Don't need no stereo. I can fill that hole with snacks! It could even hold a night bag.
I was surprised how easy it is to break into an F150.
The thief must have taken a screwdriver, placed it in the key slot, punched in the door lock and given it a twist.
The door lock is just barely held in place, so its easy to punch inward. Once the lock is loose, all it needs is to be rotated.
I'm just grateful he didn't rip the wires out. He was careful enough to unclip the wires from the stereo, and to remove the moldings without breaking anything.
My locks needed fixing anyway.
Ford's power lock actuators (the things that electronically unlock the doors) go bad in Vegas heat.
When they go bad, you can't use the remote to unlock your doors.
They will fix them for $400, and they'll go bad again, and again.
And you'll end up living in a cardboard box howling at the moon.
I got two actuators today for my door locks.
The idea was to get the remotes working, then I don't need my busted key lock fixed (which could be very expensive if Ford did the work). It took 1.5 hours to do the driver side door. Gosh, they make it. You need fingers 5 inches long!
But now that I know how to do it and the tools are already down there, the passenger door actuator should go much quicker.
Maybe.
Anyway...it was a productive night, and now I can drive around with a little confidence.
What I liked about Ford's improvements
Ford used to have these clips that would break whenever you took off a door panel. No more...the panel has one screw, and simply unhooks.
I replace the hard drive in my laptop last weekend.
Actually, its the laptop the SAE used to have. Becky was using mine. My hard drive croaked. I got a new laptop, then fixed my laptop, and gosh, I'm getting more confusing the more I babble!

The bus pass experience - Having to walk all over in the rain to get the wrong pass replaced.
The truck being burgled - A visit from Poppa Lock yielded no stereo, no GPS.
Dining Out - Eating at Fremont Dock, Nickersons, and Bubba's BBQ.
Finding a way - Venturing off to St Marks Cathedral across the lake.
Gaining New Friends - Its hard here, but its happening. Progress is extremely slow.

There are times when, no matter how lost and alone I feel, no matter how blue, there's something that comes along that puts it all together. I see something that's common, and once again its beautiful, like it was the first time I'd ever seen it.
I experience a warm glow. I feel like a kid again when everything was new. Its like the first time I saw a kitten, a weeping willow near a pond, or a pasture of  frosted grass glowing under the moonlight. It feels good.
I get these feelings when I see Becky smile.
I love her so much.

It would have been a great day for walking.
But it drizzled all day.
I started to hop the bus this morning, and was surprised when the bus driver told me my pass wasn't good enough. I needed a quarter more. OUCH!!! He let me on though. These bus drivers a pretty cool.
So, now, the problem was exchanging my pass
I had just purchased my pass Friday from Bartell's for $54. I guess they didn't know the rates had changed March 1st. hmmm.
I walked to Bartells.
They had to get the manager and I waited. She told me they don't do exchanges or refunds, and that I'd have to go to the Transit Station on University and 4th. Its in a mall.
I walked the Transit Station.
I went through a long line, but it moved quickly. They told me that they didn't do exchanges or refunds either! I'd have to go to the bus station on the other side of town. They could, however, sell me a booklet of 25 cent passes...hahahaha....The booklet was twice the size of a quarter! I'd bet it expires too!
I hopped a bus to the Bus Station at 201 Jackson Street off 2nd and Main.
The bus dropped me off at a 5 way intersection. There was a bus depot two blocks away, but it was vacant. What I was looking for was a building that wasn't even marked, at least, I didn't see a sign on the building.
So, I went inside and there was the line from hell.
It wound back and forth, ending up at three windows. I had plenty of time while standing in line, to contemplate what I may be doing wrong, (did theyt take Visa, did I need a receipt, did they do exchanges at this building).
I finally got to the window.
The clerk said she didn't do exchanges. She said I'd have to see the manager at another window. Wow. I did, and he had me fill out a form that I had to return to the first window.
Well, I finally got the pass for $63. Did I mention its only live 2.6 miles from my apartment to work? It costs about about 63 cents a mile to ride the bus. Toss in that it cost $150 a month to park my truck at the apartment and I'm paying a lot to get around here.
Leaving the bus station/whatever they call it, I couldn't find a bus back to work.
The street I came down (3rd Street) turns into a one way street, which means there was no bus stop on the other side from where the first bus dropped me off. Now, I'm thinking, I could gamble, and wait at any bus stop to ask the drivers if they came close to 3rd and Madison, or I could walk down 3rd street until it turned back into a two way street. I decided to walk.
On my walk back, I noticed there were two 2nd and Main Streets.
I'm serious!!! One is 2nd Avenue, the other is 2nd Street....I still don't know the technical difference.
I always thought that avenues were short and streets were long. Its reversed here. Maybe thats normal...hmmm.
The worse thing about this whole experience wasn't walking up the steep hills.
When I got up this morning, I got dressed in the dark and I put on a mismatched pair of shoes.

If anyone's interested...give me a ding dong.

Things change quickly around here. Dustin may be coming down to stay for 5 months.
But I'm not in a rush to find anything.
At least, I don't think I am. I made a lot of mistakes on this last move (I'm still a newbe at this wandering contractor thing). I rushed into it too fast. What's nice about where I'm at now is, I can take my time looking for only the best job opportunities. I've got 5 months to peruse the job opportunities. Eugene sounded pretty interesting.

They Skylark Cafe and Club. Its on 3803 Delridge Way SW, West Seattle, WA 98106.
The downside is, even though its only 4 miles away
Its a 40 minute ride on the bus. Its a 13 minute drive, if you can find a place to park.
-- REVIEWS --
According to the Stranger - It is Seattle's night life's saving grace.
Editorial Review for Skylark Cafe & Club – by Hannah Levin
West Seattle has long struggled to find a solid, attractive spot to function as a live music destination, and Skylark proprietress Jessie Summa-Kusiak has finally nailed it with this café's cozy, neighborhood vibe. The diner-style food is a top-notch combination of the comforting (homade meatloaf with all the trimmings) and the sophisticated (penne with vodka sauce), while the high quality, free-of-charge live music draws appreciate crowds with a mix of indie, rock, and alt-country acts, and the occasional singer-songwriter.

Now I'm reading about Belltown . Its on 4th and Bell. But wait...we've been around there at night. hmmm.
I've read and heard alot about Capitol Hill too. We've been by there though. Its on Mercer and 11th.
Its surprising to see you on SAE...its 4 am here. GMornin!!!

We went strolling down the waterfront walkway last night.
What can I say...most of it was closed at 7pm. Lots of piers. Little on them.
I keep expecting to see a little bit of San Francisco in Seattle, but its just not here.
Every town I've seen has a party district.
I'd describe a party district as a fun place to go at night after you get off of work. It has dance joints, bars, bands, street entertainment and shops. Most towns these days have place area where you can ride in a horse drawn buggy after dark. Its usually safe, with police walking the beat.
I think every major city in the US has a Hard Rock Hotel . Portland and Seattle don't.
Lets see:
Louisville had its Fourth Street Live  Orlando had its Universal City, and downtown area. San Francisco has its piers, downtown and China Town. San Diego has its Gas Light District. Los Angeles has Universal City, piers, marinas. Las Vegas has its Strip. Nashville has its Strip. Sacremento has Old Sac. Omaha has its Gas Light District.
Even Bowling Green has a Strip
Seattle has Pioneer Square, but its scary at night.
If you had a carton of cigarettes, you'd be a celebrity there for 5 minutes.
Seattle has its scattered party areas.
Pikes street is okay. Its got some cool malls and shops.
Fremont is okay. Its got quite a few restaurants lined up.
I think the most pressing problem this town has is, there is no place ot park.
You have to ride the bus or take a cab.
You can't say, hey, I have got $20. I'm going out to have some fun here.
You need that to get where ever you are going, and it is going to take awhile for you to get there, and you are going to do a lot of walking. You will run into some pretty strange people on your trip. Its just not worth going out.
There are no convenient places to go (that I've found).

Oh man, I'm so sorry to hear that.
Enrique is such a great guy too. I learned a lot from him while I was in Orlando.
Give him my condolences.

Its early in the morning here.
I wasn't feeling very good.(its probably just a nasty leftover from that terrible flu/cold)
Anyway, I woke up swetting and feeling unconfortable, and yucky in an overall kind of way.
Somewhere along the line, I decided having a beer wouldn't hurt.
Why not ? I've been curious about SEATTLE'S WILD NIGHTLIFE.
I went out at 2:40 am, and discovered something quite interesting.
There's a law in the state of Washington, that after 2 am (even on a Friday), you can't order a beer anywhere.
I guess thats a good idea, sort of, if you don't mind the government dictating your business hours.
Maybe its because I'm still a Las Vegan.
I liked being able to go out at 3 am, play some quarters and say howdy to the neighbors.
Maybe I assumed Seattle would be a lot like Louisville or Memphis.
But Seattle doesn't seem to have a night life district, unless you consider eating to be nightlife.
There really aren't any dance joints here to speak of. 
I haven't found any real amusement parks either.
There are no Six Flags, Universal Studios, Planet Hollywoods or Hard Rock Cafe's.
I can see now why they sell coffee on every street corner. Its too keep you from falling asleep everywhere.
I know how a lake the size of Lake Union can have a glass like water suface.
There's nothing happening in this state after 2 am !
So after 2 am, in Seattle, its lights out.
ITS THE LAW!

Java. Java. JAVA!!! I bleed coffee these days!
Its rare when I do want a beer, and actually I wouldn't mind it if no one sold beer anywhere.
The world would be better place without it.
However, beer does seem to go nicely with a live band and a dance floor..
It would be great to go out dancing somewhere.
We just haven't found any place that has a  band, or a dance floor.
There is a Hooters across the lake that we haven't tried yet.

I see its SNOWING in Louisville...
Yeah!
Its a beautiful 47 degrees outside in Seattle. 
That feels warm to me these days.
Las Vegas is enjoying a brisk 63 degrees.
Its hot chocolate time in the desert.
Orlando seems to have the best of it all.
Its 72 degrees there.

A man and his wife were awakened at 3:00 am by a loud pounding on the door. 
The man gets up and goes to the door where a drunken stranger, standing in the pouring rain, is asking for a push.
"Not a chance," says the husband, "it is 3:00 in the morning!"
He slams the door and returns to bed.

"Who was that?" asked his wife.
"Just some drunken guy asking for a push," he answers.
"Did you help him?" she asks.
"No, I did not, it is 3:00 in the morning and it is pouring rain out there!"

"Well, you have a short memory," says his wife.
"Can't you remember about three months ago when we broke down, and those two guys helped us?"
"I think you should help him, and you should be ashamed of yourself!"

The man does as he is told, gets dressed, and goes out into the pounding rain.
He calls out into the dark, "Hello, are you still there?" "Yes," comes back the answer.
"Do you still need a push?" calls out the husband. "Yes, please!" comes the reply from the dark.
"Where are you?" asks the husband.

"Over here on the swing," replied the drunk.