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Hot Air Depot: February 2006

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Tuesday, February 21, 2006. Yes, I know. Monkey butt is an odd title for a post. Just the same, it is a phrase you might want to remember the next time you get stuck in a loop when calling a support line or some other automated phone system. Listen in as I show you what used to happen during a typical call to a help desk. I will use the McFlybinyte computer company. Here goes. I am dialing the number. It is ringing. Still ringing. At the tone, please say the name of the missing part. BEEP. Now, listen ag...

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Hot Air Depot: June 2009

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Sunday, June 28, 2009. Depending on who you talk to, today, June 28, 2009, would be my grandfather's 100 th. Were he still living. My mother would emphatically tell you that James Wood, my namesake, was never my grandfather. She learned in her late sixties that she was the illegitimate. And didn't even know who he was by then. Wood met us at the airstrip. I remember very little about our stay with them. On the way to our new home at Lackland, we stopped in Toledo, Ohio. Pennsylvania where my great-grandf...

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Hot Air Depot: January 2010

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Thursday, January 21, 2010. Mistakes, I've made a few.: SparkPeople Series #4. Mistakes, I've made a few. (January 21, 2009). Boy have I made some dieting mistakes in my life! I moved right into my next brainstorm. POPCORN! You had to have weekly blood drawn on that diet. That particular day, the doctor didn't like the results. All of my levels were totally out of whack. I remember her nurse hooking me up to an IV and saying, "Wow, that was a close one! It took a few months. Unfortunately, it is all ...

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Hot Air Depot: November 2009

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Wednesday, November 25, 2009. As a rather odd way of recognizing my many blessings this Thanksgiving, I decided that I wanted to make a list of, what I consider. I'm going to tell you the things that give me the most pleasure. Isn't that intimate enough? Now, those of you whose minds always travel to the dirty side can stop reading. Yes, there are erotic pleasures in my life just like anyone e lse's. By her. You can see more about her by going to the website below:. Http:/ www.lucytheelephant.org/. Okay,...

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Hot Air Depot: April 2010

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Sunday, April 18, 2010. I get it now! Well that's all I wanted to say. I'll keep you posted as things progress. Posted by knownasjim @ 9:49 PM. San Antonio, Texas, United States. I'm just an old guy who does what he does. Nothing special, but having a great time. View my complete profile. Last Post of the St. Louis Road Trip of 2016. Day 5 of the return leg of the St. Louis Road trip. Day 4 of the return leg of the St. Louis Roadtrip. Day 3 of the return leg of the St. Louis Road Trip.

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Hot Air Depot: October 2009

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Monday, October 12, 2009. Just Call Me Grandma. My grandmother was a lucky woman. She passed away only a few short months after being placed in a nursing home in New Jersey. She had been living in San Antonio with my parents for a while, but the doctors were saying it was time for my grandfather, who was in the advanced stages of Alzheimer's, to be placed somewhere that he could receive more care than my parents could provide. Since Grandmom. Paid for my flight. She had left some money in an account ...

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Hot Air Depot: July 2009

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Thursday, July 30, 2009. A Change For Heart. My blood pressure sky-rocketed, and I was a sopping wet bundle of nerves before the nurse could even get back to the room with the EKG machine. I was sweating so bad, she couldn't get all of those little sticky probes to stick to my chest. She ended up shaving these lovely giant spots on each of my man boobs. They look lovely. Almost like crop circles! Posted by knownasjim @ 8:27 PM. Monday, July 20, 2009. Dancing in the Dark. I was walking down the hall and n...

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Hot Air Depot: September 2005

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Wednesday, September 07, 2005. There's a place for me. Somewhere a place for me. Now that I have a place to say it, I'm not entirely sure what I want to say. In fact, I have to ask myself who in their right mind would care to read the words of a crazy old guy like me. Okay, I'm not really crazy. (Shut up, Jack! Posted by knownasjim @ 9:43 PM. San Antonio, Texas, United States. I'm just an old guy who does what he does. Nothing special, but having a great time. View my complete profile.

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Hot Air Depot: July 2006

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Monday, July 03, 2006. I am an old fart! My fifteen-year-old Josh's answer to everything I say that he doesn't agree with is that I am an old fart. No matter how much I try to impress upon him that I was at one time considered hip, he only sees a fat, aging, old fuddy-duddy. That has never bothered me until recently. Afterall,. Too stupid to learn how to use the new house phones. It would make me mad, but he's so right it hurts. I can answer the phone and, about half the time, I can successfully ...Okay,...

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Hot Air Depot: August 2009

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Saturday, August 01, 2009. I have just had the sudden realization that I have turned into my mother. I'm serious! When I was a teenager, my mother had a rule that I would have to wake her up by knocking on her door whenever I came home late. I hated it. There was no way that I could sneak in later than curfew. If I hadn't knocked on her door by the time she was expecting me home, she would lie in bed waiting and worrying. I realized that Josh had not made it home on time. This was a first. I pani...Then ...