the beginning of the month

and the Riff-Raff of the hollar are out blowing their Dole checks.

Free money, free money, free money, I’s rich, Gonna have a good time!

sorry bastaches,,, They’ll be broke before the end of the weekend and wonder why. How they went from Pig rich to Pig Broke in less than 96 hours (some will be broke before 48)

And then they look at my situation and get envious. They only see the end product, not the ongoing effort and delayed gratifications. And Yah, I do have my little enjoyments that I spend extra on, but I don’t go blowing my wad on bullshit: Bills get paid first.

And I think that is the biggest part of it. I have that reputation of being on time, every time, so people are willing to lend to me. Most of the deadbeats around here have some debt that is ages old to people local, never paid back, but the ‘entitled’ mentallity of “its in the family” gives the dead beat some sense of integrity; I guess. I really do not get it honestly.

I’ve told Burnout a time ot two, “your reputation precedes you” and that applies to good or ill. People talk. The information age makes hiding behind obscurity near impossible. (I know for a fact, that some have done background checks on me, using the information about me available through WordPress. )

It’s quiet on the hill this week, becaue Bad Cuz ‘got paid’. His GF? Dunno, haven’t seen her in two days, probably off soaking her sister for money for the same reason. Or they picked her up at the dollar store for shoplifting again, which means she’ll be gone for at least 2 years for parole violations.

Sure wouldn’t miss her, Just means that her dog pack is going to experiance some attrition as Cuz isn’t likely to be able to feed them. or unwilling to,,, dunno.

Gotta think good thoughts. Not let the riff-raff pull me into their currents and eddies.

One good thing. Having the streetlamp at Unks place disconnected, allowed me a full nights sleep. Cozzie wasn’t seeing the deer moving over there so wasn’t sounding the alarm every 20 minutes. He’s relegated to NOISE alerts now, not visuals. (at least till full moon phase.)(and for the record, I know Cuz and GF won’t be over in the dead of night. They use flashlights at dusk so they don’t step on snek,,,, LOL Like they would have any snakes over there with 25 dogs running rampant. The dark terrifies them.)

And that is all my camera has picked up in 24 hours. Deer, and two rabbits. No peeps, no bear, no wildcats, no possum or coons.

Of course with the free money from Unka Sugar, Cuz doesn’t need to steal for a spell.

Nudder hot one. Son of Bossman called us at 2:30 and raised the blackflag “Come in, we’re done for day” I was sortof confused: Hell, we’ve been in this shit since start, whats another hour and half. AND the breeze was picking up, making it bearable. Whutevs,,, Not gonna complain about it.`It gave me a little extra to deal with stuff around homestead, check in on Da (who is flat miserable in this heat, hiding in AC comfort of house. Gee, wonder why he can’t acclimate?>sn<) Didn’t do much around, but I wasn’t idle.

More tomorrow, beginning of weekend, and more fun running the War on Weeds. So much more to clean up over at Unks. And thinking I should till up that garden in prep for next year. (Unks garden is better set up than mine, but he had 10 year longer and was already retired to do it. Mine is still growing rocks at alarming rates.)

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