2/25/14

I didn’t get around to talking to y'all yesterday because I couldn’t be bothered.  Today I'm fighting through my indifference to bring a little light entertainment to your dreary lives.  So as I mentioned Friday, mom wanted to go TV shopping when I got home from work.  This we did.  We first went to dinner at Black Eyed Pea and were disappointed with the service and food.  From there we went to Best Buy with the plan being we’d check prices and then go to Sam’s.  This we did not do.  We wound up buying a 60” Sharp and having it loaded in the back of Fifi.  Saturday morning we waited to hear from my brother.  At 1000 h he called to say he was leaving Garland and would be there in an hour.  I decided to go to the credit onion and ask about a questionable charge on my account.  After finishing at the CU, I looked at the clock and saw that I still had half an hour before Bruce was due at the house.  “Can I make it to Bloodbath & Beyond and home in half an hour?” I asked myself.  The answer was, “No, probably not… but you can go to Elk Castle!”  See, I wanted another Sight Mark optic to replace the 3x scope I can't seem to make work on any of the guns anymore.  I took off down White Settlement Road towards Cherry Lane.  On CL I decided I'd swing through Academy first and see what they had in way of optics.  They had the very optic I had intended to buy at the gun show but had to settle for the cheaper model because the one I wanted had been sold.  I bought it.  Back at the house I installed it on the 90/22 and put the other on the 7.62x39 Saiga.  It needed a riser.  While messing with all of that, my brother arrived.  We strained our asses lifting the heavy-assed old TV down from the stand and went out for the new one which was still in the back of Fifi.  It is half the weight of the other guy!  We got it in and set up then mom made us break for lunch.  After that we decided that an optical audio “cable” would allow me to hook the new TV into the surround sound DVD player I have.  We went to Radio Shack and bought one.  With that installed and set up, we had a look at putting the old TV in the back of Bruce’s pickup so he could haul it to his son’s house.  We tried to lift it off the floor to no avail.  It was too heavy and unwieldy.  We rocked it onto a four-wheel dolly thingy and rolled it out to the front porch.  There we tried again to lift it and almost died.  It was then that he remembered that the base comes off and weighs eighty pounds.  I grabbed some Allen wrenches and removed the base.  The TV was actually movable now.  We put it in the back of his truck and I went back for the base… yeah, eighty pounds my ass!  It was one hundred if it was an ounce!  I humped it down to the truck and set it in.  He went inside to see if mom was awake to say “Goodbye” but she was napping.  He left so I settled in to catch up on my BVD recordings from earlier in the week.  Two observations: 1) shows shot on video, TBS’s “Men at Work” I'm looking in your direction, don’t see as funny in HD for some reason.  I guess it is the daytime soap/porn look of the video recording process is too distracting for me.  B) Jeremy Clarkson on “Top Gear” looks really old in HD… like really REALLY old.  Sure, the other two are getting long in the tooth, but JC… yikes!  Ok, I hate to sound like I agree with Simon Cowell’s assessment of JC’s need for some cosmetic work… but I can see his point, I suppose.  Anyhoo, that was how Saturday went down.  Sunday mom and I went to lunch at Papadeaux’s and then I went to Bloodbath & Beyond for the optic riser I “needed” for the 7.62x39 Saiga.  I also bought five Picatinny rail sling mounts so I could put lanyards on the covers for all these optics.  Back at the house I installed all of this new gear and now consider my long guns “complete.”  Oh, before lunch I decided to watch “Logan’s Run” on DVD again.  I made it up to the point where they were outside the city walls about to discover Washington DC and quit.  Good flick, but I'm beginning to see more and more plot holes the more times I watch it.  Meh, whaddayagonnado?  Well, I'm about to get an alarm telling me to take some speaker to a meeting… and there it is, so I guess I'm going to call it a rant.  Have a day.