Twosday not go blooiee!!!
And I can’t tell you how thankful I am for that little blessing.
Spent all day in the shop, solo, tunes jamming, welder spraying hot spat, and the cutoff saw blowing hot sparks, and Dio’s little world was near perfect.
HOT,
but near perfect.
Hot I can handle, its that Kold shit that drives me to desire relocations.
Evening routines in place, mama-kat has her dedkow and is happyhappyhappy. Grizz helped me eat my dinner before he would even look at his. Zoomz is off kattin’ about, big burly tomkat stuff,,, He’ll be back at dark with a few new scratchs and wanting consoled,,,, One day, he won’t come home, I know it, and I dread that day, but I will NEVER ever ‘alter’ another pet of mine. Voo was the last and I have regretted it ever since: it totally changed his ‘drive’ and character. If you do, thats your call; mine is to leave them as the Author made them. (and I can totally see some ‘justifications for’ showing in comments, Sorry, ain’t gonna sway me,,,,)
where was I,,,,
Oh, yeah,, twosday no go blooie,,,
Didn’t have a crew today, obviously. They were broke up over the other two crews since I didn’t really need an assistant at the shop.(when I do, they sit A LOT waitng for me to get to a point where I need a second set of hands/back.) And there are times where I need that break. I am an introvert, and while I can do the ‘social thing’, I really like being by myself too. Just look at my living arrangements. I have lived alone on this hill since before 2012, and the house was ‘livable’ by October 2015. Still evolving mind you, but its mine: I owe nothing to anyone for it. I like solitude.
That flabbergasts a lot of people. Funny thing is, since I spend so much time alone, when I am around people, most have no clue I am an introvert. At least at first. After a day or two, the internal battery firing the social engine wears down and I start to shut down. I have even been told its an autistic shutdown type thing. Maybe so, maybe not, but it IS how I have always been. At least since my fourth birthday when I hid under the kitchen table until Mom told my ‘friends’ parents to take the kids home. (she had invited my entire pre-school class to my Bday party,,, Wee-Dio went into full ESCAPE mode.)(yes, I remember things from that far back, some small things from even further.) The things you read here took years for me to feel comfortable sharing, and there are still things I don’t open up about unless in meatspace and Trusts are firm. IyamwhutIyam, andthatsall-Iyam
And I have zero poker face,,,, My face is an open book. or as I said to middle sis when she asked if I was ok last week, “this is my usual resting bitch face,,, nothing wrong, just t’inkin’.” Which is to say, the “I’d rather toast your liver over an open fire while you watch” is my norm, unless I am with friends and playin’. Thats been awhile and very much looking forward to the upcoming events so I can rest this scowled face for awhile.
Working on my Greek Demi-goddess boat still. Doesn’t look like she will be ready for the weekend. Need to pickup acetone and thats gonna have to wait till PD,, Still some surface prep to do, but its getting to the point where its all details and no major areas in need. I have the footpegs and hardware pulled off so I have that smooth surface to play with, and will re-install after its all said and done. Plans on that area are gonna have to wait until I can find a sastifactory solution to through-hull hardware. I have options, just the usual lining up of the stars of “time, money” plenty of space, and time is malleable, but money has places to be that are not all in my control.(well, not true, I DO put aside some every week and I could make that dip, but I am a frugal squirell and like to find solutions for as near ZERO expense a possible.) I have put some of that epoxy on: more as a trial run, and right now I like what I see, but that acetone is essential to clear off any oils that happened due to sweat and hands. Don’t want a bunch of fisheyes showing in my work. The epoxy is slow cure, so I am looking at roughly one hour in this heat to “tacky” and overnight for working cure, 72 hours for full cure. I tried the standard cure, and at 85degrees,it went tacky while still applying,,,, not a good place to be,,,, (I had that left over from my RC planes days,,, This Marine stuff,,,, I like it better, even if that means I have to police little furry paws more. No wants pawprints in the epoxy,,,,)
Anywhooos,,, another shop day tomorrow, I BELIEVE,,, but I’ve told y’all how that works, I make plans for,,,, Bossman has other plans, and,,,,,
yeah,,, t
talk more tomorrows,




One rule on pets that I always follow. Females only ! They don’t change much when fixed and if anything tend to be a little chunkier. I broke that rule on the last pup I got and picked up a male. At the time I was still on crutches , so took him to the local doggie park quite often. Little sumbitch was either trying to hump every dog in the place or people’s legs lol. Then at home he was constantly fucking the cat ! Finally I’d had enough and took him in for a chassis change up. Almost instantly a whole new dog ! Instead of humping the cat , he decided that wrestling the kitty was great stuff. At that point they both were right at ten pounds, so game on…
To this day that little sucker is best buds with his platonic girlfriend and every person is his best friend. Good dog…
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August 23, 2023 at 8:52 am