Tone-in-oz just doing it anyway

Saturday, March 24, 2012

Did not save cash

"Come around by midday"

And the clock was--- argh!

A catch up on the un-failed windscreen wiper tale.

During the week, the family vehicle's wipers did fail again. Another couple of fuses, testing the back wiper, banging the front wiper, and nada, zilch, nought, nil, Nothing!!! It won't work. It was dead. Gone, kicked the bucket. Muttley-like chuckles heard from beyond the frontier...

Bugger, all that crowing the other week saving my wallet from waking the moths.

Called the Sale Car Wreckers yesterday, well, just before closing time. Wrong time?

Took the kids to a youth meeting at dusk and the sky fell as we drove off.

Very hard to see through a teeming wet windscreen. Managed to drop the kiddies off, and got home with toes crossed. have not done that ever before, scary!

After a late night (spaced out Angry Birds to level 30...) arose after the descendents descended to/on the chicken shop, leaving me with the laundry. And a nagging feeling while getting the endless laundry started before the sky fell again [thought the weather was weird]... Looked at the clock again and BAM argh the wreckers! By midday.

Zoomed to the outskirts, a small shower of rain spoiled the anticipation.

John forgot to write down his first chore- removing a motor for me. Hah. So at least I got to see how the job was to be done.

Returned home with a lighter wallet, but an extra too- the linkages to Repair the vehicle- Restored the second-hand wiper after half an hour with some newish tools, and it appears to work, yay me. Fingers crossed.

Small chit chat. And a rant too.

John and I chatted over a wreck getting the wiper-motor out and got around to how poker machines and casinos are just rip off businesses in the small towns and the city. We agreed that the first time playing was good, but to hear from sources that the local poker machine operators get more than four million dollars a week from two country towns [less than twenty thousand odd people] beggars belief in an Un-Australian way IMO: some people are profiting from mostly the poor end of town. And lotto winners are not always better off in the long run

I suppose I am a capitalist and socialist rolled into one- never let a golden opportunity go by etc., but, really, big business like poker machine operators, banks and miners are trying too hard, whining too much, and don't really give a stuff as long as the bottom line ain't red and productivity is 'up'.

Productivity. How much blood from a stone do they expect? Modernity means a more social life, less work, spreading the wealth from being cleverer with production. Less office paper and stuff, faster communications, Internet shopping...

And now the car makers are complaining that they need government money or less tax or they are taking their business overseas. Well, bugger me pink and blue and brown. Obviously the damn vehicles cost too much! Charge more, make them last,what ever! But dang, the taxpayers help a car maker out by sharing tax dollars with capitalists that make lemons. Something not quite right there.

And why oh why does the GDP have to go up? I suppose if you want more money you ask the boss- he says yep if you do more work...

Bacteria has a lot to answer for.
Intelligent design NOT!

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