over the past year i have planted more than 40 trees and shrubs in my yard. i have personally dug all the holes plus some since a couple of the specimens i’ve moved around a time or two…

all throughout reforesting my yard i’ve been dodging gas, electric, cable and sewer lines and doing quite a fine job of it considering the number of places where they put one of their lines and i wanted a plant.

a fine job that is until last weekend when apparently my neighbor’s phone stopped working. a mere coincidence i’m certain.

i’ve relisted my item that suffered the canceled auction last week and already i’ve received three posted questions, all spam and one posted message, again spam.

when did the wheels come off ebay?

feliz cumpleaños caro!!

no idea or picture updates this weekend because for the first time in ten years feldt.com is moving from a computer under my desk in my office to a hosting provider…

a friend offered this worthy consolation after the pity party i threw for myself when i sold my truck:

my friend had a 3 year old girl and wanted another. his wife had twin girls. he had to sell his truck to get a mini van. he also had to sell his boat. around this same time, his dog died. around this same time I asked him how it was going. he looked at me and said “[friend], i haven’t had a decent night’s sleep in weeks… my truck is gone… my boat is gone… my dog is gone… and i live with 4 females…”

relatively i’m golden.

if you would have asked me a week ago about ebay i would have had nothing but praise.

but after this past week, i’m a bit soured. i posted two items for sale, on the first someone trolled my listing and started sending me unsolicited spam. on the second some nigerian chump stole someone else’s ebay id, won my auction, attempted to induce me to send the item to them before they paid and ebay adds insult to injury by canceling the entire auction and forces me to relist the item from scratch instead of accepting the second place bid…

got to love the internet.

i knew bush would commute or pardon libby all along but i still can’t get the bile out of my mouth ever since finding out…

and to add insult to injury its getting some atomic measure less outrage in the media than the thirty some odd days tramp hilton got out early…

each time someone new found out i drove a big, red, 4×4 pickup truck i would hear the same thing – “i didn’t know you drove a truck”. and each time i would ask why it was such a surprise and the new friend would politely dodge the question by responding “no reason”.

well, you don’t have to be a rocket scientist to figure the only reason it was a surprise is that i don’t quite seem manly enough to drive a truck.

but now my sole ticket in to the men’s club is gone. a week ago i sold my 1997 dodge dakota that i had for nearly ten years and its taken me this long to share the experience without crying in to the keyboard.