Great place to eat food!

I got up early this Sat. morning for a field trip. I like to sleep in until about 0600 on Saturday mornings, but it was 0430 again. Drove to NE and picked up my bus, drover Lincoln HS, then to Cleveland HS, then to Clackamas HS and dropped off the very sleepy wrestlers for a regional bout with 14 other High School. I'm waiting for a call to return to Clackamas. The scheduled pickup time was 2030 this evening, but they said more 1400. They are supposed to call me an hour before so I can stop what I am doing, head to the bus yard, get bus and head to Sunnyside Rd down 205. Oh boy, short weekend.

It's not raining and I am just doing things around the cave, the one I moved into the first of the year, that is below ground level. I got my air purifier from FEDEX. Said signature required on the instructions and since I didn't see it anywhere checked on it's delivery. Delivered it said. After checking with a couple of neighbors I happened to notice it over by the garbage cans in plain sight. Oh, boy FedEx!

It is on and good for 500 sq. ft and it is working. It has a timer and several cleaning mechanisms. It has a pre filter which is just crappy foam, a charcoal filter, a reusable Hepa filter, a photo catalyst filter and a UV light to kill anything else. I've had it on now about an hour and the air is so different. I had been loaned a small 85 sq ft unit from friends and it worked reasonably well, but it is over worked. The one I purchased is really good and I had to squeeze Ben out of my bank account to get. Well worth it.

On a final note that is actually what I started to write about is The Little Red Bike Cafe that my sister and I ate at on Monday the 1st of Feb. I have been back I think twice. I am incredibly impressed by the quality of the food. It is probably the most delightful out dining I can recollect ever experiencing.I guess I better back that up with something. I don't dine out much because I can't read the labels and most of the food that is good or excellent I can't afford, to pricey. The menu at the LRBC is pretty well fixed with posted specials on the board. The breakfast sandwich I had this morning zoobomb was a combo of some kind of Italian bread I am to lazy to look up and can't pronounce with these caramelized onions, egg, an aoli sauce, some white cheese that when cooking or heated the aroma comes drifting out of the kitchen stirring ones imagination to the culinary delights that are coming after it and making my mouth water just writing about them. Just like love, the food at the LRBC is just to precious and delicious to write about, there are not enough words in my vocabulary that are attainable. Well, that's the best. The best for last except of course my spelling is in the tank. Just to distracted thinking about trying to rationalize going then again before the weekend is over.

Well, twice now Blogger is not accepting my html tags

Has to be my execution. I am so inconsistent, not coming around etc. it doesn't really surprise me that much. I'm living in this basement and it I had a lot of low energy. My friends loaned me an air filtration system with Ionization and it has made a difference. I'm going to purchase a unit that has Ionization, UV, washable HEPA filter, charcoal filter and something else, plus it will filter more air, enough for 500 square feet as opposed to the 100 square foot unit I am using now. I spent the whole day hanging my TV set from my ceiling with chains. Not as low as I had planned on, actually 1 inch higher than when it was sitting on my roll away tool box. I'm considering constructing another shelf with two pieces of 1/2 inch plywood like the first one I constructed for the TV that it is sitting on. Since it is already hanging, I will be able to concentrate on other matters. The 1 inch sheet I glued and screwed together is pretty nice and certainly strong enough to hold the TV. The load is distributed of course by the four suspension points. I built it strong because I don't want the TV to come crashing down for any reason. It is more likely that I will leave it up high as opposed to constructing another strong shelf. I will hang another shelf to hold the stereo receiver and am working on some shelves for the small speakers I have. I am going to put eye bolts in the speaker shelves and strap them down so they don't jump to the floor for some reason. I am planning on staying here for about 3-5 years at which time I will purchase a class B motor home in which I plan on living as long as I am capable of driving. I sure hope I keep my faculties long enough to drive across the country a few times. I'm turning 60 on the 31st and still find it hard to believe I have lived this long. What is it about us baby boomers? Did we think we would stay babies all our lives? It sure has taken me a long time to mature. I am finally realizing I am maturing, but still have a lot of mirth left. One week left and then the new decade. I may look older, but that is just the outside. The inside is a mixture of youth and age. Wow, it is amazing to me still!

My new living situation

My new landlord is a good guy, easy to talk to, no pretension. This is his first house, he was raised in Hood River up the Columbia River Gorge in North Mid Oregon, 70 miles East of Portland. Hood River is one of the first places I took a road trip to when i first moved here in 2007. I"m living out of the basement, meaning that my main room is the bassement, semi finished, concrete floor that is painted brown, a small set tothe side room. What I find interesting in this basement is the house heating system. In order to install it years before my landlord considered purchasing a house, a couple of someones removed some main supporting members ot the existing main house supporting members, beams and floor joists. Upstairs you can sense this with the creaking of the floor as one walks through the house. The current owner has owned this relic for 4 years. Like he said it is the first one he's owned. It makes me wonder if he consulted anyone who knows anything about construction when he was considering purchasing it. Oh well. I asked him if he was planning on putting insulation and sheet rock on the ceiling down here and he said no, thought that it would severely limit the head room. He painted the basement ceiling black, perhaps to mask the missing supporting members of the main house floor. Covering the ceiling in sheet rock would require any conscientious builder to also add extensive supporting members and blocking nailers to the existing structure. I think the plan is to live here maybe ten years, fix up the yard and the outside, make a pleasant visual experience for the next buyer and now knowing more of what to look for in a house, purchase something that has not been gerry mandered by the previous owner and his pals.

The basement is sound and water tight and I plan on staying here at least 2 or perhaps 3 years hoping that my landlord is planning on staying beyond that. I am putting some effort into making it more comfortable and will post some pictures. I hope that this experience doesn't turn me into a bear in a cave. I am already looking like one. Work is calling!

Never mind, I am rusty on my html and can't post my link

go to You tube, watch General Larry Platt and our friend Neil Young perform Pants on the Ground. who else other than Neil Young could cover pants on the ground

Moments of and I know this is not what you have come to expect or is it?

NOt much to say, off the picture frame. I had a whole post that was just wandering and took it to another site, my own personal writings, journal. I have three days off with pay for MLK day as long as I work the Friday before and the Tues. after. And someone said, what do unions do for us? How about the 8 hour day, how about a voice in the work place, how about paid holidays, paid sick days, paid vacations. The unions were the people who forced employers to give us a fair shake. Most people don't belong to a union. Union participation in the US is down to last I checked 13% of the work force. Thats low, but it will get better maybe. Unions. I manned the phone back last week to call people to vote yes on Props 66 and 67 up here in Oregon. These props raise taxes for the more well off including some businesses and the fight against the props is that it is going to sacrifice workers because that is what happens when business is strangled. What happens with business is doing badly, they lay off their workers and move to a country with cheaper labor. Has nothing to do with taxes, it has to do with greed and what is right. Oh, well, got to go. Other fish to fry so to speak!

My normal state of mind is bouncing off of everything

My thoughts are everywhere, confused as usual but I come out of it too. Currently, I am having a dilemna of feelings of affection towards a woman who is 600 miles away. Let me put it differently, I am projecting my feeling of affection towards a woman 600 mile away whom I can't possibly become involved with because I am here and she is there. We went of a couple of times before I moved away and I feel like we were heading for something. I have always been lost around my feelings. I was listening to the radio yesterday and someone was talking about those who worry about love and if it is the right one and those who fall in love easily. Now I don't know where I fit in. Everytime I try and communicate my feelings about this very illusive topic or with a woman the object? of my affections, I stumble, I'm sure it is about fear of rejection. A friend of. Even though B keeps saving what I am writing apparently not fast enough to keep me from erasing my paragraphs. I just wrote about my goal orientation and being only able to focus on one goal at a time. I have had instances in the past where I was distracted and completely lost track of my goal of the time. I have not been able to change much of this. I have had to adapt and adjust yet not to others standards apparently. I am learning at nearly 60 years old to listen to my own inner voice, yet, I still have this feeling that I can't define so I think it is affection wanting it and wanting to give it. Everybody that knows me knows that I am single. Many that meet me think it is odd that I am not with someone, not married, don't have woman friend, don't have a lot of friends, don't interact with some people because it is my choice. We get set in our ways. I am set in mine, yet almost always aware and attempting to change my own perceptions adapt and adjust. One more thing, different topic. When I get out of the bus my body memory has an impression of the motion of the bus and the then transfers that motion to the ground causing me to feeling like I am still bouncing up and down. It doesnt' happen when I ride the bus or train or when I drive my van, just drivng the bus. See bouncing is the topic, but took me the long way to get there.

Oh boy and girl, I finally found some patience....

this year can be different. i finally found some patience and am now cruising at jeffrey speed, which is much slower than i have expected from my standpoint for to long. i call it jeffrey speed, because my mind is in constant race and i am attempting to adapt to my feelings and not my expectations or anyone else's expectations. almost 60 years and how many ways can we spell words anyway and still get the meaning? it has been said that if we get the first and last letter right, that even if the in between letters are out of the normal order or correct spelling our brains will still see the correct word. where am i? i know, back to the middle of my thought. i found the patience possibly with this winters break from school bus driving. schools out dec. 18 2009 and restarts jan. 4 2010. i am going to work today to start buses so that we can find the ones that don't start and the drivers won't have that issue to contend with. let's see if i can now load a picture of something since that has been my issue all along lately. this is the house i moved out of that i lived in for 8 months. it must have been a stepping stone for the one i am living in now, which is not as sunny do to the seasonal change. that's not the new house, that is the old house front yard in the snow we had right after christmas. i'll find it with my new found patience. picture with van old house in snow evening. i'll find that new house photo if not now later. i have come through now with my promise of pictures. as you can see the speed of jeffrey gets in the way for no apparent reason. how hard was that to click on the photo icon on my post page? it was hard because i overlook some of the most obvious details with my mind racing. happy new year everybody! you will probably get that salutation from me for at least a month, possibly all year!