Its official. Sean's good friend 'Murphy' has changed addresses. He is now residing with me, riding shotgun in the truck that's not driving anymore.

I blew a rear differential bearing. Some of you might now what that is but I'd never heard of it until this morning. To fix that, and the other sundry stuff they found under the hood, will cost me about $1500. I'm not too impressed. I didn't need this, right now. I've kind of mortgaged myself heavily with commitments recently, and I needed stuff to hang together until January. That fell apart in spectacular fashion yesterday. You really can't ignore a metallic grinding noise from the rear end of your vehicle.

So, today's blog question of the day is:

Should I trade in my truck for a lease on something new?

Email is as usual. Later folks.

This will be a short blog entry because, while I have lots that I could say, I haven't the enthusiasm to spend the time typing it.

There is something wrong with my truck. A squeaky noise coming from the rear of the vehicle, that I'd identified before, has magnified into something very ugly, and ominious sounding. It was too late for service today, but I'll be up early in the morning, bending over to take the news. I'm praying silently, but like the Pope, the outcome does not look promising.

Good luck to all of you with your coming days.

Block question of the day for Tuesday, September 30th:

What are the top three things on your Christmas list this year?

I am not happy.

I'm sick. Well, not yet, but I'm getting there. I woke up with a scratchy throat. That is the precursor of a cold, for me. I expect I will get progressively worse through the course of the day and when I wake up tomorrow morning, I'll be in hell. I hate when it builds up like this. Having a cold to look forward to is not something I appreciate.

Consequently, I had a bad night's sleep. I didn't really think about it until I got up and saw the mess I'd made of my sheets overnight. In retrospect I realize I woke up several times last night, which I suspect is another symptom of my burgeoning sickness. I really didn't need this. A 7 plus hour drive with a growing cold does not sound like fun.

I think I'm going to wrap up this blog entry and slink away to a quiet place here at my desk where I don't have to think much. Here's to hoping you all feel better than me.

Toodles.

Monday's blog question of the day.

What thing have you accomplished that has made you the most proud? What have you done that has made someone else feel the most pride in you?

I have good news! For all of you who emailed me about it, the chicken cup was back in the cupboard this morning. My hot chocolate tastes WAY better because of it. :-D

I have a question.

I like to buy my gas at Mohawk stations whenever possible. For one reason, I can show my CAA card and have the purchase count towards a discount on my yearly membership. With all the travelling I've been doing for work, this is going to add up to a healthy sum, and my CAA membership, when it comes due in December, should be much reduced from its full price. However, the second reason, and I consider it the more important, is that I can get mid grade gasoline, that has ethanol added, at the same price as regular.

Now what I want to know is, why would anyone still get the regular gas, if you can get the better octane, and more clean burning ethanol added gasoline, for the exact same price. I pulled up to the pumps last week, and there was one person there. He was at the regular pump when the mid-grade pump was available. Why? Its like turning down the second item on buy 1 get 1 free. Does anyone have an explanation for this?

Toodles!

I don't know if I'm really 'supposed' to be doing this BUT hello to you all from the Blades game. Apparently there is wireless access in Saskatchewan Place. :-D

Toodles!!!=