were a lot of little trees trying to grow in the tracks. Bad sign. The deck is redwood, about ten years old... beautiful wood, redwood... and many of the pieces are rotting. I'm afraid that I will need to replace the whole deck, probably next year. Hopefully, after I get the garage done.

But there is a good component in this... I love building decks. Decks are fun, and I'm gradually accumulating experience... like, knowing not to use redwood for the decking. And knowing not to be so expansive... both of my decks are huge.

So, anyhoo, I think that I'll go work on the floor in the kitchen and then go to bed. So I will have accomplished something today...