More and more it seems, these days, my life is chronicled by what I’ve ordered online as much as anything else. I mean, the second leg of summer basically started with orders for a 20V circular saw, a set of sawhorses, a speed square, a tool belt, and a big ass pile of wood:
The fencing is coming along quite well, thank you very much. Of the 150 feet of replacement pickets I’ve been tasking I’m about 1/3 of the way done. I figured about 3 months – considering my volume of spare time – and that seems to be on track. Of course, then I have to stain/paint/finish it if I’m gonna. “If I’m gonna” depends 100% on will and weather, and I have no control over either. Funny that. Is it a recent revelation that I can only control my own will in the present and not in the future or the past? Very liberating. Must come with age.
Speaking of age, I turned 54 this year, which feels like 53 only older. I still feel younger than 55, which is good. I still feel young enough to not drive 55, which is sometimes good. I couldn’t drive 55 on my way to Monterey a couple of weeks ago because the flow of traffic was about 80. My wife and I decided to cruise down there for the weekend to celebrate our 25th. Possibly her favorite place on Earth. We had a room at a hotel that was seconds from Old Fisherman’s Wharf. We spent the weekend trying new foods, staring at the ocean, drinking in bars, walking, talking and looking at fish. Fish are bad.
Online purchases to commemorate that weekend were (a) hotel bookings, (b) some new tops for my wife to wear, (c) several plaques and blankets concerning silver anniversary quotes and idioms, and (d) two brand new wallets to replace my old one because I didn’t like the first new one I bought. However, because the second one was only slightly better than the first one, I took my old wallet instead. Anyone need an unused wallet or two?
My wife did ask me what I wanted for my birthday. I said “a new fence” much quicker than I anticipated. The heart wants what the heart wants. Luckily, the pricing of materials and tools and the pricing for a weekend in Monterey was about the same, so we both feel really special.
Of course, since the weekend was a lark – a last-minute decision – we didn’t get a chance to see anybody we know in the area, and I didn’t get to take “time off.” I switched a Saturday and a Monday for two Thursdays with the boss and that put me behind on three days worth of chores. Now, my life is playing catch up. Part of catching up is making sure everything else in life runs smoothly so I grabbed some extra RAM to speed up my computer. Computering takes a lot of my time (reading, writing, surfing, emails, banking, Madden, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera) so I figured I’d maximize my clocking speed. I have no idea whether I used “clocking speed” in context there. Mole will tell me. And, yes, I bought the RAM online. That’s the last thing I bought online, actually, and it will arrive tomorrow. The second-to-the-last thing I bought online, which arrived yesterday, was a 16-month Marvel Superheroes wall calendar that starts this September. That was an impulse buy. I’m still a kid.
My intention this morning on TomBeingTom.Com was to spell out to anyone still listening how Joe Biden has proven to be, so far, the 4th or 5th best president of my lifetime. There’s been 10 or 11 since I was born – the 11th being Lyndon B who was technically president for about 6 months while I was learning to laugh, cry, roll over, move objects, and respond to the sound of my name.
Who are we kidding. I was probably responding to my name in the first hour. 😎
But because Lyndon B was riding out the last few months of a term he did not wish to repeat, he probably doesn’t count. Nixon counts. We know way too much about Nixon not to count him.
However, because I spent so much time talking about Tom I never quite got to Joe. I’ll recount the “Presidents of My Lifetime” in the next installment (or not) and make the case for Joey B, who is still slightly better than average. Spoiler alert: Richard Nixon was second worst.
That’s all I got for you today. I have to get some banking done, hit the shower, do a 7-hour work day, run the Saturday night game for the wife, and wake up and go to church.
Church, by the way, is closing. No more Shameless. More on that later.
Folks, have a great weekend and great days to follow. Buy what you need, buy what you like. Take a short, practically unplanned trip. Build something. Love, live, try to go the speed limit, and never, ever, ever act your age.
The years will come no matter what.
Enjoy the days. ❤️