After going a year without wearing my watch, on Friday I finally got the band fixed. I took it to a jeweler right outside of my neighborhood. Not only did I get my best watch fixed, I dropped a bag of watches needing batteries on him, too. Those will take longer for him to fix, as he’s slammed with holiday business at the moment.
It’s weird having a watch after not having one for so long. It sure looks nice, though!
(The title comes from a redneck’s last words, of course).
The major snowstorm expected to hit here actually headed north, where it dumped almost two feet of snow on some areas in Virginia.
We’ve got cold drizzly rain here. Can’t say I’m jealous, actually.
Looks like Wince-tin-Salem might be the recipient of the bulk of this storm’s snow, said by forecasters to possibly exceed a foot!
Here in Rawlee we may see an inch of snow before it changes to rain. Or we could see more. Who knows?
I’ve heard mention of a winter storm watch for this weekend. After checking the forecast models and reading the forecast discussion, it does indeed seem as if someone is going to be hammered with massive snowfall. The question is where?
So exactly who is this Parson Brown? Does he really look like a snowman? Where does he spend all of his time if he’s never in town?
Also, is it really appropriate to say “no, man” to a man of the cloth? And why is he so nosy, asking couples if they’re married? Is this really any of his business? I mean, these people are just going for a walk: it’s not like there’s too much PDA or anything.
I just don’t understand all of this “winter wonderland” stuff.
I was concerned last Monday when I drove past a huge pile of garbage scattered near the Davis Drive exit of NC 540. Multiple bags of trash were now all over the road and shoulder. It was a real mess.
Fortunately I have the number for the Wake County division of the North Carolina Department of Transportation and brought it to their attention. By the next afternoon there were a dozen bright orange garbage bags where the scattered trash had been. Not only that, but other parts of NC 540 were cleaned as well.
Kudos to the NCDOT for its prompt response!
I’ve been thinking more about the MDVIP program that my former doctor ran off and joined. The program is pitched as a way to be seen by your doctor much easier than in a traditional medical practice: for the annual fee of $1500 over and above your other healthcare charges.
What’s been bothering me is the ridiculousness of it all. Why should a patient pay extra for something that the doctor should be doing all along: being responsive to his patients (otherwise known as “customers”)? Why don’t doctors already accept only enough patients that they can comfortably deal with? If you load up on thousands of patients where you can only spend 10 minutes with each, you’re doing it wrong!
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I’ve been spending a little time here and there sorting through the hundreds of videotapes I’ve created over the years. I watched one tonight from my Navy days, featuring a tour of my ship. One of my shipmates walks up and says hello: a guy named Marty Glendening. He was soft-spoken but a heck of a guy.
After watching the tape I popped his name into The Google to see if I could find him. That’s when I got the sad news that he is no longer with us. He died at the young age of 31. I found his obituary on this site:
Martin Glendening
STANTON – Martin Alan “Marty” Glendening, 31, of San Diego died Thursday, May 29, 1997, in San Diego. Graveside service will be at 10:30 a.m. Wednesday in Evergreen Cemetery. Arrangements are by Gilbreath Funeral Home.
He was born Aug. 16. 1965, in Las Vegas. He served in the Navy for 12 years. Survivors include his wife, Deborah Glendening, and two daughters, Michelle Glendening and Chelsie Glendening, all of San Diego; his parents, Jeff and Michaeleen Glendening of Tarzan; four sisters, Debbie Smith of Stanton, Tracy Paulk of Lamesa, Jill Allred of Mesquite and Elizabeth Washburn of College Station; his grandmother, Virginia Glendening of Midland; and numerous uncles, aunts and cousins.
Learning that one of my friends died makes me feel old.
A friend got a mysterious automated survey call from the phone number 678-253-6210. This supposedly is from an outfix known as Tele Europe 2. According to 800notes.com, many people have gotten hang-up calls from this company and are not happy. If you get a call from this company please let me know.
Being that I was once a postal address geek, I found this YouTube video interesting. It shows how Japanese postal addresses differ from European and American addresses.
To a certain point I enjoyed the trivialities of postal addresses, but not enough to make it a career. I’m glad I don’t deal with this from day to day anymore.
