6/20/14

Spiderman was on vacation with the family all week so I decided to NOT bother him with my inane requests to post rants.  I believe he’s home now so…  Last week, Juan may remember, I was waiting for Friday to send one last e-mail to the dude in Houston who asked to trade a Remington 870, a Spike’s Tactical AR lower, and some other bits for my Kushnapup Saiga 12.  I sent him the one e-mail and received an immediate reply that he did still want to trade.  He was unavailable Saturday but suggested that evening.  I shot John a text asking if it were even remotely possible for him to go with me that night fully expecting the answer to be “No.”  I was pleasantly surprised when he said he could go and that I should pick him up around 1830 h with a 2000 h meet time in Buffalo, Texas.  I arranged everything with the dude in Houston and tried to cut out of work early to round up all the shit I was taking to him.  I got an e-mail from an admin asking if I had her loaner laptop right as I was trying to leave.  I met her in the store room we share and had a look around since the last time she remembered anyone having it was when I asked to borrow it for the Asian Heritage event last month.  It was not in our closet.  We agreed that we’d continue the investigation Monday.  I went home and swapped optics on the Saiga 12 to the flip up “iron” sights I showed in the ad.  I hauled ass to John’s and arrived at about 1830 h, as expected.  He was having carpet installed.  I took off to get gas and cash and came back around 1845 h to learn that the carpet guys weren’t done yet.  They finished at about 1915 h and we took off down 287.  I was doing at least 75 to 80 the whole way down and arrived at the Dairy Queen around 2040 h.  The dude and I did our deal and then John and I ate… ha, we had Dude sandwiches!  Now, I’m not saying we killed, chopped up, grilled, and ate the dude from Houston… no, we had chicken fried steak sandwiches which Dairy Queen calls “The Dude.”  After we ate I tossed John the keys and let him drive home since I was still in “haul ass to make it to the appointment” mode and he was the one with an “I gotta get home before…” deadline.  I suppose my “HATMITTA” could have gotten us home quicker but, whaddayagonnado?  Saturday we met at the shop and did some stuff to the cars.  I think we installed the dash in Lil’ Wiggly and probably did something with his car as well.  Sunday I... did stuff, I’m sure.  Monday when I got to work I went into the store room to see about getting the asset tag off of the non-missing laptop.  The “little donkey” tag had been removed from the laptop in the closet.  I told the admin this and she said, “No, it is right there next to the label with my name!”  Yeah, there was no label with her name nor was there an assette tag.  I brought it to her and she said this was not the laptop she showed me Friday.  We got into it and discovered that it was, in fact, NOT the laptop she had shown me Friday!  Someone had gone in over the weekend and swapped them out!  So, the ‘top we thought I’d lost was back and the one which was there Friday was now gone.  We called tech services and the railroad cops and once I was satisfied that I was out of the loop I went to my office.  The rest of the week has been pretty slow and boring… unlike that riveting tale I just told, right?  Anyhoo, I guess that’s about all I have to say.  We’ll be working on cars tomorrow and I’m going to take that AR lower to the gun show Sunday to see if I can sell it.  I really don’t need to build an AR… especially not one in .50 Beowulf, which is where I’m leaning at the moment.  We’ll see.