I’m not entirely sure what the purpose of this thing is. I “think” it’s a sort of battery that assures the sub pump stays in operation if the power gets knocked out. Usually when the power gets knocked out and is off for a long time, this thing whistles until I go downstairs and hit the black switch to shut it up.
The whistling is incredibly loud and fills the whole house. It makes me wish my deafness went the other way and low pitched sounds are what I’m sensitive to, instead of high pitched sounds. But that’s not the case. I’m very sensitive to high pitched sounds.
Today, the damn thing has been going off every twenty or thirty minutes. And I have power. I guess because all the frozen rain from the last couple days is melting and my basement has a bit of water, the sub pump is running nonstop.
But the power isn’t out. So, I don’t know why the stupid thing keeps going off. That whistling is very distracting. I’m tired of going downstairs to hit the black switch.
UPDATE:
It hasn’t gone off in a while. I think this truck is why.
Hunting has been on my mind lately. But deer season isn’t until October. I was on the DNR site yesterday, to see which seasons are open. Right now, I don’t think anything is, but Spring Turkey Season is coming up.
I guess if there are any license leftover after the drawing, and there usually are, I can get a turkey license. So, I’m thinking about it. During the last deer season, my trail camera got a lot of pictures of turkey, so I know they’re out there.
If I’m understanding correctly, we can’t use bait. We can use calls, but I’m not good with calls.
Thinking about it.
I had been searching for a year for something like this. I didn’t really mind what city, but I’m pleased that the one I found is of Detroit. It’s actually a painting, but it looks like a photograph.
The view is from the Renaissance Center. Whoever made this had the same idea I did and went out of their way to make sure the picture showed reflections from the window they’re looking out of.
Since getting it up on the wall, I haven’t been able to stop looking at it.
Joe Ledger does not fuck around. He’s a natural badass and the guy you want on your team. Joe doesn’t waste time talking. He takes action and gets the job done.
Patient Zero, Jonathan Maberry‘s first Joe Ledger novel, is packed with wild action that keeps you turning the pages.
Joe Ledger, a Baltimore police officer, is recruited by the Department of Military Science to lead the newly formed Echo team against the worst terrorist threat yet. The entire human race is in danger and Joe must not fail.
The blank back wall in my office will not be blank for much longer. I’ve been searching for a year and I finally found a window view that will work for me. It’s not exactly what I had in mind, but it’ll do.
I just placed the order. The picture should arrive in a week or two. It’ll be 36 inches long and 24 inches wide. Can’t wait to get it on my wall.
Villanova was a mighty foe. Not even Jordan Poole could save us. Villanova beat Michigan by seventeen points. I think they had two or three guys with an incredible talent for making shots far outside the arch.
My team accepted their loss with proper sportsmanship. I’m proud of them. They didn’t let us down. They played their best.
I still have some whiskey left, so I’m going to drink that.
It wasn’t so long ago that my brother had an online business called The Holster Shack. He sold holsters and firearm accessories, which included magazines for pistols and rifles, ammo for pistols, shotguns and rifles, scopes, range bags and all kinds of shit that firearm owners would be interested in.
I signed on as an unofficial promoter. It was my job to run the business’s Facebook page and keep people entertained. We had more than 5,000 followers. All were firearm owners and fans of the Second Amendment. Many were current and former Military personnel and many were NRA members.
One article I wrote and posted on there had to do with my belief that firearms are weapons and should be classified as such. This started a huge argument between NRA members and Military personnel.
The NRA takes a very fierce position that firearms are not weapons, firearms are merely tools that can be used as weapons. The Military feels strongly that firearms are weapons and should never be classified as tools.
The NRA members were saying things like, “anything can be used as a weapon, anything at all.” as if this justified their position that firearms are not weapons, but tools. They’re not wrong, anything can be used as a weapon. But, when you think about it, pretty much everything is a tool.
My cell phone is a tool, my computer is a tool, my chair is a tool, this shot glass of whiskey is a tool.. All these things can be used as weapons, but they were not specially designed for that purpose.
The Military personnel in that argument felt that calling a firearm a tool and denying that it is a weapon was undermining the deadly seriousness of firearms. Of course a firearm, like everything else, is a tool. But firearms, no matter how they’re marketed–like “Uh, this one is meant for target shooting and this one is meant for hunting.”–are designed to be weapons.
I’m very much in agreement with the Military on this. Firearms are weapons. They are designed to kill. No matter how you use them, there is no denying what they’re meant for. Firearms are serious, deadly, dangerous weapons.
That was the Michigan-Loyola Chicago game. Michigan had me pretty nervous. In the second half, they were far behind. But they caught up and got ahead. The final score is Michigan 69- Loyola Chicago 57.
Michigan will be in the NCAA Championship game, which will be Monday night.
Next up is Kansas and Villanova. I have friends who are Kansas fans, so I hope their team wins. It’d be nice if we could faceoff in the Championship game.
It started as a means for me to try Carlo Rossi’s Sangria. My friend Megan suggested I try the sangria, but I wasn’t finding it at Kroger where I usually shop. I didn’t want to ask for a ride to Meijer, which is a bit farther away. I made a comment about how it would be easier if I could find a service that would deliver the sangria to my home.
Megan and my cousin Mark told me about Shipt.com and my life is forever changed. Since then, the only time I’m in the grocery store is when I’m tagging along with my dad while he’s shopping.
It’s not that I don’t want to go grocery shopping. In the past, I had very bad social anxiety issues, but my anxiety isn’t so bad anymore and I actually like going out these day. The problem was, there were many times when I wanted to get something from the store and there was no one available to give me a ride.
I had looked for services that would deliver groceries, but none of them operated in Lapeer. I didn’t expect Shipt would either. But they do and they’ve been delivering my groceries since December. It costs more than it would if I was going to the grocery store and doing my own shopping, but for me, it’s worth it.
I was tired of asking for rides and waiting until someone was available. Sometimes it would be days before anyone could take me. So, Shipt has made my life easier.