Four bucks a gallon gas

Ouch, there is a rumor that gas will cost four dollars a gallon this coming spring. That will cut into my vacation plans. Driving a 20 mile per gallon van would cost too much to go very far.. No thousand mile trips for me.

I remember when gas first hit the one dollar mark. Back in the early 70's there was a shortage of gas which caused much consternation. It was a real shortage. Stations ran out of gas. People lined up at stations that had gas to sell. It got so bad the government ordered Stations to fly flags that told if they were open or closed. Red flag for closed and green flag for open. On top of that people could only buy gas on certain days. If your license plate ended in a even number you could buy on even number dates.

All this resulted in the birth of the little Japanese cars. Small four cylinder Toyotas and Datsons.
Detroit couldn't follow suit and that was the beginning of the end for big American cars..

Now even the Toyotas and Hondas have to find ways to stretch milage to keep us rolling in the manner to which we have become accustomed..

Error Message

My four year old laptop has developed a cough. There is a error message every time I boot it up. I'm no expert when it comes to computers and I fear there may be a fatal illness creeping into my hard drive.

But, the laptop still can connect and I can still check E mail and post to the BLOG.

So, if any one wants to offer any suggestions about what to do with my situation it would be appreciated.

Mow, mow, mow your lawn

The flowers are blooming. The trees are getting leafs. The grass is growing. And growing. And Growing.

Spring has sprung...

The cycle of plant life has been renewed. I helped Mother Nature out by feeding my lawn. This winter I used a "dormant" lawn food... Dang if it didn't make the grass grow real fast. Now I have to mow every week..

Next year I'll remember to NOT fertilize in the winter..

And the Winner Is...

Oscar time. The awards are on TV tonight. I started watching at 5 PM and now it is 9 PM. The are just getting around to presenting the best actor. Jon Stewart is hosting and he said at the beginning of the show that it would be five or six hours long..

I don't care. I'm doing other stuff.. My laptop needs to be defraged. That will occupy me for the next hour or two.

I may look up when they announce the best picture.

Scrapbooking

The pictures have piled up for over several years. The material has been on the dining room table for longer than that. Now, at last, action is taking place.

We'll catch up now. Right. Sure we will.

I see a miniature print shop getting into production as we set rubber stamp tiles and cut out various shapes and forms. It is fun to make a stamp which spells a name backwards before you use it to make a word in the correct format.

It will be nice to see the dining room as a dining room when we finish with all the scrapbooks.

TGIF

Another Friday. Seems like we have one every week. Since I'm retired it doesn't mean as much as when I was working. I always looked forward to Friday when I worked. It meant the weekend was here and doing fun things.

Now my weekends are seven days long. I have to spend time planning what and where to go with so much time on my hands. What to do?

Vacation planning revolves around when school is out for the summer. Now I try to plan trips before school is out or after school starts again in the fall.

My playground is getting more crowded every year. Baby boomers are retiring and those folks are joining me during the prime retiree vacation times.

So, come out and play on the weekend. I'll get out of your way. I have all the rest of the week to play.....

Soaps

My dearest is enticed to the soaps. I resist becoming interested because every time I chance to view a tiny bit of the program it seems there is never any progress in the story line.

The same lead actor has been on the show for at least twenty years that I know of. The same problems occur over and over. Somebody is always in a coma in the hospital or dying.

I even saw a episode where a dead person comes back as a ghost. You just can't kill them off..

So, for an hour every day I find something else to do. I avoid the TV for that time period.

Pray I don't succumb to the disease of soaps..