Good Samaritan
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Forenoon watch, 3 bells (9:49 am)

On my way to work this morning I was stopped behind two cars at the stop sign just around the corner from where I live. The front car had apparently died, and the passenger of the car in front of me hopped out to help push the car off the road. I pulled over and helped push. The younger woman driving the car said she thought she was out of gas. A city police officer was also on the scene. I offered to run home and get some gas for her, because I had a small container that held almost 1 gallon I just bought a week or two ago. So I hopped in my car, picked up the gas, and poured it in to her car, which started up just fine.

The problem was when she put it in gear (it was an automatic), it promptly died again. This repeated multiple times, even after following some suggestions the officer had. I let the woman (Ashley) borrow my phone to make a call, she forgot her phone earlier that morning. She couldn't get hold of anyone, and said she was heading to Coeur d'Alene. The officer didn't really have a way to get her there, but I said I was headed to work, and that I work in the Hecla Mining building, to which she responded she lived behind the Best Buy, just up the street a little. So I offered her a lift, dropped her off, then came in to work.

So perhaps a little good karma is coming my way. Unless, as my cow orker Luke suggested, that my good deed is just balancing out something bad I did before, in which case I may just be breaking even…

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Cliff’s Daughter
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Forenoon watch, 3 bells (9:40 am)

This morning I had some terrible news—Cliff, an old friend of the family and a guy I used to work for what I was 16-17, had a daughter pass away recently. The funeral is today in Hood River, Oregon. I am very sorry for his loss.

My dad is probably driving down there today. I don't think I'll be able to go.

Update: I have more information, she was 14 and had meningitis, it was very sudden.

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So Much For Painting
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Forenoon watch, 3 bells (9:37 am)

Well, I was going to start painting last night. Instead, I ended up tearing out several square feet of drywall from my bathroom wall. I yanked out the tile backsplash around the jacuzzi tub, and as I was pulling the tiles off the wall (I just stuck them on with tile mastic), it started to make holes in places. It ended up being faster to bash the wall in and tear the tile out the messy way. I have plenty of drywall downstairs, I'm going to cut two pieces tonight and put them back over the holes, then mud and tape them.

Friday (or perhaps Saturday) we will paint and put up the new tile. So, once again, a small home improvement job turns out to be a bigger one. I never did like the tile backsplash anyway, the top row never sat right for me. I only put it in because the builder said it wouldn't pass code if there wasn't a backsplash there and I wouldn't be able to buy the home. Stupid code.

Originally, the plan was to tear out the top row of tile and replace it with chair moulding. Due to the damage the removal was causing I decided that it was best to tear all the tile out after all. What a hassle.

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