I’m just a lazy, good for nuthin’ that has a serious problem with follow-through. Delay starting, take forever to do it – and yet still never quite finish. You’ve seen those smilies with the guy smacking his head against a brick wall… that’s me right now.

Well just about bedtime last night, I come meandering into the site for a quick look and a longing to finally do something here. And whata ya know, I spend the next 4 hours – ’til 6AM – tweaking the style. Nothing of any real substance, mind you, just playing with the colors, resizing a few elements and other mindless, inconsequential stuff like that. Not really a waste of time, but certainly a waste of healthy sleep time.

Grump’s Place is prettier now. Big deal, hu? Oh, and I’m writing this. Maybe it’s what I need to get going on this much delayed project of bringing Grump’s Place back to life. I really wanna share some of my recent projects, fill you in on my current frustrations and complain about a few things in life. You know you want it.

Okay, enough self-depreciation. I resolve to get busy converting the old computer modding articles and update you on my home remodeling projects. I will share my latest case mod (thought that would never happen again). And I will spend endless hours writing about my frustrations with getting old, terrible neighbors, world events, lousy VA health care and being poor. Sure, lots of people got it tougher than me, but I won’t think about that.

Nestled in the nether regions of My Documents was a copy of the first blog post I ever did. Although this is January 2008, I time-stamped this at the same date and time this file was created. Click the image there on the left to see what it looked like back then. What you see below is word-for-WordPress. The only thing I changed was the email link at the end – it now links to my official contact page. Sorry. I know it’s bad, but remember, this was new to me in 2003 and still new to the World Wide Winternet back then. Enjoy.

It’s an official fad. I read about “blogs” in my daily newspaper, The Sacramento Bee, and thought, gee, I could do that. So, I did. I don’t really know why I did, ‘cept I don’t have nothin’ else to do at this particular time. An’ I know you all are jest jumpin’ at the chance to read my wit and wisdom. Okay, you’re not. But I see you got nothin’ better ta do either.

Le’see, what do I have to piss an’ moan about today? I got this customer, see — I won’t name names, to protect my income — who thinks it’s most convenient to have me meet him to discuss a floor job at the unGodly hour of 7am. I guess he thinks, since he has the compulsion to start work at 6am, I should be fine with meeting him at 7. Then he stands me up. Not once, mind you, but twice. Then he thinks buyin’ me breakfast will make up for it. An’ because he stood me up twice, I ain’t about to drive all the way down town without bein’ sure he’s there. So I call. Yep, he finally made it an’ I tell him I’ll be there in a few minutes. About 5 minutes later, I walk into the restaurant and he’s having his breakfast. Already. Didn’t wait for me, noooo. I order and by the time my food is delivered, he’s like tapping his fingers an’ fidgetting like he’s anxious to get going. I mean, gimme a friggin’ break here.

Manners, jeez, that’s a real sore point with me. You’d think, with a name like “Grump”, that I prob’ly got it because I was horribly deficient in that area. You’d be wrong. I actually got it because I rag on people so much for not having enough of them. Yeah, I can get rude, as you’ll see, but it’s one a those, “what goes around, comes around” kinda things. Only I tend ta double up sometimes.

Okay, that’s enough from me and enough for this very first borg post. Hey, come back again an’ see if I don’t have something else ta bitch about. For now, surf around my site a little and enjoy yourself. Be sure to let me know what you think by dropping me a note.

Later, Grump