Saturday, August 26, 2006
Whats Been Goin On
Over the past couple weeks I've had a few interesting days and a few annoying ones. Days like when we helped my parents clean up their yard and parting with my '63 Ford. A long day of dealing with a natural gas leak. Fortunately to balance things out, I got to spend a nice Sunday afternoon driving around with J.R. on a little adventure. We even took the tards with us.The thing with my parents was some annoying bullshit. You see, my parents at some point decided to start hoarding stuff. Not useful stuff like 40+ year old car parts either. Nope. Not my parents. They started stockpiling stuff that other people were getting rid of. Stuff from my grandparents farm house. Shit they will never use. But that's just the half of it.
In the mean time they let their yard go to shit. So someone called the county health department and the village's code enforcement. So a couple days later I get this frantic call from my mom at 10 am. She's all worked up about how their neighbor turned them in, how she's out to get them, and how I need to get my truck out of their garage. She's borderline hysterical at this point.
I had previously offered to remove my truck from their garage. They declined due to the giant stack of shit they had piled in, around, and on top of my truck. You couldn't even see my truck under all this shit. But now it's this huge issue and my truck in her mind is the source of the problem. Yeah, I'm sure. I'm sure it's not the two unregistered cars (not mine mind you) in the driveway. Or the tree that was cut up in the middle of the driveway, or the waste high weeds along the garage. It's definitely not the swimming pool that the Creature from the Black Lagoon is using for a summer home. Nope. It must be my truck.
Anyway, long story short. I got my truck out of there. Unfortunately, at the point in time I had no place to store said truck, and only a short amount of time to deal with it. Having it parked in my yard was not an option as that would have put me well over there four car limit. So I did the dirty deed, and sent it to scrap yard. Considering that I had removed the entire drivetrain, the scrap yard didn't what to fess up any cash for the truck. Turns out they only give fifty bucks for a completely intact vehicle. That way they can part it out at twenty times what they paid for it. Sometimes I think I work in the wrong business.
A couple days later, a guy I know ruptured a gas line in his yard. He was putting in a new sidewalk and was laying out the forms for the cement. To hold it all in place he drove 3/8" rebar into the ground. About half way through he hit a 'rock'. He whacked the rebar again and all of a sudden that rock started hissing. The whole yard was quickly filled with the scent of rotten egg farts. I asked him if he had planned on hitting the gas main or if it was a spur of the moment decision. I don't think he saw the humor in that.
So, a few minutes later he got to call the gas company and tell them what happened. Funny, they didn't see the humor in it either. They came out and had it sealed the line in about an hour. They told him that they would finish replacing the line the next day. They also informed him that he would be receiving a fine for not calling JULIE. Somewhere in the neighborhood of one to five thousand dollars. For some reason I don't think he's gonna learn his lesson.
Last Sunday J.R. and I took a drive with the puppies. There was a church and an old car she wanted to show me. After that we were going to stop by a forest preserve and take the tards for a walk. We stopped to see the church first. It looks like an old frontier type church. Small, pleasant and easy on the eye. It actually looks kinda of small for the outside, but it holds between 100 and 130 people.
I'm not a religious person (most people consider me to be a heathen which is fine by me) and I'm definitely not a Christian by any means, but I still find the design of some churches interesting. Centuries old gothic churches, not the cookie cutter Christian learning center that just popped up with it's own mall attached to it. You know the one. It's right down the street from the beige people, living in their beige house in their beige neighborhood. Filled to the brim with all those born again hypocrites.
Sorry about that, started getting a little side tracked there. So after that we took the puppies for their much anticipated walk. I started walking Hermione, but after a few minutes I had to switch puppies and take Moo. Moo likes to tug and pull which is hard on J.R.'s arm. There is no doubt in my mind the that puppy will be able to pull an entire car some day. She's so small still but she pulls with the force of a tank. We took the down by the river so they could check it out. Ninny actually went into the water up to her knees. Moo on the other hand, wasn't having it. Maybe the river smelled to nasty for her tastes. She does seem to eat less cat poop than Ninny does.
On our return trip to drop off the tards at home we stopped to check out the car the J.R. saw. At first passing I didn't think to much of it, but upon closer inspection I became more interested. Unfortunately, there was a German Shepard running loose on the property, and with the tards in the car, I didn't feel like getting out to ask questions. After a little research, it was confirmed that it was indeed a Chevy. A 1954 Chevy to be more precise. Which model, I am not sure of. It is either A one-fifty, a two-ten, or possibly a Bel Air. They are all basically the same car just different trim options. At an asking price of $1800, it's right in my price range. The big questions are what's wrong with it and what's it missing. I plan on making a return trip next weekend to get some answers for the current owner. Hmm, I wonder if he's interested in a trade?
greasemonkey1320 at 6:04 AM
10 People who found a peppercorn
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at 4:54 AM
Katy Barzedor said... Heathen, pagan, satan lover - what's in a name?
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Candy said...
THe puppies were SOOOO happy that day. Even though there was no cat poop to eat at the park.
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Susie said...
The VERY LAST thing I expected to read here was about Jess going to church. OK, to A church. But still. Miracles do happen. (Actually, I'm counting on that :)
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Candy said...
I like churches, pretty ones. I stand in them quite often without bursting into flames. Ok ok, I dodge around alot, but still, no flames yet.
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greasemonkey1320 said...
It's all the lightning you gotta watch out for.
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Madame D said...
Bob and weave. Bob and weave.
That is one awesome car! Is it terribly scary, or not too bad?-
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Katy Barzedor said...
Will there be cat poop in the church?
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Katy Barzedor said...
Seriously, I happen to know where we can get all the cat poop you could want.
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greasemonkey1320 said...
I think the puppies have dibs on that poop already.
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at 7:07 PM
said... Yes! Daddy loves us and is bringing us poop!