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What are you thankful for?

I do a lot of complaining, but here at Casa de El Poeta we still have a lot to be thankful for. We have enough to eat even when it’s not the most exciting food in the world, we have a house that’s paid for even if it needs a ton of work done to it, and in spite of my complaints everybody’s health is pretty good. We may have some aches and pains affecting the quality of our lives, but we are alive and mostly doing good.

So we are pretty grateful for our situation here.

And wishing as good or better for all my readers and friends.

I feel like the turkey we just ate, stuffed

Well we ate good on Celebrate American Genocide Day II. I actually had to skip the pumpkin pie this time (no room on the plate after getting apple, cherry cheesecake, and peanut butter pie slivers). Someone brought a creamed corn dish with jalapeño peppers that was absolutely out of this world. There were 3 different kinds of dressing including a vegan one made by my daughter visiting from Scotland. We even had canned cranberry sauce. It just isn’t Thanksgiving without “purple good stuff”.

And for those wondering what the II means, think October 12, 1492 and subsequent anniversaries as I.

PSA, Opus

Stream of consciousness time again for Wreck-Free Sunday

I have absolutely no idea what I should be writing about today. The riots and assaults of Black Friday are vanishing into the mists of memory (but not the stores that stayed open on Thanksgiving), all the leftovers are likewise vanishing, and there are some nice pictures of Black Friday Rides on many community bike blogs like Bike Friendly Richardson . About the only thing interesting to report is Mrs. the Poet decided that she wanted leftovers, too, so we are having a second Thanksgiving dinner this afternoon because we didn’t get any of the leftovers from the dinner with our daughter and her husband, and our grandson. Then tonight we are taking some of those “fresh” leftovers to church for a potluck dinner/evening service. Which reminds me I didn’t write the elemental calls yet. BRB. OK I wrote calls and dismissals appropriate for the service.

Something amusing that happened this week was about one of my favorite web comic artists announcing a get-together over where my other daughter lives in Scotland. I got involved in discussing the gathering and mentioned that it was quite a haul from the Beautiful Suburbs of Hell in Texas, so someone replied that maybe I should add a motor to my bike and I shot back that we would just install a paddle wheel on the bakfiets, and because this person lives someplace where such cargo bikes are commonplace they ran with it and suggested a mast and sail to go with the paddle wheel as a visual pun.

Speaking of visual things, I will be putting the blog logo on the box of the bakfiets and would request some input from my readers. The current blog logo is almost as old as this blog and has a bike that is two bikes behind what is current as part of the logo, plus the whole thing just will not blow up to be intelligible when placed on the side of the box. If I leave the logo small enough that the pictures make sense then the whole thing will be like 3″ tall and not very noticeable, but if I blow up the logo enough to make it stand out against the box the pictures will get pixelated beyond recognition. So the question I ask is should I do a new logo for the blog?

Question for any of my Dutch-speaking readers, what are the singular and plural forms for the bakfiets? I don’t want to look like a rube using the wrong form for my bike.

Also this week I got a kind of dodgy job offer from some guy in Alberta to act as his mail forwarder so that he could have a stable mailing address while he galavanted about on his business. I politely declined the offer. It just seemed too much like the Nigerian Prince scam. Or I would end up forwarding a bunch of contraband someplace and get busted for smuggling.

Thanks to the Pagan Fellowship Night, and Drum Jam at church I now an swimming in bottle caps to make Beer View Mirrors and Shield Amulets, and I found a steady source of the mirror blanks to glue into them. So that source of income is now secure for the moment.

The slipper socks are comfy, but I still need to come up with something to keep my foot on the lifted slipper as I still keep walking out of that one. The straps from the old pair of sandals I’m replacing are not long for this world either, so I’m going to have to find something else to keep my foot in close proximity to my slipper. This isn’t something I could sell, but I could see a group getting together to make them for a nursing home with colorful socks and flip flop soles, because they are quite warm. The flip flop soles keep the cold out of the bottom of the foot, and depending on the choice of sock for the upper part that can be warm also.

I have been terribly frustrated because so many of the web comics I read to decompress after I do the blog post have been on hiatus because of the holiday. I just hope the artists and writers are in good shape after they get back. I’m serious about that, I had one web comic go on break for Christmas a few years back and never resumed and I have no idea what happened to the artist. It was like he fell off the face of the Earth. And speaking of artists that have fallen off the face of the Earth, has anyone heard from the creator of “Venus Envy”?

And the second turkey is done and the sides are starting to come from the oven, so I’m going to end this here and go eat.

PSA, Opus

What are you thankful for?

On this day of thanks there will be no links to bike wrecks, just a list of things I’m thankful for.

I’m thankful that I survived an angry man that tried to kill me ten years ago, first and foremost. Had I not survived that I wouldn’t have been able to do what little good I have been able to do these days.

I am thankful for “my smoking hot wife” to borrow a phrase. She doesn’t consider herself to be “smoking hot” or more than lukewarm at best, but she isn’t the best judge of that.

I am thankful for all my bikes, even the ones that aren’t rideable at the moment. Having bikes that are not rideable gives me something to occupy my mind and hands when I’m not working on this blog, and keeps me closer to not going nuts from the high levels of stupidity I find in the Feed (and let me tell you I see a lot of stupid stuff that doesn’t make this blog because it isn’t even remotely about bicycles).

I’m thankful for my church, because without it I would have near zero social interactions. Because of my brain damage I don’t interact well with other people and would tend to avoid what little I would get outside of church.

And I’m really thankful for this blog, my outlet for my frustration and a way to give back to the community. Really, without this blog I would have just lost the will to live long ago. Having this blog gives me a purpose to my days, a reason to get up in the morning. Otherwise I would just spend all day in bed or surfing porn on the net. You guys are what gets me up in the morning, because the thought that I can help save someone’s life with a concrete reminder of the stupid things people do around and on bikes is all I have anymore to keep me going. So, don’t any of you guys get killed, OK?

PSA, Opus