Trouble in Paradise
Thoughts/Prayers out to BCE and Gretchen drop in and send ’em words of support when ya can. NO, I do not know what’s going on, staying respectfully out of the way until such time as he can relax a bit.
Have a strange post on my brain, one with lots of numbers to chew on and then take those numbers on a wild ride through the shrublands of “Science” and what some are gonna point at and say “conspiracy” (it ain’t, its the connectivity of a systems analyst with too much time on his hands.)
But not right now. I started it, but its not quite ready for prime time yet.
That spring weather outside has Grizz and Zoomer all abother with hormones,,,, both are chasing the ladies, totally ignoring the calls of tummy,,, While I don’t know where they are, I am confident they are alright. They are both good at avoiding the dawgums that aren’t kitteh friendly. (just as long as the new GF doesn’t lead them to far astray,,, ) Its supposed to start raining today, and I know without a doubt, Grizz will bee-line home once his paws get wet. Zoomer tends to be more dense skulled and will tempt fate and hypothermia before he gives up.(Zooms is also the robust one that shakes off all sorts of stuff with no problems,,,Grizz is my sickly kitteh that has his own Doctor,,,,)(updated: three minutes after hitting publish, the Grizz came whirling in, all complaints about my lack of weather control,,,,LOL.))
OK, OK< just ramblin’ here.
Little homework for ya though, something in prep for my krazzee post I mentioned earlier. GO read This peice from Ann Barnhardt and pay attention to the number of zeroes, thats the biggest part you’ll need for my article.
Suck it up, Ya’ain’t Ded yet!!!
Dammit, and I started the day in good spirits despite my lack of sleep and a missin’ kitteh,,, (he hasn’t shown his head yet, but then, girl-kitteh,,, adolescent Tom-kitteh,,,, he’ll come home when the tummy overpowers the testosterone.)
BUT, Quick hits around, and I wanna slap some doomer-asshats,,,,
Doom Gloom, Woe is US, the ebilMarxists are winning,,,,,
NO, they F’ing are NOT. I see it on the social media sites about how Trumped is DOOMED, that he won’t be able to complete the campaign because ‘they’ are gonna throw his ass in prison, or some silly pictures from Son-o-Soros (Ohhh,,, I may have to play with the spelling of that a bit,,,,) that say they are gonna assassinate the 47th,,,,
What I am seeing is total FEAR from the opposing side because they KNOW in the blackest depths of their blackest hearts, they are losing ground at an incredible pace.
Fer criminies sake, Look at all the losers they hire and back on the regular,,,, If that doesn’t tell you something… How about the Prosecution in GA that is so embroiled in scams coming to light, that a simple request from Trumps lawyers for change of venue would be hard pressed to deny without implicating the declining judge,,, The whole opposing side is full of incompetent weasels that can’t keep thier hands away from their (and others) crotches. Sick little puppies that wanna hump the pillows till they wear holes in the fabric.
And those holes in the fabric of Social order are showing. BIG GAPING HOLES WITH SHREDDED EDGES.
So SCOTUS says that its not the job of the National Gaurd to, Oh, I don’t know, GAURD THE NATION<<<< Um, say wha? I mean, the job title is literally laid out in the NAME,,,, (yes, I know that came from the Bablyon Bee, and is more snark than serious, but that is ESSENTIALLY what a treasonous SCOTUS implied in their stance.)
THEY ARE LOSING, they are losing ground, they are losing what is left of their upright and breathing voater base, and they are losing whats left of any minds they might have had, and the constant barage of “Orangeman bad”, Bidenomics is doing GREAT, Unemployment is at is lowest since 2000, etc etc etc. I’m telling ya, if Voo had any interest in politics, he would do what any sane dawg should do in this instance: PISS ON IT.
We are in their heads, RENT FREE, and they can’t handle it.
They have shit the bed in everyway imaginable and now know, ABSOLUTELY KNOW, that the only way they are gonna keep their seats is to SCAM, FRAUD, AND GET KINETIC ABOUT IT, and they have no clue how to do that without ‘being the bad guy’,,,, which history shows have VERY short half-lives. They don’t wanna die because they have no faith there is anything ‘over there’,,,, THIS is IT for them.
SO,,,,, TO all you doomers and gloomers, that are ready to throw in the towel,
DON’T!!!
double down, up the meme counts, keep laughing at the show they are throwing,
Let ’em know, WE KNOW they are fools with meaningless sheepskins and NOTHING ELSE,,,,
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Insomnia
Not bad, didn’t spend ALL night staring at the ceiling,,,,
But was up frequently enough I feel like I may as well had been staring at the ceiling.
Warm weather and the buzzy fuzzy ‘put da to bed’ partner I usually have was UA,,, Out kattin’round looking for some trim,,,, That wasn’t all of it, but that certainly didn’t help. Something about that fuzzbutt laying there next to me buzzin like a cummins diesel knocks me straight the F out,,,,
couple of wyrd dreams those few times I was engaged with the insides of my eyelids,,,, Didn’t help none either.
So, I am up too danged early, and digging around stuff.
and thinking about that substack thing again. That they offer the ‘no paid subscription thing’ while still having a paid subscription service, and zero regulation of content (well, they ALL regulate content to some extent if you REALLY tread across certain lines)
Dunno. WordPress has been getting really flaky lately in its updates, also bogs the shit out of my Mac when I am on the cloud version. I always get the “this site is using a substantial proportion of memory, closing it will help speed up your computer” Sorry, no, been down that road, I close the site and lose tens of thousands of words to ‘oops, did I do that”,,,, The only ways I can work in WP effectively is via app, which means I have no page or site control, through MarsEdit, which only does the posts as well, or through the webpage (site control/content control) and bog the shit out of my laptop and make it feel like its in meltdown. Macky gets HOT when I am on WPAdmin.
And I know more than a few of you have had log-in issues with comments. I’ve tried to clean things up on my end as much as I can while still holding to the ‘first comment is moderated’ security profile. I have to do that or things get quite strange in comments: Trust me, you haven’t seen the spam que,,,, I approach it with level4 Hazmat gear on,,,,
Anywhoos, Thinking about switching over, OR seeing if I can find a private server and get my own domain name through WP (and not surrender my left testicle in the process) and I am balancing on a fine edge of ‘how much is it worth TO ME/ how much will it pay for itself’. Right now,,, Worth it to me is the winner, cuz this ain’t payin’ much at all (no Mike, you don’t need to support my writing habit: very appreciated , but so far ‘you’re it’, is the fact,,,)
It’s early, my brain is still a wee foggy from lack of, and three cuppa’s in ain’t helpin, YET,,, (when it does, the world goes fuzzy from my eyeballs vibrating in thier sockets.)
More laters,,, Lookin’ to be another warm Springish tease: highs nearer 50 and sunny,,, Tonight the clouds are supposed to blow in and the rains begin, all through to next week they say. We’ll see.
keep on livin’
Nuff with the BLAH posts, Dio!!!!
Eyah, that should be the rule, No?
Today wasn’t horrible, boring more than anything,,, finished a gate I started last week, (needed paint) and Stoopervised the monkey’s while they finished their ‘assigned tasks’.
Weather is a complete flip-flop from the last week. Stopped at Da’s and his yard is mostly without snow today: all of it melted off except in the most extreme shade areas.
And my hill,
Mushy mess, but entirely navigable, I did need 4×4 to get up it, but no slippy-slidey’s.
and, oh, my word, the call of the water was nigh painful today. Wants to go paddlin’ sumpin’Fierce!!!
I know that this is a short lived ‘spring’ spurt, They follow the moon cycles. We are approaching Full moon, and by the time it rolls back around to New Moon, the bottom will drop out again.
In the mean time, I can almost hear the river levels rising.
And if the predictions of rain for the next 6 straight days is even remotely accurate, that river is gonna be knocking on the back door of the shop I work in, IF NOT busting down the door and letting itself into said shop. That river gets like that, only GOD can stop it,,,
Maybe its the warmer temps,,, maybe its the Sunlight beaming down,,,
Maybe its the tease of spring forthcoming,,,
Dunno, but I am in MUCH better spirits today about purt’much everything.
Can’t say that about the last 48 hours or so; wanted shit to burn, I did.
Not gonna mention the world at large today, but know, I am NOT ignoring it. Just don’t want the colors of the world destroying the bright little feelz I have going on.
Meme Muhnday
It’s been a hella week visiting Antarctica,,, Buffalo is beat up, I’m beat up, the finances are beat up, and my paddling muscles are gettin’ flaccid. (the erg helps, but isn’t the same)
And I am trying to NOT let things feel “off”, even though that is the case,,, I know the “off” is due in no small part that any plans I had, were holed at the waterline with a Depleted uranium penetrator,,, Ship Dio went Bloop!
Word to my Sis in Colorado: Hey, we found your weather, its drunk and disorderly, and we would really like for you to pick it up and take it home, please,,,,
Enjoy and spread all of the above, all credit goes to the Meme-lords of the webs,,,
Dio prepares to put on another hat,,,,
Day 40gazzilion or so,,,
at least that’s how Buff and I are feeling about this ‘arctic fluff’ shit going down.
Tomorrow, the temps are slotted to be well above the 32 mark; they are supposed to get there today, but right now, whats out there has fully made my hill impassible.
Three tries with Da’s fourwheeler and I finally made it, AFTER letting almost all the air out of the tires,,,
I’m frozen right now. Fingers n toeses don’t seem to be attached by feelz, though I can see them,,, Must be vacationing,,, or under heavy sedation. (good news, they ain’t turnin’ black,,, That would be a bad thing,,,)
BUT, that brings me to the title of this post. I’m sick of this hill beating me down. Its not the whole hill, just that first hundred yards where its steepest, and buried down between high spots so never really gets much sun except right toward dusk. At this time of year, that’s when its weakest. SOLID SHEET OF ICE right now. (and part of me wants to get the tire chains from Unk and go down there and just tear the shit out of that ice, and possibly do damage to Buffalo in the process: thats the only part thats holding me back. No wanna hurt the Buffalo,,,,)
SO, I am gonna talk to bossman this week and see if I can rent or borrow the Skidsteer and Dio puts on his heavy equipment operator cap and tears that hill down to something a little more civil,,, At least ‘level’ that steepness out to something more resembling the upper section. Thats the idea anyways; whether it happens or not depends on other factors,,,,
It’s not like the county gives two hoots,,, they haven’t been out here since our Magistrate ‘Rabbit’ was in office(6 years ago). The new Magistrate talks alot but never does jack shit,,, and talking too the few guys that do come out here (but never do a thing on this drive) they have been told that our section is a private drive and to not touch it in anyway. Three households up here, and they call that ‘private’,,,, Me thinks some one is wanting a palm greased,,, Wouldn’t surprise me as this asshat Magistrate has a reputation for sleaze,, (must be nice to make 20K/yr for absolutely no effort or input,,,,)
Currently, Buff is at the bottom of the hill, again,,, May, maybe not, try again later after temps have come up some more. If not, than I do a relay in the morning with the fourwheeler to get the Buff and do the usuals: J.O.B. and any running I have forgotten about with all the fun and games we have had,,,
Gah,,,, This has been one hella week, and even with fourwheel drive, wasn’t prepared for it. That hill,,, That’s the worst of it. Once off it, fine and dandy, but getting back up it,,, sigh,,,,
Self Censorship
We all do it,,, (Ok, maybe not ALL, but close,,,)
That moment where you really wanna say something, but, you know doing so is gonna cause more friction in an already volitile situation.
I’m there right now. I wanna, oh my gawd do I wanna say something about this ‘thing’ I saw,,,,
Ok, here’s what I can say,,,, There are people in this world, OBVIOUSLY HIGHLY INTELLIGENT, creative even, that when I ‘get to know them’, (vicariously of course because, Me, hill, Hermit, etc),,, Well, Screeching of tires, squalling of unlubed gears galling, smells of burning rubber and metals heated to fatigue,,,, There is this one, an “influencer” on UToobie, and while I was enjoying the creative processes, the content was ‘wait just a daggum minute’ sort. Very smart, acidic wit, snark, all there. CONTENT, totally left brainwashed, playing the gender pronoun thing,,,, I jumped off that platform, ran over to the webcrawlers and did some backwork,,,, Said influencer PROUDLY supports Bernie and Occasionly Cortex,,,,, and in the last 3 years has changed personal pronouns 4 times,,,
HOW, Please tell me HOW, such talent can NOT SEE REALITY,,,,
Its gotta be the hives,,, said person DOES live in one of the HIves. Much like one f my Sisters lives in a DARK BLUE HIVE,,, She occasionly puts those of us NOT in the hive into “timeouts” because she doesn’t like the way we said something,,, 30 days, no contact, ‘that’ll teach ’em”
Only, no, it doesn’t,,, Once you are aware of the discrepencies, you can’t UNSEE them,,, Her putting us in Time-outs is (and this is how we see it) her slapping her hands over her ears and screaming LLALALALALLALA as loud as she can until SHE feels better.
So we self Censor around her,,,
I hate it because it feels like Lying in more ways than not,,,, Lies of Omission are still LIES,,,
I wanna link this person I opened up the monologue with,,, I really do, she (and I say that because her latest work, she is saying that (maybe she is coming around) ) she really is VERY creative and entertaining,,,
But I don’t agrees with the messages so far. If her stance is considered ‘Center’ as some say it is,,,, I am so far right of that center ,,,,, I see her leaning hard left in position,,,,
And thats part of the problem,,,, The language has been distorted so much that what once was ‘Left but just right of Lenin’ is now CENTER RIGHT,,,
????????????? WTF ?????????????
With those sorts of shifts, it become REALLY easy to start demonizing what was once (is still in my opinion) the foundation of what keeps this country functional. Most of those that are doing all the bullshit influencing, couldn’t survive for one day in thier Hives, if the power went out. If they managed 24 hours, they’d be dehydrated and famished by 48.
What I consider the foundations that keep this country running are the Do’ers, the Lineman that keep the infrastructure running, even when the weather has slammed us down. That Plumber that keeps the shit where it belongs, and not geysering out of your toilet. That Mechanic that, ON HIS OWN TIME, learns how to handle that BIG ORANGE CABLE on your Hybrid Prius, so that he doesn’t fry your car AND his life/shop, Maybe they are ‘service industry’ but that service is what keeps the wheels on this mess,
and those we self-censor around DON’T,,,,
We got it backwards,,, We need to be rude,
we need to do a little bullying sometimes,,, Shaming is a BIG way to correct societal errors. F
Fuck your Feelings, Fuck your safe spaces,,, FucK YOU if you wanna put me in time out to protect your sensitive fweelin’s,,,, I’m sick of it
and yet, here I am self-censoring,,,,, though in this case, I am doing so, so as to NOT give this person anymore numbers,,, those are what drive the feeds,,,
In some ways, I think a lot of our problem is that TOO MANY have had it TOO EASY for far too long. There is an entire generation that has never been punched in the face in anger. Some have been, but getting punched in the face at your Karate Dojo is NOT THE SAME as taking a jawbreaker from that kid you just dissed,,,
I just remember a time in 5th grade. R**** E***s,, Bullyboy,, picking on me,,, Complained to a teacher,, was told flat up, “Suck it up buttercup”,,,,
Two weeks later, I’d had it, and after school, I waited for Rusty to head home through the woods behind school. Busted his leg with a branch about the size of a baseball bat; right at the knee, oblique to its natural movement. Didn’t break anything but did damage, put his ass on the ground with little skinny me standing over him with my warface on (didn’t know that term then, but I am sure it was there) and let him know in no uncertain terms “I’ll kill you next time,,,”
Never had another problem,,,,
What the hell happend to us that weakness became such a THING???? Victim-class became the lever to move mountains,,, And the DO’ers,,, We let it!!!! Yes, I am pointing that finger right back at myself,,,,
I want to think that, moving forward, when things start to get ugly, a lot of what ails this country is going to be taken behind the woodshed and shown the error of its ways,,,,
I hope so anyways,,,,,
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