Welcome to my brain. It’s messy. It’s interesting. And it’s all connected if you stick around long enough. "Believe Nothing: no matter who said it, even if I have said it, except it agree with your own reason and common sense. Siddhartha Guatamo, the Buddha.

Just talkin’

Oh, to be able to see,,,

I may not be able to hear all that much, and it comes and goes according to location/proximity to crowds/noize, but I CAN FLIPPIN’ SEE.

Sarah posted up two very illuminating posts that help one to get back on the track of ‘this too shall pass’.  While these posts are very much drumming the “we win, they lose” mantra, they are also based in empirical observation from someone that grew up in a communist/socialist country and can see past the bullshit we get muddled in.

And there was a post up on another place that I will NOT link too, that talked about ‘in 130 years, this ALL will be irrelevant’.  While I agree with the point, I don’t like the site and won’t give them any traffic, even if its the small numbers of my readership.   

The point of that post is this: In 130 years, there is going to be no one alive today left on the planet, and these events that we take for serious and obtrusive are going to be footnotes (at best) in history and most people THEN, won’t give a tin-whistle of care for it.  (think about how people look back at 1900 NOW: 99.9% couldn’t tell you who was president then, let alone what people were thinking at they traversed into the 20th century,,,)

I saw some posts recently on Utoob of a guy and gal that are going around the US and finding ghost towns, or near ghost towns.  Like Cairo Il,  (link is to video)

And this brings me back to some of those empirical observations of Sarahs.   (too many to link, so bear with me).  Like the fact that our Census says we have 350 MILLION people occupying space in this country.    

Really?

Where?    

Have you seen the number of “cities” that are near vacant?    How about all the boarded up or ‘for lease’ buildings in Cities with actual populations?    If you were to take a drive around Appalachia, the number of burned down, or flat abandoned houses (not just trailers, but actual homes with foundations,,,) would astound you.   (hell, there are two foundations/collapsed houses here on my hill in the woods.   If you aren’t looking for them, you will never see them.)

When you want big centralized government, your agencies are going to fudge the numbers to keep the leadershits happy.   Thats why when BCE did the numbers of what the DOTMIL actually has versus the money spent, he was SHOCKED.   When census’ happen, Think about the padding tha happens by people such as the mules that are documented carrying extra votes in 2020.  When the local welfare office is dependent on federal funds, do you think they are going to be flat honest about how many ‘clients’ they have.  Do you think the ‘clients’ are telling ‘swear to God its the truth’ when they tell the welfare office how many people are living at a location?    

The whole thing is a racket from top to bottom, and its all shouldered by the tax payers.   I don’t care to call welfare or workfare peeps Taxpayers since they are paid in tax revenues from the start, (even though they pay taxes, at least in some cases.  UNLIKE those guys I work with that ‘pay’ a grand or so a year into the Rectum Stuffers coffers, but collect 5 grand back at tax season,,,,    THAT sounds a whole lot like a Ponzi Scheme to me: “keep voting for us and we will take care of you,,,,”)

I am 100% sure that the numbers we are ‘given’ are padded.   I am 0% certain what the reality is.   But I see entire cities that had decent populations at the beginning of the last century, that are now 90% empty, and while I see more housing being built in urban areas (all that farm land being sold to developers,,,  I cry,,,) but it sure doesn’t ‘add up’,,,  There is a lot Kerfluffle over the Illegal infux of so called refugees of late, but I ain’t buying it.   Those ‘mobile replacements’ are not here to expand their horizons, or oppurtunities,,, they are here for ‘the free ride’.  You know, the one that is about to implode when Current Leaders Pretend continue to ignore reality.  Look above and see how you can apply the numbers of “refugees” to a padded Welfare report, to drive higher influx of FedBux (digital transfers of NOTHING,,, but I digress,,,)

((full disclosure,,, I am 1/4 way into that bottle of Larceny,,,,  Such a fitting name,,, not the actual definition, but the emotions that word inspires,,,   I’m running with the buzz at this point, enjoy,,,))

I want you to pay attention to that second post by Sarah.   I think it safe to say, and I would bet serious money, you would agree, that ALL of our media is compromised.   ALL OF IT….  Those links that I post to WRSA, are OPINIONS of others, not ‘news links’, because, IMO, ALL of the news is so compromised by propoganda these days, I stopped looking at it.  Even the offshore sites that seemed neutral, are no longer on my daily.  I will cruise through them once a week, just to ‘get that finger on pulse’, but seriously, PRAVDA is what comes to mind no matter where I look these days.   That whole ‘if it bleeds, it leads’ paradigm,,,   I get that you want to drive your stats, thats how you make money, but that doesn’t drive “TRUTH”,,,,

 

I may piss a few of ya off with this next part, but it encompasses that whole SOCIALIST thing called Social Security.   Here I am, 54, not old enough nor broken enough to be able to claim it.  I have no dependents, I have no handicaps, I am considered ‘highly qualified’ for any number of positions, and I am MALE, and WHITE, and SINGLE,,,,   My hopes and aspiriations of getting on ‘A check” are in the negative percents: they would likely figure out how I had to pay them FIRST,,,, (Oh, wait,,, I already DO,,, Every pay check,,,,).  I have stated that I have no problem pyaing into the system because the way I see it, I am supporting my dad in some small way… (I don’t pay near as much as he recieves a month,, no way no how,,,,  That means that the rest of society is ‘kicking in a portion’ as well.   BUT, when you have one third of the population being working paying taxpayers, one third supported by tax revenues for ‘legitimate work’, and the other third supported by the other two,,,,  

Something is fucked,,,,

There are those that paid into the system for years and were ‘working class’ that are supported by the system now… THEM, ok, I got that….  The ones I chomp at the bit over are the ones that never worked a day, or were wastrels from the get-go, and are now ‘rewarded’ for their incompetence.  The Felons that are not hireable but getting $1200/mo for that fact…

I bust my ass for TWO STRAIGHT WEEKS to make that sort of cash(and fall short by a few Franklins).  They get it for sitting around figuring out their next con/whatever, eating cheetos and playing with themselves>>> OR <<<<.  Making babies that are going to follow in their footsteps and get us one step closer to “Idiocracy”,,,,  

I don’t give a damn what color you are, what ‘gender’ you ascribe to(just as long as you aren’t trying to force it on little kids), what religion you claim,,,,   Don’t give a fuck..  What I do give a fuck about is if you are a LEGITIMATE. Contributor to our society.   Do YOU hold to these standards? The americans creed3290361768732179286

 

So long as it hurts NONE, do as ye will,,,,   (and that none INCLUDES YOU!!!!).   

drunk, talk tomorrow


Domestics Sunday, funday,

And kinda depressing at the same time.   First off, its grey nasty scattered APRIL SHOWERS sort of weather, not that I am complaining about the weather or anything,,,  It’s flipping SPRING and my fav-O-RITE season of all.   NO, the depression kicked in while assisting Da with his lawnmower.   I realized that I am becoming the teacher, where he had been mine,,,   Kinda hard to express the entire event that brought it on, without making an entire story post about it, but I realized that our roles have switched a bit and it hit me a little hard.   

I also realized (reinforced) where a lot of my self-doubt comes from, since I heard him saying things openly that I often say in my own head when I am struggling with confidence issues.    And I was telling him the things I have learned to say to myself, when such times come about: “Shit like this happens, we are only human, and to be perfect would be boring,,,” etc etc etc.   Yeah, lawnmower issues were a self inflicted wound and he was embarrassed by it.   Shit happens; shrug it off and move on,,,

Took both Lizzy and BlueJean out today.   about an hour for each,,,  Lizzy first since she was left at home last weekend,,,   Geez, I thought I had my sea-legs; HA!!!!   She reminded me that she is REAL SEA KAYAK and that in her you had best keep your hips loose.    I settled down after a bit, but that first 1/4 mile,,,   EEK!!!!   Found a rock and did some hip-snaps and that helped give my hips some wiggle room and settled the hind brain down a bit too.

Then I took BJ out just because I wanted to paddle and not need to think about it.   What a confidence inspiring boat.  Harry Tieken really nailed that design down pat.   Slower, but damn, just point and go and don’t worry about a thing on the water.   Y’all saw that pic of my busting through DamWave on the Elkhorn,   It looks a whole lot more exciting than the reality of it,,  I said she never wobbled and she didn’t.   I would take that boat through Tide-surf and be as cool as a cucumber the whole time.

And now I am home, and considering loading camp gear into the boats ‘just in case’ I want to go out.  No rush to do so, since I have a workweek ahead of me, but I am really wanting to do that Kayakamping thing and SOON….  There was a couple that had paddled to a point and were camping at the lake, and seeing them packing it up onto their sit on tops got my ‘wanderlust’ twitchy.

And I wish B and Fam  and I lived closer together,,,   I enjoyed the break of the weekend doldrums yesterday (two weekends in a row with friends,,, hot shit!!!  I may be getting addicted to that,,,) and seeing Bub running around playing with the toy I picked out for him,,,  Yeah,,, gives a godfather a warm fuzzy feel,,,   

Been a good weekend.  Highs and lows, without going to extremes in either case.   Short one for me since I usually have three day weekends, but hey, theres seven hours towards my next paycheck already in the chute,,,  that’s gonna help a bit on things here.  (note, I payed off completely, one of my debts,,,  It is a revolving account, but right now the debt shows ZERO and I intend on keeping it there for a while.)

But this drizzly warm afternoon and some physical activity has caught up to me and this ol’grumpy bod is sayin’ “NAP! NOW!”,,,, LOL.    

Talkatcha’y’alll laters.   


diktats from furriefuzzyfluffheads

it’s amazing to me somedays, just how much three little furrie murder machines dictate how I am allowed to dwell in my own residence.    Mamakat has taken serious liking to my office chair as “HER BED”,,,  Zooms likes to be close and uses the ottoman I have for propping up the hind feet, when I am here typing out things,,,  And Grizzy,,, where every my chest resides is HIS, HIS, HIS I SAY!!!   

And Voo,,,   Dunno whats up his silly butt, but he has been demanding walkies out the yahooo the last couple of weeks.  Maybe the shift in weather and dawggum has cabin fever,,, dunno, but it never fails, I get two or three GOOD paragraphs into the writing thing (doesn’t matter what, Blog, book, just thinking,,) and there is the Voo pushing his head under my arm pit sayin’ whatever it is a deaf dawggum is trying to say,,,   He seems happy enough with the walkie thing, and I can usually tell if the food bowl is not to his satisfaction (he plops next to it and stares at me,,,  Pretty obvious, no?)

I say I own pets, but let’s be honest:THEY OWN ME,,,,  They have me very well trained too.  I just reside here, this is THIER house.  Call me the maintenance man of this demesne: I sure ain’t king of my castle,,, the royalty here is 11# of Fluff with 5 out of 6 sharp ends and her two footmen and her Canine Calvary.  (and that 6th end is very ‘vocal’ about moods.)

And we are BACK…. Told ya, three paragraphs, here comes dawggum,,,,   ‘gotta poo da!’      And this time around, Voo was doing his thing, and Cuz’s dawgs decided that then was the time to jump him (I wasn’t all that close).  First got a nip in and then two others saw Voo trying to clear out and thought he was running scared.  He wasn’t, he was exiting the area in civil fashion.. The three got to see just what a Catahoula Cur can manage by his lonesome when you cross the line..   All three are now sporting torn and bleeding shoulders and hips: Voo ripped ’em up and ran them all the way back to their house.(and not a scratch on him,,,)  and Now, is lounging on the porch watching that way, and if any of them start heading to the drive, he sets up to howling.  “I kicked your smarmy asses, you little bitches, now stay home and think about it, ya little inbred shits!!!!”.  And that is just what they do,,, run back to their house,,,  I am laughing my tuckus off over this new script of “As the Dawg Rolls”.   Not at all bad for a twelve year old mutt thats out of practice: I’m proud of my boy!  (and he is too.  That tail is riding HIGH when he is walking around now.)

grey drizzle drizzle kinda day out.  My ‘girls’ are riding in the breeze over Buffalo, but with the chill, the drizzle, price of gas,,, Thinkin’ I should just stay close to home today.   It’d would be perfect day to get some miles in, IF, there were another go and enjoy it with,,,,   Somedays, i would rather paddle alone, others, I want that friend out there with me.   Today is that day,,,   Not for safety’s sake either, just companionship.   I see it with Mark E, too.   He loves spending time with new people, and will take days out when new people click.  Being alone is not always ‘lonely’, but there are times,,,  I can go weeks without seeing another face (that isn’t covered in fur and whiskers) and be fine (it was when I went weeks without even that, that I started going a bit stir-krazzee and sent up my plea to Universe “I just wanna dawg”, and Universe blessed me with my VERY PROUD OF HIS BAD-SELF Voodoo.). And there are times, where hearing another voice is in demand, and not a recording, but someone to interact with.      I am not ‘desperate’ for that, but it would be nice to talk to someone that responds with more than “Blert” or ‘mrawr!’ if that.  (dumb looks are ALWAYS free,,, and my fuzzies have ’em aplenty.)

daylight shifts again, back to the millstone tomorrow, but the trees are budding out, the cold nights are getting warmer, and the days,,, Well, it is KY; things can be ‘different’ and still be normal around here.   And I fully expect to see lots of sunlight this week, while I am working and can’t enjoy it properly,,,, LOL.  Just like when I was in school,,,,


PSSSSST, look on the side bar. I have to admit, I give up. I tried several different ways of adding a tip jar, using conservative friendly sites (GAB etc,,,) and frankly, not one worked, for whatever reason. I know with GAB, they wanted you to join, or so it seemed, though there was an option, quite well hidden, that didn’t demand signing up. Anywhoos,,, The ‘Donate’ button is active again, yes, PerPuke, but dangit, the link works and isn’t a labyrinth like the others.

And no, I ain’t blegging, I only know there have been messages in my inbox asking how to support me without buying a bakers dozen of my books (though that would please me even more: give em away to people, spread the word,,, OR send me a word and I will see about getting you a discounted rate for multiple: I still make a royalty, and you can resell them and make some back yourself,)


Trip, boop! SPLAT!!!

another trip down memory lane this afternoon,,,,

rain out at the J.O.B. and I ain’t complaining, (except for that ‘no work, no pay’ thing,,, ugh!!!).  it was COLD out there, and wet as all get out, and my ‘job’ today was an install of an intelligent (they ain’t) gate.  Welding included and I hate welding on icy steel; things can get a bit exciting when a sheet of ice slides right into your welding puddle,,,,

anywhooos, did some chatting with B (he was at work, but slow day for the same reasons we were not at work,,,,) and I sent him a link to my first blog-site.

I’m dying here,,,   That picture in the side bar,,,, Yeah, that’s me,,,  the year was 2004 and I was on a gig in Newport KY, and the young things I am surrounded by were a dance troupe from NKU.   And the Photographer was my Ex,,,   (not that this pic led to that demise,,, that was years later,,,).   All day today, I kept looking at that pic, thinking, “Christ!  I really was young then!!!” and knew NOTHING even though I thought I knew Something,,,   I knew sound, and how to turn a wrench, and that was about the extent of my skills.  Oh yeah, March in formation and shoot expert on the Marine Corps ranges, both pistol and rifle. (and part of where that moniker snuck in at,,,  )

 I was thirty-six and felt like I had the world by its short-hairs.

I think the chorus in that song sums up my life then,,,,   

and that blog, damn I was a chatty rat wern’t I?   LOL.   Prolly why my posts tend to be quite a bit shorter these days,,,  I feel like I already said it all,,,,

and to what end?   

Nothing changed, or at least not for the better,,,  Maybe I learned a shit ton more, but the more I learn the more I realize the less I actually know, and that one person is going to have about as much effect as a fart in a hurricane.   There are exceptions of course,,, but ultimately, those exceptions are rarer than hens teeth in the short term.

To be honest, reading some of my words from that time, I am surprised as hell we are HERE now,,,   

and maybe that’s a part of why I just ‘dongivafuk’ anymore.    Oh, I care that there are shitstains in the world that are bound and determined to be the top of the heap even if that means dropping the living standard of billions into the cesspits,,,   but what can I, ME, Little ol’ lonely ME on this hillside do????    

Laugh at the fucks,,, laugh at the stoopid antics of those that claim to be better people than such as me, or B, who would pull a complete stranger out of the water and try to save his life, or Mark, who just paddled 45 flipping kilometers today and so far has paddled 6600 kilometers (give or take, he has hitched a ride here and there,,,) with the message ‘Reverse the Bad” and not harping on the ‘Glorious leaders pretend” bad shit, but OUR bad shit we do out of callousness or just not thinking.

in one of those posts I talk about the Oblammymessiah and how the turd never did a days worth of work in his life, still hasn’t, and yet,,,,   Hell, the turd didn’t even WRITE the books with his name on them,,, And I would bet his ghost writer doesn’t make all that much off them, if anything past the one time payment Oblammy-o-boy coughed up,,,,  

Trust me, writing/publishing is WORK!!!!  This from a guy that toured the US as a roadie!!!

(and I am not giving the ghostwriter shit,,, any money when you are trying to ‘break in’ keeps you moving forward,,,)

And I am not hammering any political side in particular, just one individual in this case.    Actually, when that pic in the blog was taken, we had just hit the $4/gallon mark while The Shrub was in office, so one side ain’t no better than other.  Actually they are the same coin,,,,   a plug nickle and worth about as much IMO: and looking back at my writing then, I was just learning that,,,thanks to Bill Buppert from ZeroGov, and Larken Rose, and a deluge of other older writing all the way back to Spooner and Locke,,,

Keep in mind, I was also teaching myself Machining skills, foundry skills, gunsmithing, and breaking away from the leftard indoctrination,,,  All while faking being an IT professional (I had the certs, but not the background,,,   And another reason why I think certifications are a sham,,,,    )

My REAL education didn’t start until I hit 40, and I made up for 40 years of wasted bullshit in short order,,,,

And I’m still learning,,,

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Doing the work, but you drop that ONE thread,,,

Maybe I was mean,,,

Maybe I was distracted,,,

Or maybe I just didn’t type fast enough,,,,

This morning, coffee cup in hand, Mac in the lap, and.     ‘wheres Athena???’

Its pretty silent in my head right now,,,,    Maybe I have enough of her story written out, or jotted in notes, or,,,   but,,,   She’s not here today,,,,    It’s jarring,    Almost like losing that irritating friend that you somewhat sorta liked being around because they kept you on edge, just enough, without pushing you over: then one day, just gone,,,  It leaves a void, not as deep as losing a loved one, but, something is missing and you can feel it.

Lots of notes.   and thats unusual for this pantser,   (and part of my goals thing from the turn of the year, ‘be more pro, stop relying on gut, and take notes’).  so no, the story is NOT dead in the water,    Actually, there is quite a bit of it written that YOU haven’t seen yet and even if I hadn’t taken notes, I would be able to pull some rabbit out the mess that is there.  I have intro, crisis and tension built, but not the resolution as yet, so it could go several different ways,    

but it may take a little longer now,,,, Unless Teena comesback/wakesup/climbs out of that mental hallway she wasn’t supposed to wander down in the first place/whatever,,,,   

BUT, heres the fun part for you.   I am not writing in Scrivener this time around.   I busted out all what you have read so far in Vellum, and have options to post this in different formats.   I am thinking I will make it a separate page with an option for DOCX, PDF or EPUB, and you get to choose how you want to read it, including in HTML as a webpage if thats what you would prefer.  And Released under Creative Commons, so “Free”    Again, like that taking notes thing, this is part of my learning curve to become ‘more pro’ since writing the stories is just the meat of the job, not the nuts and bolts, bones and cartilage, of the ‘job’.   

Metal gears


what is????

I’m reading today,,,   well, I read EVERY day, but sometimes what I am reading is simple escapism books, to take my mind off the day/week I am having, or just to forget about what a mess things are, even if for a short moment.

BUT, this book (as linked in last post) Fun to read, and probably a bit more to digest for some people, as in, read a chapter and let it ferment in the back of the head for a few days before moving on (had a few books like that, stuff that went off like a time bomb weeks months years after reading it). and in reading it, I realized that some of what he is saying is the same shit I have been saying in other ways, here, off and on, for several years.1     Like the conversation between Mackey and Nudge at Macks deathbed; The two minds thing and the one WE think is in control, isn’t.   That gets brought up, and a particularly good case in the debate is made.   

Is it truth?

What is???   

My truths may not be your truths.  You may feel very strongly that the Holy Trinity is FACT, IRREFUTABLE and to say otherwise is HERESY.   Ok, thats YOUR truth,,,   

Mine is a whole lot more forgiving, but still requires ETHICS and MORALS, and that whole ‘eternal damnation’,,, entirely in YOUR court, up to you, your choice.   

Actually, I really liked Sarahs definition of TRUTH (paraphrased because I can’t find the original now).”Truth is what remains when everything else has faded away.”   And in keeping that in mind, we will all know, individually, the truth, eventually, when ‘this reality’ has faded away and we leave it.  To say yours is the ultimate truth is rather narcissistic, but really, who am I to say you are wrong.  I freely acknowledge my beliefs may be wrong, and I may even outgrow them as I learn more.  I may even come around to your way of thinking,,,  Who knows.

What is TRUTH,,,,

What I do know, we may be created in the image of God, but we are most definitely flawed: that is a truth.  Not that its a bad thing, but we are not perfect and thank the lord hallelujah AMEN for that!!!!    Perfection across an entire species would be boring and likely detrimental to its survival.  We each have individual strengths and weaknesses and those, across the board average out for the better for the SPECIES.   Occasionally, one weakness (usually seen as a strength at the time) rises to the surface and things get really ugly for a short spell.  BUT, the majority usually reacts to bring that one bad apple back to the fold, or just eject it into the void for recycling.  

where am I going with this?

we are broken.

we are not perfect.

we are absolutely BEAUTIFUL in that fact

and I know I wouldn’t want it any other way.

Y’all have a good evening, more tomorrow when I get a near a keyboard,,,,

1 “Learning is finding out what you already know, Doing is demonstrating that you know it, teaching is reminding others that they know it just as well as you.   We are all learners doers and teachers.:”  From Illusions, by Richard Bach


early mornin’ ‘sits n tinks’

some posts have no point to be made, just me talking to the aether, letting my consciousness see what the other side has been doing in the off-times, or just letting the stew settle so the good bits float to the top. Pretty much whats going on here in this one.

I have a full plate this weekend with the NewYears Get-together of Kayaky Friends. And a slam build of a Ergometer for B. B and I have been handling the logistics of Donor Parts and lumber and other odds and ends that will be needed, and all of that will be coming together on Saturday morning. Gotta keep T happy too, since they are the hosts of the Get-Together, so B can’t be ‘in the garage’ as much as he would like. LOL. Like I keep telling him though, building things is how I “play”, and its ain’t work to me. And with both of us doing it, all the odds and ends already in one place, the build is just details at this point, shouldn’t take more than a couple of hours at most.

BUT, He is going to have zero excuses come race time,,, (evil grin)

about the only aspect of this build that will be different, is setting up some fold-away brackets to lock the unit so it can’t wobble. T may want to play with it and her Duck doesn’t wallow in the water like our boats do and that wobble may put her off: hence B wanting those anchors. (and yes, T raced last year as well, )

Long ass day yesterday, but with the added hours and the added pay increase, my check was ‘comfortable’ to me for the first time in well over a month. IF they can keep the hours flowing in similar fashion, I may be able to turn this financial wreck that has been building since September, around. I can’t say the Zon knocking the price of my books down hurt me, since pennies are all I have ever really seen in royalties, and in one way, they may be doing me a huge favor at this stage: getting my name out there more.

Really need to work on that myself, not rely on others for it. (and I have been, but in drips and drabs.). Self promotion is NOT a introvert strength. And I wonder how many people reading this site swear I am NOT an introvert: lol. It’s a whole lot easier to ‘let my hair down’ with the filters of internet proxies. And when I do similar in public, it takes me days to recover my energy levels: its part of why I am the ‘early riser’ when camping. I need that ‘me time’, silence, watching the world wake up in its own way, to at least get a surface charge on my internal batteries. And I can spend some of that time with four-footed furries and not hinder the recharge. Mostly because the fff’s are so intune with the world around them, they don’t interfere with it.

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Remember Sasha watching the sunrise? She sat there ‘recharging her battery’ for nearly ten minutes, watching the sun come up, not twitching a muscle. It was quite sublime seeing a dog acting that poetic.

Obviously, I find mornings to be the best part of every day. There may be those days where its at some other point, but this time,,, where I don’t have to worry about the world interrupting “me”,,, (and why I prefer the Mac over the phone or PC, no pop ups, no annoying programs running in the background that demand attention when you least expect it, and I use the phone as my hotspot, located out on the porch for maximum reception; no pings, dings or whoop-whoops of incoming messages.). Yeah, this time of day is my ticket to peace of mind. And I probably need to become even more of an early riser.

to let those of my readers interested, know what the status of Wings II is, Using the PC for the re-write is a must now. I can not get the Mac to open ANY of my files on WIngs,,, I have tried several options and the best was to use Vellum, only to find out that half of the story was not saved in that format. (9 chapters made it, dunno where the other 20(?) vaporized to.). BUT, it gave me a chance to really play with Vellum and that is what I am going to use for the final format. I really like options it had versus what I had used.

Yea y’all, I am WORKING, even when I am playing,,, i just really TRULY despise using the PC these days, but, if it works,,, The other option is upgrading my Mac, which is in need of it,,,, but, $$$$$. and y’all know how that works.(and NO, emphatically NO, that is not a bleg for help, “I’ve got this” )

Sky is getting light, must be sunrise, and that means my world is about to start getting a little furry as the kittehs wake up and realize that Dads up, coffees on, and that means CREAM!!! little flippin socialist scrounge-monkeys that they are,,,,