.
Not down until 22:30, I think. Pretty close. I set the alarm for
eight and ten. I shut the eight off immediately, snoozed through the ten
alarm until twenty two after, or so.
Then a shower. I had moved dishes out so I could get to a shower first
thing, and... roughly... did. Took a while. My body does
hurt. Why? I can't say.
I got the items to be returned together, then out. After pulling the
Xterra up and out, readying her to go. then got out a bit after
noon. Faster than I thought I could, had to push. And... got
lucky. I was halfway out of town when I remember that my phone was at
home. So I had to return and get it... for the returns and general use
with so many business things going on, potentially, besides.
It took a bit, but I did find the dentist's office. But, inside?
There were several offices. I couldn't tell immediately, so had to ask
around. Now I know. Just a checkup and x-rays. They have to
send that in, then get allowance for cleaning or else. Doctor was
impressed. For five years, and at my age? All good. I'm to
check back in two weeks if I haven't heard. Maybe contacting dental up
there even say tomorrow/this week. They... can sit on their hands.
Or get busy and forget. So, okay, I'll call tomorrow.
Then to pick up burger. At first it looked like everything was four
pounds. Was that correct? I think so. But I had ordered
twenty three pound packages. I was a bit hot. It wasn't one or two
packs that was extra by a pound, but every one... if I saw correctly.
Three pounds is pushing it, for even a single bachelor. But four?
Meat would be going bad.
Yes, I got... a little hot. I have had problems there every time.
This time I put my foot down. I told him this was absolutely
unacceptable. I told him to call me if or when he made it right.
Then went for pizza. I wouldn't have gone for pizza otherwise.
But, it worked. Just as I was finishing, I got the call. Then went
and picked it up.
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Tired, sore. Not from today, before I went out. Not sure
why. But, I think I am going to cut carvedilol in half. I have to
think that is the problem. Maybe I could, eventually, get used to
it. But I doubt that. I gave it a shot, but... no. Too
much. Though, that may not be the problem. I should have been dead
thirty years ago. I'll... never be right in this world. Can be
better? Or... maybe not. Maybe I am hitting the end of the
road. Still, I am going to try.
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As to the bike? I have some plans. I will be asking the lads to
help me sort out additions to the bike. Call it homework. It has
some guards, but is missing some. I want one of them to figure out what
is missing, what brand will fit with what I have, and get me the
information. The other will help figure out a center stand and a sealed
battery. I don't want a battery that could leak out if tipped. As
well, they will help find some other guards for the battery and oil filter,
plus an easier setup for turning on the reserve tank... if that hasn't been
updated.
Me? I get to find a shield riser, and possibly extra front lights.
If the ones on her are floods, I'll get broad beams... or the reverse if the
reverse. As well, I plan on getting a shorty oil plug, magnetic.
And, change the oil out to synthetic. It's how I roll. Then, at
some point, we get to gather and do some wrenching.
While gearing her up, I'd like to look at the suspension, see if they have
upgraded that. If not, that will be on the drawing board. Plus,
considerations for a larger rear tire, and extra tires so that I have tires
much readier for road use, and tires made much more for off-road work.
Though... when those will be bought and added to the kit will depend on
cost. Ugh.
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Oh, as to riding? I have been looking for the better driving training
programs. What I ended up latching onto was... u-turns. U-turns,
slow and tight, get the dirtiest numbers. Which... means it's the
hardest trick. So... I went looking.
Why do I pick dames? Men, to my mind, ride better, or die without
complaining as much? But women approach things with more caution.
I... like how women learn, and teach things, even outside of their...
natures. Bikes? Outside of damn natures? Look at the
numbers, and shut it.
Still, as I said, I pick them because they are very much more step by step,
and cautious. They might get tangled up in fear, and going slow, but if
they make it beyond they do well. This little sister caught my
attention.
Though I did look at a fellow fellows too. Some were talking
Swahili. Zones, and this, and pressure, and... no... I had no idea
what some were talking about, what that meant, and they just... did.
Which is great, if you are advanced, or even really a trainer of some sort so
know the terms. But for a noob, no. But I did find one who,
mostly, explained and got the thoughts across a bit better.
One of the things I am ordering is cones. Not... for the
beginning. But, once the method(s) is(are) roughly down (probably more
than just u-turns), I'll want to tighten them. Get just as tight as the
bike can do them. The world is not nice, or patient. People can be
cruelly, dangerously, murderously, demanding on the road. Best to...
figure out how to survive.
Anyway... that is the idea. Lower and slower is the more dangerous,
mostly. So, that is where I will focus. Initially. Although,
I may speak with a particular woman. She likes the idea of my bike as
much as she likes me? I'm guessing. Especially as to regarding her
men riding the bike. I've... got to get some things sorted out.
Don't... make a matron angry. Or... give her the option to say "no", as
to her men going into danger. She has to give her permission, or that is
that. Some red lines I won't cross.
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