THIS AND THAT AND KARMA TOO.

The other day as I was on my way home I merged off 16th avenue onto 52nd street and pulled in behind a lady in a mini van. It warmed my heart to see her right signal light was on as we approached the next intersection. Nice to see some people still know what the damn things are for. Then she drove straight through the intersection with blinker merrily blinking away...sigh.

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Habit is an interesting thing. As I was cooking up something that required one cup of water, I grabbed a measuring cup, filled it with water, poured the water, then put the measuring cup in the sink for washing. Then something made me stop and ponder...why would I wash something, in tap water, that had nothing in it but tap water? Why not just dry it? How many times have I washed this darn cup like that? Then I mentally shrugged my shoulders and washed the cup.

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A customer was telling me he had driven out to his cottage, loaded the family dirt bikes and ATVs into his toy hauler trailer and brought them back to do a bunch of maintenance, then proceeded to complain to me about the price of the oil filters I was selling him. Big truck and trailer? Cabin by the lake? Dirt bikes and ATVs? Boy I can sure sympathize...oh wait, I'm working on a Saturday, instead of riding, and politely listening to you bitch about $9.99.

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Finally bit the (expensive) bullet and replaced my motorcycle helmet. I really didn't want to as the old one was so comfy, I could wear it for hours. But the darn things should be replaced every 5-6 years and I've had the helmet for almost 9. Gone for a couple of rides in the new one and, well, it smells funny. I guess it's the mini version of new car smell. I hate breaking in new stuff. Grumpy old fartedness at its worst.

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Our lovely almost daughter-in-law left her cell phone at work and had no way of getting it back for a couple of days. The Explorer teasingly commented (to me) that people who only have a cell phone, and no land line, should be more careful of where they leave the thing. Not 1/2 an hour later as she was preparing to go out, the Explorer was wandering around the house looking for her cell phone. Calling the cell phone from the house phone garnered no results. Nor did a search of the car. Several calls to the last few places she was at finally resulted in success...it was at our son and daughter-in law's house...yes, the same daughter-in -law. Karma, yup, she's a bitch.

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Today is Mother's Day and I want to end this post with a big "I LOVE YOU MOM!" Thanks for raising me right, none of this stuff is your fault...I blame Dad.