Friday Fandango in These titles mean nothing.

  • Feb. 27, 2015, 9:49 a.m.
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a lively Spanish dance for two people, typically accompanied by castanets or tambourine.

Well, there’s music.

Same song, pretty girl, and Willie being nice to her.

I see by the front page that a paying version of PB is coming. Good.

I looked up the ethics of ad blocking software the other day. It bothers me a little bit to do it. I wonder why? Makes me feel guilty. But not guilty enough not to do it.

Gosh there is a lot of life like that. We entertain scruples but we don’t throw them out. Here, dear scruple, have a cup of tea, and a beer too while you’re at it. Sit in my parlor, and I will hem and haw, and bitch and moan. But I won’t change my behavior.

So when I can lay my cash on the line, that will be one less scruple to serve pancakes to.

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Temp is minus 11, wind is 4 mph and humidity is 79%.

I’m up an hour earlier. Work starts at 5 and goes till 3:30 today. Those will be our hours next week and for the foreseeable future. We are back to four ten hour days. That means Fridays off unless there is required overtime. I won’t be able to work next Friday because I have agreed to see the doctor again. Oh well, whatever.

The blower on the car’s heater went out yesterday. I did not have it on my way to work. Jim tried changing a fuse but the new fuse blew out again right away too. So I guess it will be chilly driving. I didn’t have any trouble with the windows frosting up yesterday and I trust I won’t today either.

There is a John Deere cab tractor on the highway in the mornings. I pass it. It’s an Amish hired man driving a tractor supplied by his employer to work. He of course can’t own or drive his own vehicle but he can do it when it’s required for work. The tractor is new and shiny and I bet the heater works good.

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Ah, look at me. I just invited another scruple to tea.

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I had a pot of coffee last night and I’m still awake. I have a nice job today and I am looking forward to it. It has very long wires - some are 440 inches - but it’s pretty simple. I should not get into trouble with it. It will last most of the day. Then I will get something else to do.

Happy Friday, everyone.


Last updated February 27, 2015


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