The place where the old man and the ugly woman and the daughter worked was part on the bridge.   The old man died out walking and never came back and the old woamn was dumb and didn't know anything and old men came and got things to drink out of cabinents in the wall.

The house was down the hill on Pleasant Dr. It was by the river.  It was Brooklyn long ago.

Then there was a big fire and a flood.  It didn't make sense but it happened and was something to see as disaster time.

The other man who was rich and getting older bought an airplane and was flying it in loop de loops when he broke off part of one of the wings and tried to land it but crushed everything up.

He died and his pretty rich wife cried, viagra 100mg and that was that.

Brands

     There are names I trust.  There are stories to names that matter.  Today for instance we got a new screw gun because I somehow ruined the other one I'd had for a few years.  The one I ruined was a Black and Decker.  These days professionals consider Black and Decker to be throw away tools.  I hear that there is professional grade Black and Decker, discount but it is only available on line.

     Craftsman tools from Sears are typically superior.  It is about as if Sears only exists because their tools and appliances are reliable.  I remember when most everything in the house came from Sears.  My friend Joe Bell of the Sling Blades described some people as "Sears " People.  There was a time when I was a Sears Person then I guess.   I've heard that the professional name of Black and Decker is DeWalt.

     If I was going to become a mechanic, impotent I'd buy a Craftsman outfit, or a Snap-On outfit..  By outfit I mean the whole 9 yards for you need a tool box if you are a professional.  Roadies who do big shows and come out of the big name show union locals, like Local 1, or 52 in Manhattan build custom rolling tool boxes out of plywood.  I'd like to build one of those behemoths.  It is real unlikely that I will ever do so.  My days for some levels and types of work are past.  Arthritis like what I've got is like cancer for it isn't growing tumors in you, but it is just destroying all your joints.

    I think it even made my heart valves work less well, and suspect it damages any interior moviing parts.

    I had a Black and Decker hand saw, powersaw that we called the Destructo saw because it wasn't worth much, and if totally destroyed there would be no tears shed.  I ought not have bought it.  Having it made me look bad.  I bought a Delta chop saw because it would do what I needed and everybody else had the big DeWalt.  Bosch is typically a fine table saw, but otherwise it is overrated.

   I had a light duty Makita table saw.  The Bosch is bigger and better for the portables.

   Before anyone else on the crew had a RotoZip, I got one.  That was eventually my thing.  I tried to get things that no one else had, or that filled a guick and light good enough niche.  The Dremel Rotozip type tools actually outdid quickly the standard Rotozip.

   Someday I want a shop were I can invent some tools, like a quiet and light nail gun.  I wasted money on the gas powered Paslode.  Senco is the standard and there are reasons for that.  A Paslode trim gun is worth having, but the framer is past it's niche of time.  Dewalt offers some battery powered tools that are competitive.

    Battery powered tools are coming into their own like never before these days.   I won't be using them enough to justify buying them.  Just as my days as a carpenter were coming to an end, the Milwalkee 28 volt litium ion battery tools were coming on the scene.  The Milwalkee Sawsall has long been the standard in that area.

    Today our new screw gun came from The Home Depot. I ordered it on line.   It's an 18 volt ni cad powered screw gun.   It came with a battery powered saw and a great bag.  It's a Ryobi.  I've long had good luck with Ryobi, and the story behind the name is that they bought the name from the designer and have the same factory make what they sell.   .   This is different from many Chinese made things from what I hear.  I hear that the name contracts with the lowest factory group in China, which accounts for wide variance in quality.

    It makes The Home Depot look good that they sell Ryobi, instead of Black and Decker.   At least it used to all be that way.  Things keep changing.  It seemed as if The Home Depot was selling some Black and Decker as I saw when I was looking at what they sell on line.

    Buying online is now working out for me.  I'm hurt and huring with every movement from the arthritis.

    But you really do need to have a screw gun, battery powered drill around the house if only so you can teach your wife how to use it.  Ni Cad isn't as great as the Litium Ion, but it is powerful and good if you know how to use them and not destroy the battery by charging before its time.

    So there you have it. 

Cyber war progressed to where they broke all the nuclear reactors and they were spewing radiation all over the place so that all the one way highways led to the same end.

I fell in with photographers with antique bikes and one man soapbox shaped cars.

Skinny was good in a major traffic jam.

I was accepted because I was a fighter.  It made me sad though that I wasn't really a leader.

We had some cyberwar jams of our own and when the TV in the XRay Bar could be got to work we watched people in enemy territory vomit and die, dosage ed just like we could see for real here at home.

I don't know if I could have gotten myself out of my insanity all by myself this last horrible time that was induced by my desire to get the fuck out of the hospital and rehab settings.  The dreams were vivid and stayed long.  I may still be able to recreate them after a month.

There was the summer night and white chocolate horse on the ceiling that in its armpit was weighty smothering me.

There was the filthy home of my surgeon where bandages were being changed and stale cerial strewn all over.

The vertigo didn't stop.

On my back I was standing up.  Vertigo is what I think that was.  Bed was carried on my back and I didn't know it.  It was the spacesuit counterbalance.

The ceiling was the floor.

I hear I spoke of bombs and screamed I didn't feel safe.

It all started after the repair operation when the first replacement was pulled out and replaced after the hole and bones were cleaned in an attempt to kill all the germs.

Only one germ is supposed to be working to kill me since only one drug will kill that germ.

The ceiling was always the floor, discount and it was like spatial disorientation that pilots go through to lose their medical.  They crash if they don't believe their instrumenyts.

"Do you know where you are?"

In a place of terrible food.  I was and am sure that is true for me and anyone else trapped there.

The Attorney has sort of advised that due to the vagueness of Transcendia as a nation and company and work of art to give him a call when the required army is armed.  Therefor everybody who considers themselves a Transcendian, check or wants to be one, get a gun.

There are some instructions on the Transcendian youtube channel.  Watch.  be inspired.  please.