if’t’weren’t crap luck,,,,
Wouldn’t have no Luck at all.
Ok,,, let me clarfify this little bit: what follows is NOT Fiction,,,, Make of it as you will.
Payday of the J.O.B. not bad, not great, so-so actually, Stop at bossmans bank to cash the check so i can deposit cash in the ATM for my bank. (otherwise, the check takes till mid-week next week to clear.) Head to Fuel up as its twenty cents cheaper here in town vs where I do my banking. $57 fillup, 14 gallons, 171 miles since last (come us just shy of 12mpg)
Aw, the heck with it,,, buy a damned Ticket Saul,,, (old joke reference, if ya wanna here it, tell me in comments.) Do a quickpick, one drawing,, Throw the dice.
The numbers had a good spread, even came back with 2 drawings (one main drawing and ‘second chance’ drawing) $5,,, Means I don’t get a happy meal,,,,(LOL Like i would eat that crap,,,)
Feelin’ good. Joking with self ‘this’uns the winner’,,, Put in my overhead with all of my twuck paperwork, registration, insurance, etc. I put it behind them ‘out of sight, out of mind’ till tomorrow (drawing is tonight)
Head to bank in next local town. Getting ready to cross bridge near J.O.B. and hear this fluttering noize, and about the time I react to it, I HEAR AND SEE that Lottery ticket take wing, and I see it in the side mirror,,,, Can’t stop,,, Gotta get across bridge to turn around and there is some heavy (for this area) traffic.
Head back,,,
I walked both sides of that highway,, looking in culverts, weeds, bushes, rockpiles, on both sides of gaurdrail, That thing is likely wedged tight to someones grill, and they’ll find it and,,,,
This is typical luck of my family,,, You KNOW, because that thing blew out of my Twuck, it was the Big winner. We don’t have bad luck, we don’t have good luck, We have crap luck that keeps us afloat, but never gives up the “good stuff”
Or, I could say, because that it was tucked in TIGHT behind the twuck paperwork, THAT DID NOT BLOW OUT,,, Universe sent a Gremlin to monkey with it so it could blow out becasue “Now is not his time for reprieve “” I dunno for certain, but I’m gonna take it that there is a purpose to my being near destitute at this time in life. NEAR, can’t say I am destitute, as I have property, two hicles and tools that are equal or in excess of value to both trucks. My ‘destitute’ status is self inflicted by being up to my schnoz in debt for the chance to turn this thing around.
Whutchatado? Me, I’m gonna laugh about it. Its just the luck of the family: same as it’s always been. And I pray, that if someone finds it, WINS BIG, that they recall how they came about such, and pass some of it along to others in need. There are plenty of Give-send-Go’s out there.or other charities. Heck, they could give half of it away and clear their tax burden for quite awhile.
I can’t say I had any plans for it,,, Fact is, I do have an idea of the first things to do: get a lawyer, an accountant, and a block of Insurance. Other than that, tentative strategies that would be to make it a working investment. I have no desire for the latest and greatest whatevers,,, I like beater trucks and my little hovel. I might make the effort to find a better location, but my home would NOT be some mulilevel McMansion.
But that shit ain’t gonna happen when Universe sends the winning ticket packing into a maelstrom of highway winds. ROFLMAO.
Anywhhoos,,,, Its freeday, the weekend is as yet unplanned (other than domestics Sonday mornin’) More laters
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Satyrday updated: I don’t recall all of the numbers on said flyaway ticket, but I do recall a 02, 54, 63, and that it was a triple multiplier. just curious, went and checked online and NOPES,,, not a winner. Of the numbers I recall, not one hit. And looking at the ‘wins’ file, Not one person hit this round (over 10k that is,,, they don’t list the small wins) I can let this go now: LOL It didn’t keep me up, but there was a nigglin’ imp on my shoulder,,,,,
thursday mehs
did get some time in at the J.O.B. today. couple of gates, and a custom ‘dog kennel’ frame that the customer is going to hang chicken wire on. Not for dawgs, but for YardBirds. Had to build it from liteweight stuff as they essentially wanted a chicken tractor they can move around.
The things I do to make ends meet,,, LOL
Got a lot on my mind, but not sure how to go about presenting it without runnin’ all y’un off screaming “krazee person!!!”
You see through the lies and you can’t unsee it. UnlIke that dood in the matrix,
And I don’t want to go on an evangelistic bender either.
anywhoos,,,, this too shall pass and I’ll have other stuff up, maybe stuff on the day to day, or world events and my take on such, or nothing in particular,
Or pictures of kittehs and pupper,,, Speaking of whom, Cozz has a new playmate in the neighborhood. I’ll get a picture of the pair tomorrow. Little fella’s name is “Socks” and you’ll see why when I post that pic. Probably about the same age as Cozzie was when I found him. Good little pupper, even though I dislike the guy that claims him. I don’t think the pup likes him much either as he doesn’t stay up there much.
more tomorrow,,,
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Rainy day reading material
What the Iran War might mean in this era of post-Cold War instability is that we are fighting BRICS War One—at least we are possibly fighting BRICS War One. Historians will one day write with certainty about how this conflict settled one group of problems and created an entirely new batch, but they’ll be looking with the clarity of hindsight. As this article goes to print, we are seeing things play out in an uncertain present. Regardless, it is certain that the Iran War is a conflict which will be bigger and more globally impactful than splendid out-of-the-way wars like President Clinton’s operations in Haiti. Link to article HERE
Another set of thoughts as to what the real world is doing, in counter to all the word salads of propaganda being spewed. I’ve stated it before,,, WATCH WHAT THE BRICS ARE DOING.
Toss into the culdron MONEY, RELIGION, DESIRE FOR POWER (just another spice of the first two, really) and large amounts of armament and surgical remoteness,,,, This witches brew has only started to simmer with an occasional boil: its nowhere near ‘ready’. I can only hope they keep the canned sunshine off the recipe, but seeing how there is this whole “Samson Option” laying out there, rarely mentioned, but never forgotten,,,,
Go Read, THINK,
I’ll have more, not so ‘serious’ stuff, up laters.
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It’s a rainout,,, :-(
HUGE ThankYou in order to Lindsay B. Feel free to join us in comments or emails. If’n ya want me to write about something in particular, Fire off that request, I owe ya!
Its actually rainin’ today. Really Rainin’ so when the word came in (three minutes before my alarm was set to wake me) I didn’t feel (much) angst. I do have stuff I can make in the shop (one of those little jobs we had yesterday needs a couple gates) but when it rains like it is now, its nearly as wet in the shop as out. That roof leaks,,, Nothing like a water drop hitting your welding puddle to make for a bad day. Superheated steam and molten metal are not a good combination for skin integrity. (and yes I wear PPE, but not a full set of leathers, so some parts of me are sort of exposed.)
The kids are stickin’ close to house. The BoyKats are huggin’ the porch, looking mournfully at the woods. Don’t like that wet stuff, nopes, not one little bit. Mama is inside, as is Cozz; smarter or just not late enough? dunno.
Mamakat, 11 years old: her whole demeanor has started shifting to ‘matriarchKat’ and she doesn’t roam like she once did. Yesterday, as I was out working on stuff, she followed me around, having kitten-ish vibes, chasing bugs and blowing leaves, but wore out fast. By 6pm she was staying close to me, but finding places to curl up and snooze, Not play.
And I do believe, she has finally figured out the ‘luv you’ nip that other kats do. Used to be she would be feeling all luveedovey and CHOMP! then freak out because I yelled. (and more than once, was on the edge of needing stitches from said Chomp) Now, just little ‘these are my teefers’ nips and big buzzies since I don’t recoil in pain. I don’t know when the shift happened but its a decided thing now. I don’t cringe now when she is laying in lap and the head turns to me. That used to be sign she was getting ready to land the BITE on me. And the boys aren’t as paranoid of her psychotic episodes. I guess kittehs do that menopause thing too, and her hormones have settled down, FINALLY,,,,
as for the rain,,,, Looking at the national radar, looks like this is gonna blow through sometime today, and HOPEFULLY, we can get back on tracks tomorrow. No Time sucks, Some Time is better. Would really like to see FULL Time, but Talkin’round, we aren’t the only ones down. I was likely right that people are pulling means in tight, and seeing Diesel hit the $5/gal mark, its gonna get worser yet. Have some ideas on BlooTwuck and Vinyl Lettering ideas, and Label her as “Mobile SERVICES”, not just Mekaninkin’ stuff. Adjust my pricing as needed to get something flowing, build a base up. And try to keep overlap with the J.O.B. minimal. (Note: I held off on the lettering because I wanted to use Bloo for J.O.B. Bossman put his foot down on that (likely liability things) so now, Fuggit,,, Letter the hell out of her and make her my advertizing unit as well. Now, If I can get the sticker printer to communicate with the Lappy, I can do this meself and save some duhkies,,,, )
It’s still early in the day, not sure what I’ll be doing with rain and uggy weathers (called MUD)
More laters Love Y’all!
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Huge Thank yous in order
HUGE T’anks to Mike In FLA,,, you rawk brudda!!!
Another Huge thanks goes out to a patriot behind Candadian Lines; Steve Otto. Your E-hug has been recieved and a virtual hug in return to ya.
Keeping the bleg open for a few days.
Sort of a short day today. Two jobs, one setting posts for a fence, the other, a repaiir job. EVERYONE was thrown at them and why it ended up being a short day. We all know our shit, and there were no corners cut, but not so much to do as make a full day. Sigh. I DO KNOW, Son of Bossman has been running rampant trying to drum up more work,,, He’s been taking the Advertising Kia everywhere, while doing estimates and the like. He’s trying, but when the markets are running scared (except for the inflated and manipulated WallSt thing),,,,
Yeah,,, I get it. I’ve a feeling that is part of why I’m getting no feelers yet. (and I need to get out more and broader Business card dumps. Been doing them, but its early in the game yet,,, Don’t give in to the failure daemons.(persistent little nagging irritating voices from the darks,,, Hatez ’em!)
As for the above image. We, The People, KNOW this shit happens on the regular. We hear things, we talk, compare notes, and one guy is even spending time in jail for COPYING Mdm Peelousy’s portfolio Choices. Why are these fuckers NOT being indicted for RICO violations, Insider Trading, etc etc etc?
Its a big Club, and you ain’t in it!
And ain’t nuthin’ new under this sun, is there? I recall reading a phamplet many years back; “The boss of Tammany Hall“… Notta much changed since, except maybe the VOLUME of it. And the fact that they no longer even try to keep it on the sly.
Guess I just chose the wrong end of the stick. And thats ok, I doubt I could live with myself being that filthy on the regular. Like one local guys truck sticker says “Dirty Hands, Clean Money”
Looking at the great wide world, stuff in the ME, that I am NOT going to discuss, except to say; if you see something that looks horrible and is being spun HARD by the media, STOP, SIT, THINK!!!! Things are not as they seem. That Big Club is scared silly by the reactions from The ME and other countries. The Whole NATO thing was so outside of their calculus (though anyone watching the numbers over the last 30 years coulda told’em,, that treaty is a dead elephant stinking up the halls.) Anygobstops, don’t wanna go down that road here,,,,
Here’s a ‘investment tip’ for ya. Besides the THREE B’s1, I’d do a little setting aside of things like Portland and Quicklime. If things get really wonky and sideways, building permits are gonna be history, and one could build extra heating stuff onto their house with local materials, but that cement thing may be hard to come by. Add in a 10% mix of quicklime (yes, it takes much longer to ‘cure’) will make your project ‘self healing’. And there may be another reason for that quicklime,,, it does wonders at covering the smell of what you can’t bury,,,,
Fact is, I can’t tell you what direction things are gonna take: I don’t think ANYONE could at this stage. I do worry, and its because I DO CARE, and its become quite obvious that there are Entities in the great wide world that DO NOT. In some ways, I am saying “Emulate them” and cover your ass. A little here, a little there. Like right now, with my bleg. Note I said I was gonna use the extra to keep the kids in feed. Didn’t say squat about little old me. Reason, I have my Feed ends covered (and the kids to some extent, but Mama is one picky bitch.) I’m just rotating some stock through and will re-up when things get ‘not so tight’. Stuff like Fuel: I do need and should have prior, work on, at least, a 30Gal reserve. I even have the barrels: one for transport and one that would be elevated,,, Just never seem to get around to it. That list that never ends, with the evolving priority chain,,,, Thats my story and I’m stickin’ to it.
Alright, now I’m babblin’ and ramblin’ and being discombobulated with my hyperactive three braincells. Time to send some sedatives to at least one of them. Small brew tonight. (my reserves of Guiness)
Cheers to y’all
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modulation of frequency
Trying REALLY hard to modulate my frequency away from the “Scarcity” mindset, and damn if that ain’t the hardest thing to do when the bills are piling up during what looks to be a weak MONTH,,,
I say that, and of course, weather being what it is, could change and change my attitude with it. See, last week, Son of Bossman canceled two days due to rain (that we saw very little of). THIS WEEK, we are forecast to have another two days of crap-tastic weather (and my sister in Colorado is getting snow a couple days prior, so the wet stuff is likely to hit here.) I fear that we are gonna get cut short AGAIN,,, and there are very real indicators that our work load has slowed more than a little. Signs of the times. People are getting scared and holding those duckies close to the chest.
And I spent part of my evening talking to the CC company about making a late payment this go-round. Because life sometimes bites back,, and this time, she took a chomp.
So, Gonna put up the Bleg again, I hatez to do it, but any little extra help would be greatly appreciated. Whatever help y’all send, is kitteh food n pupper rations. They will not starve, but I am cutting it that close to the bone this time around.
If that link is a problem, let me know in comments or email. I have other options, (though PayPal wants me to start a business account for donations,,, Venmo works better)
Anywowsers,,, I am doing my part as I can, attempting to sell the transmission out of Donor Truck to a local that needs one. He doesn’t move, Donor Truck DOES,, to the scrap yard. Every little bit,,,
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Sonday and domestic duties
so not much too add to things. Laundry already out of the way, little things needed here at the homestead.
Mower pulled a fast one on me yesterday. Was using it to mulch up all the leaves that poplar had dropped in my yard, when suddenly ‘just quit’. Went to restart and noted the carb had came loose and had a bolt hanging out in the air away from the block. Yeah, they don’t run when all they suck in is air. That fuel thing is kind of important to the suck, squish, bang, blow busyness model. A fourstroke engine doesn’t make a very good compressor (valve timing is all wrong for that.)
Some links provided by commenter Honestly233,,, go check ’em out
Keep in mind your inner peace. ALWAYS. The less inner peace we have, the worse the world becomes. The two are tied together, I am convinced of it. This weekend has been, not just me busting my hump on things around the stead, but bustin’ me noggin’ trying to figure out why my shit is falling apart. It’s that inner peace thing. The more uptight I get about the Bills, the worse my income gets. And I can track it!!! Bad feels about the bills, the next week is ALWAYS a weak week. The harder I think of ‘work-arounds’ the less likely they are to pay off. I need to relax, and
GET OFF THE NETS FOR A BIT.
Today is 30 straight days of posting for me. I hope y’all are getting something from my missives. I do, even if its just a chance to air my thoughts, see them in print and straighten my butt out. (correction 31 straight days,,,,)
Like dad said to me this morning, discussing his latest grocery store trip. 4 Kiwi fruit, $1.99EACH, and he was saying how the things grow on vines, and the people that collect them up might only make a nickle per,,, I said, “between them, the buyers, the shipping, the wholesalers, the end distributors, yeah,,, everyone makes a nickle a peice, and we pay mad money for not much of anything. And its only gonna get worse Da. Things in the world are taking turns and NO ONE knows when the bottom drops out.“
Its that shit right there that is disturbing my inner wonderful happy self,,, (wha? you thought I was grump 24/7/365? Shame, Shame,,, I’m actually a nice guy! when I wanna be ) I try, but getting away from it is nigh impossible most days. Unless I turn the phone off, stay at home and bury my head in the sand,,,, That ain’t gonna happen anytime soon. and when it DOES happen, It’s likely that EVERYONE is gonna be in the same boat, and without choice: no nets, no infrastructure, no power, no fuels,,,
Maybe, in some small way, a collapse would be good for the sanity of this hooman race,,, and we are ‘race’,,, we race here, there, everywhere, but unlike ants, we have no coordination. and it shows.
ANywuzzabangerbubz,,,, I has a lawnmower that demands my attention, a redoak laying in the woods that needs pulled up where I can get at better, and a list that never seems to get smaller,,, (Hi B! I feel ya brudda!)
Its back to the mines tomorrow (FIngers crossed) and more trying to figure out how to make end A meet End B, and not tie a knot in End C to do it… I got this,, it just might not be all that comfortable
Y’all take care, Loves ya!!!
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