Day NintySix: Woke up again pre-6am... Awake... not going back to sleep... didn't say I got up... I didn't hit that status until almost 10am when Lawson figured out that if he refused to tell me what he wanted for breakfast that he wasn't going to get breakfast. He came to the conclusion that French Toast was what he indeed wanted for breakfast... Double Yoke Egg - bonus morning... still made the same amount of French Toast, but 2 yokes are always better than one. The wife called to let me know she left the Mazda at home so I could change the tires today... I went to comply... both the jack and johnson bar are in the car she took to work. I dug out the standard jack that comes with the car... what a colossal piece of shit that thing is. Last time I used it was in the middle of a freezing rain storm in Barrie after a tire blue out and we hit the guardrail. It took 2 hours to change the tire that night and it fell off the jack 3 times. I was not happy. So I get this under the car and I'm able to get about an eighth of a turn out of that stupid sideways washer they have welded on there with that hook with a mini pry-bar they give you... the whole thing is completely ridiculous. So I get out the, fuck hang on I have to go put that back in the garage... impact gun, run the airline out to the driveway... now I don't know were the good one is but I did have the one that came in the set of 23 air tools for $95 so you know I bought some quality stuff there... and no, it didn't come close to taking the nuts off... where is the proper tool, the johnson bar and the 21mm impact socket? Yes in the car Heather has at work. All the wheels are setting in beside the ones they are to replace, no proper jack and no way to get the nuts of... hey Rod, didn't that crappy jack come with a crappy lug nut wrench? Why yes it did, thank you for reminding me about that... that broke in half (at the socket end bad casting) and was hurled about as far as it would go after trying to replace a wheel on the side of the road in the freezing rain someplace near Barrie. So, no... there is not a lug wrench in that car any longer... the replace though is equally as useful as it's one of those 4 way collapsible ones made out of crappy metal that now has the arms folded in and rusted in place because no the car is not the most water tight vehicle on the planet... fit and finish on a Mazda CX5 1 out of 10... OK after hours of Dicking with garbage I gave up and went inside and plopped my ass down in front of the computer to wait for the return of the proper tools to do the job. We had our first guest to the server... one of my friends, not one of the boys... he was now interested in playing... he logged in just as they were logging out... disappointment. I told him to go get some of his own friends to play... It's not finished yet but it's very playable... some people never change a thing and just run the server as is right out of the box. I cut up some chicken and veggies for Heather to stir-fry when she got home, even left the pan on the burner ready to go. Now it only takes her about 15-20 minutes from that point to get dinner on the table... so I went out to change 4 tires... with the right tools, that's plenty of time and still enough left over to wash my hands. She came out the door to give me the 5 minute warning as I was putting the last tire on. We got out a bottle of Champagne to celebrate Monday with our stir-fry... then watched a Juthro Tull concert from 1976 in Florida... look it up on YouTube well worth the watch. The flute solo about half an hour in is cool... and he had only been playing the flute for about 5 years at that point... blows my mind. The music from my childhood was better than yours   No seriously go watch it... even if you just fast forward to the flute solo, it's right after he uses the flute as a giant penis. LOL Heather fell to sleep, I sent the boy to bed, wrote this, picked up some tools outside, then finished writing this and now I'm done writing this. Who said I couldn't right? ROTFLMAO... sounds good know... 10 years from now I'm going to be looking back on this and trying to edit it for my book about the COVID19 Crisis and The Mental Affect on the season's NHL Draft Picks... I'm going to think to my self... Holy crap you used a fuck load of periods. WTF was this "..." for anyway? Note to self... A period is for when you have completed a thought, a comma is to separate your thoughts so they don't all get confused... and the 3 dots are for when you forget your thought half way though writing it down but aren't finished writing because something else came up... a tangent to the original thought... then more dots when you try to figure out was the first point you were trying to make was... and some more dots when you can't remember and give up... since the original thought was never completed it really doesn't count as a sentence therefor requires no ending period... that hurt too much writing out, forgive me if I don't edit that last part, not sure it would make sense if I did...