IT’S COLD SHOWER, NOT GIN, TIME! (published 8-18-2019)

Hey, y’all! I’m just resting my “bionic” body parts and entertaining my fertile mind today. While doing so, look what I found! See “The James Bond Shower: A Shot of Cold Water for Health and Vitality,” on The Art of Manliness, by Brett & Kate McKay, 9/17/2019. (Note that I saw this article today, 8/18/2019, so the article's 9/17/2019 date must be 8/17/2019.)

I’ll give those folks a bit of publicity! Even before my “bionic” body parts days, and especially afterwards, I’ve known, for decades, about the benefits of starting the morning, with a hot shower, followed by a cold rinse. It’s nothing new. Still yet, these folks have it right! I know, especially after my “bionic” body parts were installed. It’s often the first part of how I get through a day. Of course, my stubborn and strong Irish will, while I have power in my body, is the most important factor. One day, I will have will in my spirit, which won’t ever go away, but not power in my body. When that happens, I will be a few steps closer to going home!

Y’all keep turning right and going straight out there, ya hear?

Oh, by the way, “Cold Gin” was a KISS song, back in the day. I found the song, on the following platform: “KISS - Cold Gin - Alive!” on NieelzzZ (YouTube), 9/12/2009. That was a great rock song, by a great band. I don't have to agree with the morality of the song, to like the music. My legal notation: the reference to the song “Cold Gin” does not imply that the author of this article recommends or supports the drinking of gin, cold or not.

In fact, I support the imbibing of the Holy Spirit, into our souls. Still yet, listening to “Cold Gin” today helped my “bionic” body parts. I'm sorry, dear Lord. I know that you forgive me.

FULL MOON UPDATE (published 8-17-2019)

Introduction

For the “millions” of readers who have been “sitting on pins and needles” wanting to know, here is the long-awaited update to my article from two days ago! You can relax now!

Molly

First, Molly, our dear “old puppy,” is doing great! That is both important and good!

My 2006 Nissan Frontier

Second, in the late afternoon on Friday, 8/16/2019, Mrs. Appalachian Irishman and my “favorite” sister-in-law changed my established plan. Very “bravely,” my wife drove my truck home, after the computerized part was replaced! They had commuted to and from work in my sister-in-law's car. This was the first time that my wife drove my truck.

My established plan had been to drive our car (a 2008 Honda Civic) from the “Hadean Realm” office to the Nissan dealership, meet my wife and sister-in-law there, get my truck, drive my truck home, and have my wife drive our car home. At least I only needed to drive our car home. Doing so was easier on my three “bionic” joints (left shoulder, right knee, and right foot).

By the way, to Nissan, since the camshaft is working fine, but the camshaft sensor started to blink out, why is there a camshaft sensor in the first place? Nissan has no logical explanation, of course. The unneeded sensor is a way for Nissan to make more money. It was not my truck's fault!

Below is the best online photograph of a 2006 Nissan Frontier camshaft sensor that I could find. It might be about the size of my thumb. The part cost $145.58. I could buy a new computer for not much more than that price!

I wish that I could drive an old straight-shift truck that has plenty of metal and driver protection. That way, I would not be troubled by all these unnecessary and computerized truck parts! It's still not my truck's fault! My truck can't help how Nissan built him! (Yes, my truck is a guy.)

 

Cuz Lois' Birthday

Finally, I “hear tell” that my first cousin Lois turned 79 today! I logged into my “Farcebook” account and found out. Now, I have the date in my own calendar record.

Happy Birthday, Cuz Lois! Hey, I’m 20 years behind you! Do you think I’ll catch up to you? I remember now how I used to remember your birthday. Your birthday is on the exact same day, minus one month, as my father's. Dad was born on 9/17/1927.

Conclusion

Well, y’all have fun out there, ya hear? Don’t forget to turn right and go straight! If so, we’ll all see each other in heaven soon!

Thursday, 8-15-2019, Full Moon (published 8-15-2019)

Introduction

Oops! The Appalachian Irishman has been a little silent lately. I have been enduring the workday routine. I am working toward state retirement in eleven more months, if we can get farther along on paying off the mortgage.

Well, today, on a full moon, I need to update our “life, such as it is,” information. I am sure that “millions” of readers out there are excited!

8/12/2019 in the Context of 8/12/1991 (28 Years Ago)

First, Mrs. Appalachian Irishman had to start “hitting a lick” at work on Monday, 8/12/2019, after her summer vacation was over.

That afternoon, my 2006 Frontier flashed the “service engine soon” and “slip” yellow warning lights. Oh, well. I set up an appointment for my truck at a fix-it shop for Thursday, 8/15/2019. My truck drove well enough, despite the yellow warning lights.

Also, and most importantly, on 8/12/1991, my maternal grandmother, Granny Wood (born 6/16/1901), transitioned from temporal to everlasting life. I was honored to conduct Granny’s funeral and graveside services.

Today's Full Moon “Fun”

Today, Thursday, 8/15/2019, is a full moon. My “favorite” sister-in-law came here early in the morning. She picked up my wife, so they could go to work. They commute, each one driving two or three days a week. That way, I could have our car and truck both here, as I will explain.

I burned a day off from my “Hadean Realm” state job. I took Molly, our “old puppy,” for outpatient surgery. She had a bump on her lower left eyelid that would not go away. The same bump on her lower right eyelid did vanish on its own. Molly is now home. I took her to our local veterinarian in my “yellow light warning” truck. Molly's surgery went well! I picked her up in the car, after paying way too much money. All is well in Molly's world! See next as to why I got Molly in our car.

After dropping off Molly and before picking her up, I took my 2006 Frontier to the I-won’t-ever-go-there-again Rusty Wallace Nissan dealership on Clinton Highway for the 1:30 PM fix-him-up appointment. My truck ran okay, despite the yellow warning lights.

The way-too-computerized crankshaft sensor needs to be replaced. It will cost about $500.

Oh, sorry, the dealership said. They had one part in the right box, but it was the wrong part in that right box. That’s all they had. Deal with it!

So, some feller drove me home, as I demanded. Once home, I drove our car to get Molly! The I-will-never-go-back-there Rusty Wallace Nissan dealership promised that they will have the right part in the right box tomorrow to fix my computerized truck. We’ll see. I doubt that the part will be in tomorrow.

Conclusion

More updates are coming! I’m sure that “millions of readers” want to know the rest of the story! Y’all have fun out there, ya hear?

By the way, the full moon is tonight.