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State: Utah
Gender: Male


Interests: Projects. Building things from scratch. Creating things out of nothing.
Expertise: Humor
Occupation: Sales
Industry: Entertainment


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Member Since: 5/25/2003
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Tuesday, September 22, 2009

A Scary Day in Fontana

I arrived at work early, and while standing next to my workbench, I reached down to pick up a tool from a box below, and as I leaned over, I suddenly felt sick and weak. I stood up feeling dizzy. Then I realized that something with my pacemaker was not quite right.

Then I noticed the magnet. Kurt had mounted a large 12X magnet to attach tools to while he works there, and as I leaned down for the tool my chest was pressed against it. Now I was scared. I do not know much about pacemakers, but I always heard that a pacemaker could be damaged by them.

Still feeling puny I got right into the car bound for Kaiser to have it checked out. I was not sure to go to emergency or to the cardiac unit. The walk from the car was too far to emergency, so I walked to the cardiac unit and told them my story.

Within five minutes I was in front of my regular cardiologist, and they ran all the tests to see that all was normal and regular. I am impressed. Thank God I am only two miles from my doctor.

I was scared, but for no reason. It did not even cost me the $20 co-pay. I live another day.




Today in the NEWS

It is 4:18 am.  I have been up since 3:30 am.  Why am I moving so slowly?

1.  Good coffee
2.  Lots of NEWS to watch.
3.  Emails that stimulate my mind.
4.  Dog is still asleep.
5.  Homework is done.
6.  Car is safely locked inside the garage.
7.  This computer is moving along quickly.
8.  Abundant content from the web.
9.  I am doing this list.
10.  No one is yelling for me to do....
11.  The phone is not ringing.
12.  The electricity is still turned on.
13.  My recliner is really comfortable.
14.  My slippers are warm (courtesy of my sister who gives me sheep skin slippers for Christmas)
15.  The drive to work is long and full of traffic.
16.  The coffee pot has more yet.


There may be more reasons, but I am now ready to on to something that moves me.

More later.



Thursday, August 27, 2009

Rules for the Bertram/Marino/Hokanson Garage Sale Christmas

The idea is to avoid the Christmas crowds, Mall shopping and just buying gifts just to “Get something for someone...”. The highest priority is for hand-crafted things like quilts, knick knacks, doilies and anything crafted at home (Or in a class). Clay busts are highly honored (Ha!), and picture boxes are of the highest order.

Old pictures of Family past are especially desirable, and anything with deep emotions attached will be enjoyed with great interest. A box of tissues is always accepted with such gifts.

Pretty much anything goes. We all agree to exchange used or recycled items, hand crafted or re-gifted items and really unique stuff.

Acceptable places to buy gifts include Craigslist, Ebay, Craft Sales, Estate Sales, Yard Sales and Garage Sales.

Chinese Goods can be avoided if possible.

A white elephant gift is highly desirable.

All amendments to this are desired.


Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Christmas Lights!

It is Christmas Eve. I just looked through the presents to see what is there for me. Ha!! I noticed that the train is partially derailed. I am too tired now to put it back on the track, but I will have to fix it before the kids get here in the morning.

Colin is too young to realize what is going on this year, but wait until next year. The excitement should prove interesting. I can hardly wait to watch.

Daniel just called. He stored his son's new weight bench in my garage, and tonight we moved it to his house in preparation for morning. He sure is doing well.

Aaron is now in football, so he will need to work out a lot. Daniel found Olympic weight sets, and they appear brand new. I hope he uses them.

It is really cold here, for California. I see the thermometer just dropped to 39 degrees. Brrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

I hope it does not freeze. Soon the freeze protect on the pool will start up and run all night. Maybe it will not get that cold.

I went out for last minute things at K Mart this afternoon, and there was not the usual crowds. This is a shock to me. Each check stand that was open only had maybe three people in line. Walmart probably has twenty people in line. Was I in the wrong place? I think not. I was in and out in record time. I consider my time worth more that getting a lower price.

I never look for the lowest price. I think that is a deceiving indicator of value. Low price means nothing to me unless it is considered in the context of total value received. I seek the best exchange of money for total benefit. The way I buy gas is the best example that comes to mind.

When all the cars are lined up at a gas station where the price is lower than anyone else in town, I go across the street where the price is listed higher, and drive right up to the pumps. I compete with no one else for my gas. Why save a couple of dollars when the aggravation level is low. I will pay more for less hassle. I would rather be free of the congestion than saving some insignificant amount of money.

Christmas time really evokes memories of Holidays past, or should I say Hok-a-days past. I can remember most of them in detail. I really do like this time of year.

When I was in Junior High, Christmas vacation meant two weeks of working on my bicycles and usually refurbishing one.

I am tired. More later.



Tuesday, December 02, 2008

Steven's Birthday

Happy Birthday Steven.  I wish I could be there to celebrate with you. Burned in my memory is your one-year party.  Thank God I have that memory.



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