Sunday, August 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!

I’ll give these folks a bit of publicity! Even before “bionic” body parts days, and especially afterwards, I’ve known, for decades, about the benefits of starting the morning with a shower hot followed by cold water. It’s nothing new. Still yet, these folks have it right! I know, especially after “bionic” body parts were installed. It’s often the first part of the way that I get through a day. Of course, my stubborn, 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! Urah!

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

Oh, by the way, “It’s Cold Gin Time Again” was a KISS song, back in the day. Here it is. Enjoy! Rock and roll! Git ‘er done! Urah! 

Saturday, August 17, 2019


For all my “millions” of readers who were “sitting on pins and needles” wanting to know, here is the long-awaited update! (You can breathe now!)

First, Mollie doggie is doing great! That’s important and good!

Second, on 8/16/19, Friday, late afternoon, despite the female (Mrs. Appalachian Irishman and “favorite” sister-in-law) changes to MY ESTABLISHED plan (ha!), Mrs. Appalachian Irishman drove MY truck home, very “bravely,” after the computerized part in my new, ol’ truck was replaced! Now, that’s good! It was the first time Mrs. Appalachian Irishman drove my truck.

Oh, by the way, Nissan, if the camshaft is working just fine, as it was, but the camshaft sensor started to blink out, why is there a camshaft sensor in the first place? Nissan has no clue to logic, of course. Ha!

Oh, by the way, here is the best online photo of a ’06 Nissan Frontier camshaft sensor that I could find. It might be about the size of my thumb. It cost $145.58. Heck, I could get a new computer for not much more than that! I wish that I could drive an old truck, straight shift, which has plenty of metal and driver protection gear in it. That way, I’d avoid all this computerized truck stuff!
Finally, I “hear tell" that my first ‘cuz Lois had an age 79 birthday today! (Farcebook check told me. Now, I have it for my own records also!) Happy Birthday, ‘cuz Lois! Hey, I’m 20 years behind you! Do you think I’ll catch up to you? Ha! I remember now how I used to know your birthday. Your birthday is on the exact day, minus one month, as Dad’s. Dad was born 9/17/27.

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

Thursday, August 15, 2019


Oopsy! The Appalachian Irishman has been a little silent lately. It’s been work-a-day toward State retirement, in eleven more months, if we can get farther along on house payoff type “fun.” Urah!

Well, today, on a full moon, deserves an entry! So, here it is! (I’m sure that all the “millions” of readers out there are excited!)

First, Mrs. Appalachian Irishman had to start “hitting a lick” at work, on 8/12/19, Monday, after her way-too-long summer vacation. That’s the day that my new, old truck showed me “service engine soon” “slip.” Oh, well. Also, and most importantly, that’s the same day that Granny Wood went from this life to everlastingness, in 1991. (I did Granny’s funeral and graveside.)

Today, I burned a day off at the Hadean Realm of my State job. I took Molly, our doggie, for out-patient surgery. She had a bump on her lower left eyelid that would not go away, as the same bump on her lower right eyelid did. Molly is home. I took her, in yellow light truck, to the local veterinarian. Surgery went well! I picked her up, in the car, after paying way too much money. All is well, in Molly world!

Ok, so next, I took new, old truck to the I-won’t-ever-go-there-again Rusty Wallace Nissan crappy whatever location, on Clinton Highway, for the 1:30 PM fix-him-up appointment. New, old truck ran okay, despite yellow lights. The way-too-computerized crankshaft sensor needs to be replaced. It will cost about $400. Oh, sorry, we had one part in the right box, but the right part was not in that right box. (Wrong part is in the right box.) That’s all we have. Deal with it! Ok, so a dude drove me home, as I DEMANDED, so I could get Molly! The I-will-never-go-back-there Rusty Wallace Nissan place promises that they will have the right part in the right box in tomorrow, to fix my computerized truck. We’ll see. I doubt that the part will be in tomorrow.

More updates are coming! I’m “sure” that my “millions of readers” want to know! Ha! Y’all have fun out there, ya hear? Oh, it’s a full moon tonight.