With malice toward none

Oh LOOK! Another one of my bugaboos on the front page. It’s a good week for the Wine Dog. What’s that word? Starts with a kick and ends with back? Yeah that one. If you’re going to clean up the business, clean up the business.

So since I have a ridiculous amount of work to do today and I screwed off all weekend. OK, I didn’t screw off but I didn’t do my BPO’s and I didn’t show any property or hold any open houses. In my defense I hadn’t taken a day off since Christmas and well, I spent 8 1/2 hours driving over the pass on Christmas. Anywho, Obama has been studying Lincoln’s second inaugural address while preparing his own. I didn’t realize that Lincoln was elected twice. I really thought he was shot in the twilight of his first term. In my defense I knew it was in 1865. Focus. So I looked up his second inaugural address and well, it’s pretty darned good. So why listen to my blather when I can quote Lincoln?

At this second appearing to take the oath of the presidential office, there is less occasion for an extended address than there was at the first. Then a statement, somewhat in detail, of a course to be pursued, seemed fitting and proper. Now, at the expiration of four years, during which public declarations have been constantly called forth on every point and phase of the great contest which still absorbs the attention, and engrosses the energies of the nation, little that is new could be presented. The progress of our arms, upon which all else chiefly depends, is as well known to the public as to myself; and it is, I trust, reasonably satisfactory and encouraging to all. With high hope for the future, no prediction in regard to it is ventured.

On the occasion corresponding to this four years ago, all thoughts were anxiously directed to an impending civil war. All dreaded it–all sought to avert it. While the inaugural address was being delivered from this place, devoted altogether to saving the Union without war, insurgent agents were in the city seeking to destroy it without war–seeking to dissolve the Union, and divide effects, by negotiation. Both parties deprecated war; but one of them would make war rather than let the nation survive; and the other would accept war rather than let it perish. And the war came.

One eighth of the whole population were colored slaves, not distributed generally over the Union, but localized in the Southern part of it. These slaves constituted a peculiar and powerful interest. All knew that this interest was, somehow, the cause of the war. To strengthen, perpetuate, and extend this interest was the object for which the insurgents would rend the Union, even by war; while the government claimed no right to do more than to restrict the territorial enlargement of it. Neither party expected for the war, the magnitude, or the duration, which it has already attained. Neither anticipated that the cause of the conflict might cease with, or even before, the conflict itself should cease. Each looked for an easier triumph, and a result less fundamental and astounding. Both read the same Bible, and pray to the same God; and each invokes His aid against the other. It may seem strange that any men should dare to ask a just God’s assistance in wringing their bread from the sweat of other men’s faces; but let us judge not that we be not judged. The prayers of both could not be answered; that of neither has been answered fully. The Almighty has his own purposes. “Woe unto the world because of offences! for it must needs be that offences come; but woe to that man by whom the offence cometh!” If we shall suppose that American Slavery is one of those offences which, in the providence of God, must needs come, but which, having continued through His appointed time, He now wills to remove, and that He gives to both North and South, this terrible war, as the woe due to those by whom the offence came, shall we discern therein any departure from those divine attributes which the believers in a Living God always ascribe to Him? Fondly do we hope–fervently do we pray–that this mighty scourge of war may speedily pass away. Yet, if God wills that it continue, until all the wealth piled by the bond-man’s two hundred and fifty years of unrequited toil shall be sunk, and until every drop of blood drawn with the lash, shall be paid by another drawn with the sword, as was said three thousand years ago, so still it must be said “the judgments of the Lord, are true and righteous altogether”

With malice toward none; with charity for all; with firmness in the right, as God gives us to see the right, let us strive on to finish the work we are in; to bind up the nation’s wounds; to care for him who shall have borne the battle, and for his widow, and his orphan–to do all which may achieve and cherish a just and lasting peace, among ourselves, and with all nations.

With malice toward none.

And down here from the ground I see who you are

Buckle your seat belts Kittens, I’m on a roll.

The business model where you bully the competition out of business is bad business. This is how the Burgermeister made his mark in the title business and this is how NASCAR Teddy got his comeuppance. There’s been a discussion going on one of my lists about this very topic and how it pertains to bookstores. Consider this. Stacey’s AND Cody’s are now either gone or nearly gone. Moe’s hangs on by the skin of their teeth. And now Border’s is closing stores. The big megastores came in and ran the little guys out of business and now they’re pulling back on operations because they over expanded. How is this practice good for the community or good for the country? I don’t think it is. One of the gals from SFWOW wrote a post a few days ago about this. How do you have an experience like this from a megastore? You don’t. For you San Franciscans, remember Spinelli’s Coffee? There was one in the Noe Valley I used to go to, one in the Castro, one up on Fillmore (around Sacramento Street), and I think one on Union Street. They were locally owned. Starbucks and Tullys came in and crushed them. Now both megacorporations are closing stores. How was this good for anyone? When was the last time you saw a locally owned hardware store? Even my local ACE is the place is part of a chain of Aces.

My business is so busy that a lot of stuff fall off the radar. I just looked down and see the phone number of a guy who’s ready to buy a house and looked at one of ours. I should be looking for a home for him but he fell off the radar. There’s a couple more like that right now that I have to call either today or tomorrow. Real estate is going great guns right now. Lots of homes are being sold, lots of loans are being made and lots of property is changing hands. Lots of REO property. (For those not in the biz REO means Real Estate Owned, which is a line item on the banks balance sheet)

So why are the title companies still failing and why are good title and escrow people still losing their jobs? Because title companies and lenders continue to break the law by forcing business to certain locations. For those of you who haven’t seen these central locations, they are located in areas where the rent and labor are cheap. Trust me, this reflects in the product and service the consumer (my clients) receive. There are offices that have rows and rows of cubicles with stacks and stacks of files and no hope for any personalized service. None. Trust me. I finally got personalized service by quoting procedures song and verse to the point that the Executive Vice President called me on my cell phone. Yet, here we sit with title companies and lenders continuing illegal practices and putting good people out of work. At what point does the DOI step in and do their freaking job? At what point does HUD call up the big banks and say “Knock it off or we’re going to fine your asses?” Does it take a consumer to file a class action for being forced to LandAm when they failed? Yeah, I know it’s a Commonwealth or Lawyers policy, but it’s got to be a mess trying to close a deal for anyone who opened with LandAm right before they failed. It could be argued that the customer wanted to go to NATCO or ORTC or even the Little Engine that Could, (who is still open in spite of all the vicious and unsubstantiated rumors). It could be argued that the close was held up because it was forced to LandAm costing the buyer money. And my big question is why. Why are the lenders forcing business anywhere at all? I’m going to say it because I think it’s true. Kickbacks. I think they’re there. I think they’re negotiated on a higher level than we’re used to but I think that’s why lenders give a crap who closes a deal. I think that’s why deals in Hayward, California are shuffled to freaking Temecula. Dear DOI, get off your asses and take a look. Why else would they do this?

Now for the part that really matters. What you say? Something matters more than kickbacks? Strangely yes. This practice of forcing business to remote locations does two things, neither are good. It allows companies to use under trained and underpaid staff to do the work that was previously done by highly trained and well compensated staff. It devastates local markets. I’ve written probably 10 times in the last two months. Two have been accepted. I wrote in the companies of reps who had been helping me. My deals have all been forced to a remote location. I’ve been told to write in a certain company or my deal will not even be considered. THAT IS A RESPA VIOLATION! The local market has so far gotten none of them. That means extra expense to my buyers as things need to be FedExed all around the country. (Pennsylvania, Stockton, Irvine) We couldn’t drive to any escrow office for one of the deals because the arm of the Evil Empire did not maintain storefronts. That deal cost my customer more than it would have if it had gone to the rep that I wrote in the contract. Where are you DOI? Hello HUD? Here’s an excerpt from a recent CAR Legal Update:

No seller can require that the buyer purchase title insurance from any particular title insurance company. This rule pertains to transactions involving a federally-related mortgage loan for one-to-four residential units as defined under the Real Estate Settlement Procedures Act (RESPA) (12 U.S.C. section 2608). Although this is a well-established rule under RESPA, it bears repeating given the recent upsurge in REO transactions.

REO transactions are not exempt from RESPA requirements. If an REO lender chooses the title insurance company, as is often the case, it cannot require directly or indirectly, as a condition to selling the property, that the buyer purchase the title insurance policy. An REO lender that violates this RESPA requirement can be, among other things, held liable to the buyer in the amount equal to three times all charges made for such title insurance. Moreover, anyone who believes that RESPA has been violated may file a complaint (and may request confidentiality) to the U.S. Department of Housing and Urban Development (HUD). For more information about filing a RESPA complaint, go to http://www.hud.gov/offices/hsg/sfh/res/respamor.cfm#HE2.

What have I been saying all along. Sometimes I just want to scream. You can’t do that. And that means you have to move the business back to the local escrow branches and quit bullying the selling agents. That means that the consumer gets to choose where the business goes and that means you get to shut down those sweat shops in Temecula and San Bernardino and Stockton and start doing business the way it should be done. It’s going to be hard on those communities with the boiler rooms but in the end it will be better for the entire economy because the professionals who have been displaced throughout the State will be able to go back to work locally. THAT will stop the spiral in the economy and THAT will make the difference.

The rabbits running in the ditch

Today, I’m opening with a public service announcement.  I know we have a lot of visitors from Colorado, so here we go.

I’m still looking for Jago my five year old male Dobermann natural
ears and long tail. Last seen west of Aurora Reservoir in the Denver
Colorado metro area on August 25th. Someone may be keeping him on
purpose, or may not realize he is being searched for? There is a
SUBSTANTIAL reward for his safe return or for information leading to
his location, NO questions asked. He is tattooed and microchipped.
He is probably still in Colorado, BUT he could possibly be in another
state by now
Call Tom at 719 232-4659 with any info

Click me!

Jago is natural earred and tailed.  If someone saw a dog like this show up in August or September, it may be Jago, call Tom.

Here’s a call I’d like to be on

Subject: FW: Fidelity National Financial -Commonwealth/Lawyers Title Conference Call Scheduled for 1/13/09 @ 3:00PM ET
Importance: High
Please make your customer base aware of this opportunity.

When: January, 13, 2009 – 3 pm ET

FNF Participants: Al Stinson – CEO, Tony Park ˆ CFO, Dan Murphy – Treasurer, Donald Cole, Chief Underwriting Counsel

Dial in #: 800-762-7308

As you can see from the email below, Fidelity has scheduled a conference call for customers who are still reluctant to accept CLTIC, LTIC and UCTIC policies. This is another valuable tool to use with customers who still don‚t understand that the insurance companies and their subsidiaries are stronger now than they were before.

FNF will be holding a conference call for any customers that would like information on or are confused about FNF‚s purchase of Commonwealth Land Title and Lawyers Title.  FNF will discuss the transaction, the financial condition of the underwriters, ratings and answer any questions that customers may have.

**Please see that this information gets widely disseminated to those necessary throughout all of our operations, including the Commonwealth and Lawyers Title side.**

When: January, 13, 2009 – 3 pm ET

FNF Participants: Al Stinson – CEO, Tony Park ˆ CFO, Dan Murphy – Treasurer, Donald Cole, Chief Underwriting Counsel

Dial in #: 800-762-7308

I think I’ll call in.

Creditor’s Rights

Kind of a bullshit exclusion to the policy that we all know we routinely removed.  I must say, I didn’t truly understand creditor’s rights until this last tour with the Bloodless Empire.  The predecessor to the Amateur Now Demoted Manager was a brilliant man and the National Underwriter.   Once I realized that I didn’t understand it like I thought I did, I brought every creditor’s rights issue to him so I could learn more and take advantage of just being in the same office as him.  I doubt this would have happened to me.

Witches

It’s been colder than a witches tit here.  I didn’t go ride yesterday because the air was damp and it never hit 50 degrees.  Then I read about judi running in the snow and I felt like a big baby, so I compromised and went to spin class last night.  I think I’m harder on myself when I do things like that.  I will ride tomorrow unless it’s actually raining.  I got my copy of the Buchberger 12 yesterday and will start my Scapular strengthening program probably tomorrow.

If the Government trust you with an M-16

You should be trusted with a dog.  The new private housing rules from the Army outlaw Dobermans.  Wrong Wrong Wrong.  Write your Congressperson.  Wrong Wrong Wrong.

All the strings and strokes in the ocean

I don’t know who I’m more ticked off at, Bill Gates or me.  One of us is stupid and the other is an ass and it rotates.  The new camera is super cool, but I misread the settings.  I thought “L” was lowest, which is what it was on the Canon Bubba dragged through the house on Sunday.  It means LARGE.  The pictures came out 3 mgs each.  I didn’t notice it because they dropped so nicely into the BPO and I sent it out.  The doc was 83 mgs.  All I can say is thank God I caught it and it didn’t go out.  My broker would have skinned me alive for that move. And I would have helped him.  The pictures I put up here are generally 450 pixels wide.  The pictures I attempted to send him were 3888 pixels wide and over 3 mgs each.  He would have NEVER gotten his machine running again, saying hypothetically that the message actually went through.  Must read the manual today.

The original of this is amazing.  Rita wouldn’t sit still so all of hers came out crap.  Oh, and last night was the first night of dog school for the boy.  He did really well, except the part where he wanted to break up the two shelties playing.  Bad boy.

All the rumors were right, we’re getting hammered and it’s only the 7th of January.   I joke that my job is to throw nice people out of their homes, but so far, it’s been 100% nice people who I’ve met.  (The ones I haven’t met have been bona-fide pigs)  Yesterday I met a very nice woman who had lost everything when a client didn’t pay on a large contract.  She was stressed out about getting the rest out because the bank had taken over.  I said “Honey, I represent the bank, relax”.  She didn’t have but a day’s work and her husband was out of town so she was doing it on her own, with some Home Depot assistance.  She was leaving town herself in another day or so.  I said “Relax, here’s my card, I just appreciate you getting it all out of here.  Call me when you’re done.”  She calmed down and in the end she walked me through the whole house, told me everything about it.  I know things about that house that we never know about our listings.  It was a short sale and the mitigation department typically dragged their feet to the point that the foreclosure department took it back.  The banks are their own worst enemies sometimes.

But for the grace of God I’ve only had two title company employee homes so far.  I’d like to keep it that way but I don’t think that’s going to be the case.  As I predicted, the Burgermeister is leaving a trail of dead bodies throughout the country in this Commonwealth/Lawyers takeover.  Heads are rolling in Contra Costa, Alameda and Santa Clara counties.  Good heads too.  This, my friends, is why I call them the Evil Empire.  BECAUSE THEY’RE EVIL.  HELLO!?!  My favorite story is my old rep, who upon finding out the new County Manager wanted to talk to her said “If you’re going to fire me I’m not coming down.  Just mail me my check”.   Back in the 80’s I used to work in a big dance bar in the City at nights.  The ownership noticed booze was missing.  They thought that someone was stealing booze and put cameras in the storage room.  They weren’t stealing booze per se.  One of the guys was a junkie and he was ringing “No sale” on cash transactions, making change and at the end of the night pulling the difference.  Well, they didn’t catch him because the booze stealing was going on in the front of the house, not the back.  They did catch a bunch of the other employees doing drugs in the storage room one night.  As these people came back to work over the next day or so, they were systematically firing them.  Finally they got to my buddy Lu who only worked Friday nights.  They called her and asked her to come down.  By then, the news had gotten up to Lu’s place and she wasn’t having any of it.  “Are you going to fire me?” she asked.  “Yes”.  “Then no, I’m not coming down, I might need that $1 bus fare, mail me my check”.  I found out that Alliance was laying me off before it happened.  I ran.  I said “You can find me at Patrick David’s at 4pm.  Bring my check.  That’s right, I’m going to make you lay me off in a bar.”  Then I went to BofA and put a $100k line of credit on the house just in case things got sideways, took the $25k draft and put in in my Wells Fargo account so they couldn’t call it back.

OK, I’ve got too much to do today to really be ranting about what today’s subjects were, so here’s a link dump.  Talk amongst yourselves.

A little reflection in Richmond.

What is wrong with this world that a casino ends up in foreclosure?

And a text fail.

And Richmond’s jobless rate is off the hook after Landamerica and Circuit City fail.

Finally, I’ve put Donna Rock and Annie up here before.  Here’s a new video of them at the Eukanuba.

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Say I’m the only bee in your bonnet

OldTitleGuy likes to get me wound up first thing. This story is has been replicated throughout the State in varying degrees. I know one who’s about to get her comeuppance. I couldn’t be happier. If, with all that’s going on we can’t get the dirty EO’s, real estate agents and loan officers out of the business than what good are we to the consumer?

I mentioned the other night to some wine folks that Foley Wine Group needed to be boycotted. I love people who don’t take my word for it and go out and do their own research. I’m not kidding. I really respect the tenacity. Generally, those folks come back with more facts that I either didn’t know or back up something I was saying. So when I said that The Burgermeister was Satan, I received this and this back. So yeah, while y’all were getting shitcanned last year the Burgermeister was reigning at #4 in the country in CEO compensation. Number 1 in the Insurance sector. More than the guy at Safeco, Liberty Mutual, AAA, Geico, AIG. More than Parker Kennedy, Al Zuccaro and Malcom and Stewart Morris put together. How’s the NYE lay off feeling knowing that? It’s bad enough to lose your job, but to be one of the thousands he’s put out of work in the last two years and then to know he’s number one in CEO compensation in the Insurance sector number 4 in the country…it makes me want to open my next escrow with Old Repulsive. Remember that wingnut that ran for Governor when Gray Davis was recalled? Here’s the transcript from the gubernatorial debate and here’s the part that matters.

MCCLINTOCK: We’ve had the first net-out migration of domestic population in our state’s history. And a lot of that is going to Arizona and Nevada. Now, that’s a pretty profound development in the history of the state, when families looking for a better future, a better place to raise their kids look at our beautiful state with all of the blessings that God could bestow upon a land, and find a better future out in the middle of a Nevada and Arizona deserts than they found here in California.

When Fidelity National announced they were leaving for Jacksonville, Florida, their CEO had taken 400 jobs with him. Their CEO was quoted on local TV, he said, this wasn’t a complicated decision. In Florida, there is no income tax. The sales tax is 6 percent. It costs $40 to register your car. Why is anybody surprised we’re leaving?

I wasn’t surprised. And looking back we’re pretty lucky that McClintock didn’t become Governor of this State. I knew he was in bed with the Burgermeister the minute he uttered those words. To this day the Burgermeister is hosting fundraisers for this guy at his Hope Ranch home. Now, I’m well aware that he is the Chairman of the Board and has retired as CEO, but it’s business as usual over there and I’m sure if Al strays a little too far he’ll be reined back in. I love how all the marketing pieces talk about Carol’s philanthropy and brings the Burgermeister in on that. If they gave a crap about people they’d run their company so their staff wouldn’t end up fighting to save their homes, feed their families and get medical attention. Remember the Evil Empire’s MO is to “lay off” the staff and bring them back as temps with no benefits. This is the guy we’re talking about. This is why we boycott Foley Wine Group. That man’s business practices are reprehensible and it’s time to stop him.

Dateline Toms River, NJ. Yeah click here Ma. God bless America. OK, why is this even a story?

Bubba just ran under my desk and tore out about half of my computer equipment. He and Rita are now hiding from me in their crates. Rita’s teeth are chattering so I figure that’s punishment enough. He doesn’t understand what he did wrong beyond playing in the house, which is enough in my book. Dogs play outside. Period. If you want to play outside scratch the door and I’ll let you out but do not play in the house and really really don’t play in my office. The only casualties appear to be the connector on the USB line for my camera and the splitter I use to hook up all the USB toys I have here. I sure hope I don’t have to order a replacement from Canon. I take pictures for work nearly every single day of my life. That would be a bad thing. It sure is quiet in here right now.

And finally, in the middle sidebar you’ll find my “Fight Cancer Now” button. That will now take you directly to my LiveStrong page. Whew! That was a long tough slog. I’ve got 30 miles planned on the bike today but it was 21 degrees when I got up. It’s now warmed up to a balmy 38. I might ride this morning anyway, it’s just the Dolphins are in the playoffs after many years wandering the desert.

Nothing’s going to stop me but divine intervention

Holy crap! It’s a new year. My dreams a lot of the time are like a Fun House. For the last month, Beauregard has been in nearly every one of them. Running free. After he died, Xica was in a bunch of them and she’d been gone for three years. My dreams involve falling and haunted houses and unseen evil forces. But last night Gavin Newsom vacuumed my carpets. He took off his jacket, tossed his necktie over one shoulder and vacuumed the carpets at the Farm. No shit. Now when I worked in San Francisco I’d run into him on the street now and again. (He’s really tall…oh hell everybody is tall in comparison to me) But I haven’t worked in SF since July and I probably haven’t run into him since last May. I haven’t even been watching the news or reading a paper for the last couple of weeks. So why he was vacuuming the carpets at The Farm is a mystery to me. I also had too much to drink in another portion of the dream and fell asleep in a bathroom at a little restaurant on 17th Street. I was 2 hours late to a photo shoot, which is funny because I normally don’t go to photo shoots, except I’ve been to two this year. And the Contessa was back working at Nordstrom. They now had to wear sailor’s uniforms, but the Contessa is their top salesman so he got to wear an officer’s uniform. By the way, I had to ask Mayor Newsom to quit vacuuming because I ran out of vacuum cleaner bags yesterday and there isn’t a bag in the machine right now. He stopped, asked if I had a fresh bag and opened up the machine to install it when a bunch of dust came out. He tucked his tie into his shirt.

Entitlements

I’m sorry, isn’t there a rule that says you have to give employees 60 day notice if you’re going to shut down a business? Cuesta Title shut down with 26 hours notice. It’s an entire company. At what point is the State going to hold these guys accountable for breaking this law? They were shut down by Dinty Moore who bought it from the founders and ran it into the ground. Happy Freaking New Year eh?

And over at Triple 7 it was a bloodbath. I’m sure the same thing happened down South and in Portland and everywhere else. Hey mainstream media! How about reporting that? On some levels I would imagine it’s a relief for those folks. By the way, The Burgermeister will be offering you your jobs back in two weeks at his non-branded Title Groups as temporary workers with no benefits. Mark my words. It’s how they do business. And that’s why we boycott Foley Wine Group’s products. Vintner Bill Foley? That’s what their website says. That just makes me want to scream and tear my hair out in clumps. And boycott those Sebastianti labels too. It’s ok OTG, they don’t own Ripple or T-bird…or Two Buck Chuck for that matter.

The Times-Dispatch, which is becoming one of my favorite sources has some advice for those who have been displaced in this mess. My advice, which I’ve been giving from the git go is to keep your routine. Continue to get up in the morning. Make finding new work your job. Consider re-training, especially the title folks. A paralegal cert is a pretty good route and believe me, there are a lot of lawsuits coming down the pike over the mortgage meltdown. Large corporations all have real estate departments. Go on to their websites and look for work that way. Chevron and the Gap both have local real estate divisions. PG&E has a real estate division. Get on LinkedIn, that helps, go ahead and link to me. 😉 All the local schools will be starting up in the next couple of weeks. Get into a program there, it will extend your unemployment benefits. And start doing something for yourself. Start a walking program or start showing up to that gym you’ve been paying for and haven’t seen in months. Or start walking the dog, something for yourself. Maybe it’s time to finally quit smoking. Or kick heroin. (ok I just wanted to see if you were still reading, I know junkies don’t read PBE, ex-junkies do) But do something for yourself. That will help you appear more grounded in interviews and that will help you be more successful in getting back to work. Most importantly, I wish you all success in getting back on your feet. Anyone who knows me, knows I went through this twice in the last two years myself. If it had happened three times, I’d be The Player.  Oh yeah, and read PBE daily.

That’s enough ranting for the first day of the year. (well maybe not, we’ll see out the day goes) I leave you with the following nugget that’s been running around in my head. I’ve got to go get my Mayoral houseboy some more vacuum cleaner bags.

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Coconut Telegraph

It’s a sad day in San Luis Obispo.  Lights out is right.  Having worked in that area, I can say that this really is the end of an era.  Very sad.

Also very sad, I’m hearing it’s very bloody over at Triple 7.  All I can say is I’m sorry.

But I can’t help but be confused

Miss me? Sorry, I was busy doing what it is I do. Like the Return of the Zombies, IndyMac is lumbering back to life. I don’t have time to look up Paulson & Company, but I sure hope that doesn’t have anything to do with the Secretary of…..never mind. No relation. Still the ad I got at the top of the article was for the Bloodless Empire’s Loss Mitigation Bonanza Bottom Feeders Solutions.

Heard it through the grapevine

I’ll bet they’re missing NASCAR Teddy over at his Splintered Excellent Title Adventure. I’m hearing that heads are rolling in a major way. If you’re a County Manager and reading this dribble Yay for you! duck and cover. My theory is if they can’t find you, they can’t can you, so RUN! Run Forest Run!

I want to ride my bicycle

I finally took on Ygnacio today. Up the hill in 9:39. Not a land speed record but I’ve done worse. 1:06:15 for the entire ride. Not bad for the first time up since my acquisition of health insurance. It’s nice to be working out on the bike again.

Well, I was a little smug about breaking Bubba of his marking habit quickly. Not so fast said his little boyness. He didn’t like sharing his man space with the HVAC dude. He let me know by marking it. Now, the HVAC dude did not piss in my hallway so Bubba shouldn’t have either in my book. He certainly now wishes he hadn’t. He also has a misfortunate situation this morning involving the wine refrigerator. The HVAC dude was nowhere near that. And I caught him that time too. He’s been a little contrite all day. I’d just be happy if he kept it in his dog pants.

I’m drinking an Alcina 2006 Pinot. In the beginning it was finishing like rubbing alcohol. Thankfully that has improved. Fruity on the front with some black tea with an invisible finish. Strange wine.

And the best song since Gretchen Wilson went lingerie shopping at KMart

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