In April, I tested for and received my Technician class Amateur radio license. My call sign is “KD8NSU”. In September, I plan on applying to get a vanity license plate with my call sign on it. The man wants me to study up and get my General class license before the manual he bought for that level becomes obsolete in June of next year. We’ll have to see how that goes, I probably won’t start studying up for it until the winter.
On the way to Traverse City today, we made a slight detour to Croton, and then Hardy hydroelectric dams.
The food we feed the cat makes his poop reek. I just sprayed Febreze air freshener throughout the entire apartment, and I can still smell the kitty poo smell.
I installed a to-do list app on my server called “Tracks“. I give it 10 to 14 days before I give up using it because I have to keep pushing my tasks back because I can’t keep myself motivated enough to actually do stuff.
Barton and I are going to Traverse City tomorrow.
Yesterday I ate a bacon cheeseburger & fries for lunch, and 2 english muffins with pb&j and half a dozen jelly beans for dinner.
Today I ate a bacon cheeseburger & fries for lunch, and an 8oz sirloin steak w/ onion straws and mashed potatoes & gravy for dinner, followed up by another dozen or so jelly beans. At the dinner restaurant my iced tea tasted like soap to me so I asked the waitress for ice water instead.
OH THE MUNDANITY.
Do I ever do anything but whine on this site? 
Anyway, yes, more unhappiness, with pictures this time.
I snapped this pic of the butt-can outside the front door of our building a few weeks ago. This has since been cleaned up, but by the maintenance guys and not the jerks who left the mess.
The trash only gets dumped twice a week. The week before Memorial day, they dumped it on Thursday.. this is how it looked by mid-weekend.
Last weekend, we came home and discovered this lovely park job. The green car is my Bonneville. The photo is a bit of an optical illusion, I could not have physically walked between the vehicles, nor opened the driver’s door of my car.
Yesterday, Barton caught one of the residents of our building using our patio area as his own for a smoke break.
Smoking... on our patio.
I haven’t had a lot of time to write recently but I wanted to take some time to get this out of my head before it drives me crazy.
Cutting here for whinyness. Proceed if that doesn’t bother you.