not procrastinatin’, swear to ya

Just things get hectic sometimes,,,

I find that this new schedule (which should be an OLD schedule now since we have been on it a minute or two,,) of in at 7am, is really mucking me up.  Ten hour days aren’t helping any either.   I have lots of great ideas to talk about during the day, but I am not in a position to be able to just tap them out, and I’ll be damned if I take the Mac to work with me.   Too many chances for Murphy to have his merry way with things.

And all the grindings and metal dust and what not that already tend to destroy phones in short order. (last phone lost the ability to ‘speak’ within a month; those poor speakers were totally plugged with metal dust.  Heres’ hoping that the new case, which is totally waterproof to 2 meters, will also keep the grit’n’grime at bay as well.)

NOW, on the world front, I just saw, cruising through my Fakebuuk account (was sent a link worth following,,,) and saw a picture of a certain judge on a certain plane with a certain Ghislain Maxwell,,,,,    

Wonders never cease.(and Snopes is saying its faked,,, Laugh snort choke chortle guffaw, Who’dathunk,,, and maybe it is, but is that really the point?   These people are dirty and we ALL know it,,,   its just a matter of degree.)

(that last ‘Wonders never cease” is reference to a line in “the darkest childe” spoken word repro of a poem as done by Sadie B Hawkins.  Gotta check it out, even if she is a raving liberal, her talent is solid.)(fair warning, the lyrics are NSFW,)

And as an escape, I am reading Heinlein’s’ ‘Friday’ again.    I am at the point where ‘Two Canes” and Friday are discussing the “the marks of a ‘Sick’ culture” and where those marks point to the failure of such.

It’s scary to see so much of what Heinlein wrote coming true before our very eyes.   I am glad I am where I am even if I don’t like where I am so much.   I do see people still holding doors for people, treating each other with respect, and trying to keep civil discourse “Civil”.   And that whole southern “Bless his heart”, back-handed slight that it is, is still CIVIL over the Yankee “F!U!” 

Granted there are days where the F U is more apropo, such as when dealing with the Poli-Tick-Ians,,,,  They deserve no less IMO,,,(they deserve SO MUCH MORE, honestly, but of a kinetic sort, BUT, I am not one to suggest such, whether it be a short drop with sudden stop, or a high speed injection of Pb, that sort of thing is so ‘NOT ME’ <sarc>)

Living life; thats my intent these days.   Sarah says that there may come a day when some of us ‘Find we are IT’, and that day may come my way, but I have my doubts: I don’t run in the circles that would allow moments of “Divine intervention” or a Micheal Collins moment (like his Apostles ‘riddling the target”,,,).  

Other news, Inflation hit me hard yesterday.   Went to get a Qt of Spar varnish and left empty handed.  No matter my need, I could NOT swallow shelling out $26+tax for a quart of varnish.  I have other options and that price choked me.   Made me start to look at other things I am going to need, (like brake parts for Buffalo, those pads are super thin right now.) and I need to prioritize certain aspects (like brake pads) and figure alternatives for others (like wood and stuff for kayak builds.)

What I WON’T DO, is let this shit eat at me to the point I want to crawl into a hole and die.   THAT is what they really want us to do, and I will be damned if I let the fuckers drive me to that point.  

And if I ever get word that I am terminal, well, then the whole she-bang changes tempo and I fully intend on having an honor guard lead me into the gates of hell.  But that time is not now, and I will keep on keeping on, even if I have to scrape the walls of the peanut butter jar to keep going.

and that attitude is what drives the shitstains like SLo-Joe and his Handlers (or string pullers or whatever the actual case may be) absolutely nuts.  WE WON’T ROLL OVER AND QUIT, and that scares the ever loving crap out of them.

And we are armed.   That has to keep them up at nights.  Wondering at what point do we ‘collectively’ say “Enough!!!”

I know it has kept me up at nights,  Not wondering ‘when’ but ‘why hasn’t it,,,’

Prolly why I have been going through the Knob Creek so quickly of late.   Just a night cap, but it does help me get the shut eye I need to keep doing the other stuff in life.  (Granted that night cap is something of order of 4 shots with a beer chaser, but I sleep like a kitten in a pool of sunlight,,,,)

I’m almost caught up at work.   All the clients Kennels that needed made are done, but I have a list of ‘our stuff’ that needs addressed.   Spent Monday morning chasing ghosts on a powered gate, that ended up failing completely while I was there, but still haven’t ‘Fixed’ yet.   That one needs to be my morning priority.  Too many hats,,,   

One more shot, deal with a Grumpy-Kat, aka Mama-Kat who is showing signs of a cold and not feeling particularly well.  Very Clingy tonight and the BOYS are at sorts because she won’t let them near me. and then bed myself.

talk at ya some more tomorrow.   Just keep living life and don’t let the freaks and hairy’s get to you.   Thats the best medicine for that sort: Ignore the fuck out of them and that annoys the fuck out of them.