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Month: November 2010

San Francisco considers new tolls.. to cross town.

San Francisco considers new tolls.. to cross town.

A bit of Friday morning delight. From the Sacramento Bee:

San Francisco transportation officials are considering charging drivers to cross downtown and the city’s southern border with San Mateo County.
Among the ideas under consideration is a $6 charge to leave the city’s northeast sector, which includes the Financial District, weekdays between 3:30 and 6:30 p.m.
Hey – kind of like a ransom, no? The Toll receipt should look just like a ransom note, using letters cut out of news papers and magazines!
I believe that we have discovered the key to solving California’s budget problems. We just need to charge people to leave the state. A big ‘ol toll booth on the eastern terminus of Highway 50 At the Y in South Lake Tahoe. Why not a Floriston Wall on Interstate 80, similar to the one we lost in Berlin?
We can charge for visitors too! Get ’em coming and going!
While we’re at it, let’s get rid of those pesky Red Light Cameras. Let’s just charge implement a Red Light Tax Fee. Everyone pays! Those things cost money to run, you know.
What about those that don’t use cars? That’s a lot of potential revenue that we’re leaving on the table. Very well, time to initiate the Cross Walk Toll. That will be used in conjunction with the Just Standing There Toll.
I don’t know why our State Budget was so late, when the streets here are paved with gold.

Photo by Noah Berger / San Francisco Chronicle
A 40-something answers the call.

A 40-something answers the call.

Smitty, over at The Other McCain has orders to active duty in mid November, and will be arriving in Kabul Afghanistan before Christmas. A Naval Reservist, and graduate of Canoe U, he, like myself, is overage and decrepit. Yet the call goes out and he answers it.

But don’t thank me; thank Americans, from the Founding Fathers forward to the Tea Parties, to my electrician brother-in-law who just runs around fixing things all day. The exceptional American dedication to individualism, the ideals of the Constitution, and the courageous soldiers, sailors, airmen and Marines in whose bigger footsteps I follow make it all worth it. I’ve benefitted so much from the American people, educationally and otherwise. Thus, it’s with a sense of gratitude to you that I depart on this set of orders, finishing out my Navy Reserve career in active duty style

So on Veterans’ Day, remember the Men and Women who answer the call, and keep Liberty’s vigil.

Woe unto me.

Woe unto me.

It worked out okay for George Bailey!!

Four week Recap:

The dog smacks me in the jaw with his Adamantium skull resulting in…

A broken tooth, resulting in…

A root canal, resulting in…

Parenthsia – the left side of my tongue is numb yet tingles and burns at the same time.

New tires on one car.

HVAC goes out at the house. HVAC Tech reports the controller card is burned (happened once before several years ago, repaired  at the princely cost of $1100). $637 to replace the card, but the Tech also notes that it looks like the Air Handler should be replaced, for the one-time-only-price-of $3500. But really, if we replace the Air Handler, we should replace the entire system, including the Heat Pump – damage: $10 Large. I find a controller card online for $100 and install it – (If I can build servers, then I can install a card). HVAC is working (and there was much rejoicing…) but for how long?

Roof Leak. Repaired – damage: Si, mas dinero.

Rock THROUGH the windshield of my truck – damage: Deductible

Pretty much everything / everyone I vote for loses. California!

Replaced the Motor mounts on the car. They’re ELECTRONIC motor mounts! Jetsons motor mounts from the future! Damage: four figure financial outlay.

A day later, the Transmission goes out in the same car. Shop says it looks like a bad TCM, which is pricey but better than a transmission rebuild or replacement, but he can’t flash the Nissan TCM, only the dealership can. The dealership reports: The transmission is dead! About $4 grrr to replace. For a car we were going to get rid of in a few months. Bleh.

Borrow our old car from Mom’s house. Drive it home. Pull in the garage and hear metal on metal instead of the typical brake noise. Do my first brake job since 1997. Bonus: brake parts for a 16 year old car are CHEAP! Victory!
(Mom – your brakes work pretty good now!)

Here’s hoping for a calamity free week! Wait – I get my permanent crown on Friday.
Darn dog.