BJ is appeased

Work day wasn’t the full eight of a usual day. Spent it all in shop knocking out the build list I had acquired being krewleader this week. All the little gates and panels that need made to complete all the krews jobs,,, and fill one customers order for a ginormous double drive gate of schd80 pipe,,, Heavy bastach, let me tell ya,,, Enough work that Bossman decided I needed an assistant today, if that says anything,,,

but done by 2,,, Prolly coulda milked it, but it was hot in that shed (freezer in the winter, oven in the summer, sheetmetal covered polebarn sorta thing,,)

and as soon as I could break off, headed to the lake and took BJ out for a dip.

Sadly, the boat ramp was the beach again, and there was a mess of kiddies (legal age, but to me anyone under thirty these days is a kid,,,) with some boomboxie sorta thing thumping the water, and I didn’t want to stray too far from Buffalo since I have bad vibes about that ramp these days. Too many people of less than admirable character hang out there a lot during the summer. (and what the hell is wrong with the ‘music’ these days,,, cripes, ever heard of melodies, harmonies, SINGING for F’s sake,,, even the rythm sucked with ZERO variation,,,, All percussive beat and something that could be loosely defined as ‘lyrics’,,,, I couldn’t even call it ‘Rap’,,,)

But they did me a small and didn’t mean to. It was a damned windy day out there. Its amazing how much practice you can get in chasing down beach inflatables for idjits that can’t hang on to them. Lots of little sprints, hard edges and bow rudders to didoe in front of the erant object, then take it back to the boneheads, who were actually grateful. Found a few lost water toys of their spawns that had been released before I arrived, and the one mama-child was VERY thankful for those. (Shit costs money,,,, I do get it.) It just makes me feel OLD when the mama looks (to me) like she isn’t even old enough for a drivers license,,, (she did, even had a car that she loaded up later when leaving,,, still didn’t look like she was old enough to get a job, but had two littles running rampant with her.)

And the sun is setting as I type,,, Haze in the air from some wildfire in Canada (I think) though the humidity is a very comfortable 70%,,, Was worse several hours ago, and why I went to the lake,,, despite the thunderheads building all over the place,,, never heard boomers, but they were climbing for the stratosphere and growing pretty damned big (then poof, cloud busters came along and vaporized them,,, along with those krazzee winds we were getting,,,, its dead calm out there right now,,,)

It’s still quiet out there in the world. Silence makes me nervous,,,

Glad to see comments got a kick in the pants over the last two posts,,, And DRL, you had this writer grinning with pride while glowing with embarassment with your comment,,, Never knew I put that much into tiny 1000 word posts,,,, I just write whats on my mind for the most part,,,(maybe that means my mind is complicated,,,, Well, DUH!!! Mr Obvious much DIo? LOL)

Tomorrow is up in the air,,, Lake with Lyssa, or wrench with Buffalo,,, OR, wrench on the DA’s truck,,, He needs valve cover gaskets replaced,,, (small class two leak* that reeks to high heaven since it dribbles right onto the manifold) Like I said to him before heading to the lake “if tomorrow is anything like this mornin’, I’ll be staring at the ceiling at 4 am deciding that very question”

but the weekend has started for me, and I am the cap-i-tan of this vessel I call DIO, and I will do as my personal weather forcast dictates. Which is going to be the ‘easy choice’ that leads to ‘hard life’ later, or which means busted knuckles now, but easy sailing with a following wind ‘tomorrow’,,,,

*((leak classes: 1 wet and dirty, but not washed 2, wet, washed and maybe a drip. 3. the drips that drop. 4; get ye to a mekanik NOW, pouring problem.))((and from the parking lots around here, there are a TON of cars/trucks with some serious class three dribbles taking place,,, Lots of marked parking spots,,,))