The mad scramble
gear in Buff, need to toss some firewood in the bed and I will take care of that here in a minute, but right now, making sure I have all I believe I will need (and then some, just in case) and that nothing has been forgotten.
One quick stop on the way to site for victuals and some not so essential stuff, then two nights and one full day of
PEACE
Da isn’t too happy about it, but I think he gets it. Distractions here, been busting my ass for months with little to no break in the monotony other than paddle days, and those only carry so far (like, one week at best,,,)
and of course holidays,,,, They bring out the worst in my psyche,,, Not angry or anything, just the Meh’s and Blahs that any introvert can understand in just those words. For some people this is the time of year where they glow with Joy. For me, its the walk around under grey clouds (literally and most definitely figuratively.) No need to elaborate on the why’s: I know them and there is little that can be done to fix them, just live with it and deal.
And that is just what I am going to do over the next couple of days.
J.O.B. in the mornin’, hope to be able to cut loose a little early so I am not setting up under headlamps, but if thats to be, then thats to be. We are running ragged at work, and the stress of that and the holidays is starting to crack some seams in people there (and that ain’t a helpin’ my attitude none. THOUGH, I have been the one to point out “you’re being rude, or vindictive, and those guys aren’t the problem,,,” to another or three,,,, I guess its much easier see that shit in others, when you feel the same way but are keeping that ‘rage’ on a tight leash.)
Who knows, maybe something will come through the filters this weekend and I find impetus to write another Christmas story: its been a few years since my last one,,,,
May or may not post, but if I do, it will not be from searching the spheres. I want nothing to do with that mess this weekend, I have to focus internally for a bit: patch up those spots that are showing some high wear patterns, flush some ick off the surfaces that need it, you know, a little house keeping is in order.
Finding the balance
Always seems like this when I get a new dead tree edition something or other. Fictions I have no problem with because I can disconnect between ‘here/now’ with ‘what if/ maybe’ stories.
But I picked up a new book from Jordan Peterson (not new from him, new to me) and want to read it and see where it intersects his lectures and eludicates better ( I am a visual person, I pick up more from reading than spoken word, always have,,, BUT I do need both,,, )
And there is the balance of Furries and time,,, I want the time to focus, Furries want my attentions; more so with such shortened daylight,,, And they have a captive audience in a sense,,, Especially when they do that gravity induction thing and weigh three times actual when occupying lap,,,,
Its all good,,,, I have some time away coming fast, and while I won’t spend the entire weekend reading, I will have alone time to do so between BS sessions and fireside chats,
and the alarums are buzzin’ tellin me time for J.O.B. more laters,,,,
The slow fizzle of holidays
Every body runnin’ round, trying to get that last minute whatever, or trying to squeeze months of planning into a couple of weeks,
And GOV likes this time of year to pull shenganigans,,,,
One such was the formation of the Federal Reserve, the greatest bankers hiest of forever,,, one we are still dealing with over a hundred years later and look at what has happened to our ‘money’,,, Bidenomics? Just the last gasp IMO,, Slap a name on it if you like, but the blame is a century old,,,,
Most current shenanigan was assigning a USArmy General to the Ukraine’s armed forces. Think that Putin is NOT going to take this as defacto declaration of war? He’s only been warning us for TWO FLIPPIN YEARS to stay the hell out of it,,,,
MY OPINION,,, (like assholes, everyone has one and they all stink) The Kurrent Klown Kar Korruptokrats KNOW in that primitive reptilian part of the brain, that they can NOT pull another hiest of the elections as they did in 2020 and NOT kick off “Troubles”. They MUST kick off something that will escalate and stiffen the spine of Joey Normal. HorribleWar with Russia Bad might just be the appetizer they are looking for, IF the enemedia can spin it ‘just so’,,,,
They continue to poke that Bear with a sharp stick, and that Bear is gonna rip their faces off: unfortunately for us, the people just trying to make ends meet under onerous taxation and inflation, will also get our faces ripped off. Who cares so long as “They” stay in power, right?
I am seriously considering leaving the phone at home when I go camping this weekend,,,, Just leave it, leave all of this shit at more than arms length away so I can just ignore it for a spell. ( I won’t leave the phone: Da may need to get ahold of me or something, but TEMPTED, HARD TEMPTED,,,,)
I’m cutting my post short on that note,,,, I just started and deleted 4 paragraphs because I was starting to go way left feild with mortars and artillery support,,, I don’t need to go there just yet,,, My BP probably would spike and
It’s Christmas, No one wants to deal with this shit, and thats the problem,,,, THEY know it and will continue to move thier pieces around with abandon and get away with it.
gonna zome out right now, read something positive for a bit and get this ICK off my soul.
Bonk!!!
Tha’s how I feel today. Did the J.O.B. thing, but by the time I got home, felt like someone had been ‘Bonking’ me over the head and about the upper body with a whiffle bat.
full of sand.
Yesterday at the Doc in a Box, I had them update my tetanus shots. Young lass that did the deed may have missed a little bit: hit me good and hard. First jab felt fine, no strange sensations, then she hit that plunger and the Deltoid went SPASTIC, tried to jump off of me, it did. Even she made comment that it stood up and yelled ‘Holey SHIT! whutthehellwasdat!?!?’
And today, that muscle is ‘really not happy’, and I am having some of the classic symptoms of post vaccination: mild fever, muscle aches, tiredness. Not flu-like mind you, but definite body saying ‘I ain’t feelin too good,,,,’
I’m a big boy, I know this shit will pass, but damn,,, wants to go to bed and its only 8 pm,,,,
And maybe that is what I should do. Take that hint the body is dropping on me like a piano from the fifth floor,,,, some rest, a couple of OTC pain meds, and call it a night. Lots of fluids to boot. (has waterbottles sitting on the sill near the headboard. Window is always cracked an inch or so as I like cold air to breath at night.)
and its a good thing I have other plans than kayaking this weekend. This finger is knitting closed thanks to the stitches holding it all together, but 4-5 days of knitting would get buggered fast immersed in water. KarKamping is the plan this weekend. G&C for Brudder B and I. No weather permitting either, we’s goin’ and make accomadations for crap weather.
But I do wanna shake this ‘bug’ before then. I know its not a buggie bug, since its killed viruses and bacteria that they inject you with, but the body doesn’t know that (which is why they work, unlike certain ‘potions’ I can point to lately.) Nope, with these, you give the body a false positive and let it learn. The ones that they are pushing are trying to “program” things; only the designers are throwing darts at a wall, guessing,,, thats my take on it anyway, and I am no medical doctor, or geneticist,,,, Just some guy that reads A LOT and is an able systems analyst with lots of intuition. SO, take my words with a grain of salt and that whole YMMV thing,,,,
Honestly, why try to reinvent the wheel here. Our bodies have had a million years to create a robust immune system (broadly speaking, I know some people have compromized immune systems.) Who are these people that think they can improve on what Mama-nature took her sweet time to come up with, and that they can do it in a few years,,,, Even the vaccine I was given yesterday took a couple of decades to reach ‘ready for prime-time’ status.
Oh, forgot, Fauco-cini and his Mengele channeling,,,, Apologies,,, (really, its all about the money though,,, Lots of money tied up in all of this stuff and money, sadly, has become the score keeper of power these days,,,, Oh, I could go on that ‘true wealth’ can’t be measured in that manner, but this world has become something not natural anymore,,,,)
anywhoooz,,, Achy, hot shower out of the way, and body is saying REST BRAINIUM, WE NEEDZ REST!!!
more tomorrow y’all
keep on livin’
Muhnday kinda sus’ed
Key to all the kiddies playing with not nice things out there.
RAZOR WIRE BITES. (gross image ahead)
My lovely APRN and her nurse who has a seriously warped sense of humor that I was liking, fixed me up nice. Five stitches (I expected like 8 but it looked worse than was)
Anywhooozits, I was not really in a state of mind to come up with anything last night (nothing they did, totally on my end for the ‘off the rails’ mentallity) and I spoil y’all with daily nuthin’burgers all the time anyways.
out there in the great wides, nothing much to sense. Things are shifting but its hard to figure just where the coming break is. I am still leaning that when the lid gets ready to pop, those in charge of this KlownKar are going to detonate the Debt-bomb: ‘let the proles try and eat when inflation goes vertical in inflation climb. Hungry people are easier to manipulate’ seems to be their thinking. Newsflash!!! Hungry people are more dangerous, especially when the littles are crying from empty bellies.
and we are still armed to the teeth,,,,
and more than a few of us have ‘alternatives’ that aren’t ‘off the shelf’,,,,
Jestsayin,,,,
Little history (of me) here for ya. Back around 2012ish, when I was doin’ all that runnin’round the country, I was involved in a small project of ‘off the shelf’ nature. I cut the bore/barrel for a 30mm Bofors cannon. That Southbend Lathe (I sold during Covidiocy and now regret selling) had a 48″ bed on it and we made the jig for the boreing bar cutter to mount to the bed.
And we made a sinebar rifling plug using that lathe. Don’t know what became of the barrel after my part was done, but I would imagine that there is, at very least, one hell of a replica of a bigbore gun out there. That barrel was turned from a mining core-drill shaft: 3’dia drill steel. I had to detemper the steel by lettting it sit in a bonfire overnight and slowly cool in the ashes. And carbide cutters were the only thing that would bite it. the HSS bits just chirped and went all sparky sparky. There were lots of gallons of cutting coolant used during the boring process, let me tell you. If that thing started getting warm, it started getting tempered again.
My payment for that job was that lathe. No cash exchanged hands ever in that deal, and that might lead one to believe that a certain barrel is not in a replica. But that trail there is cold stone now,,, a couple of the parties involved are now deep six (through natural causes) and contacts have been broken for years. (so the glowies can chase ghosts, I know nothing past what I just said,,,)
Yes Virginia, it is legal for Civvies to own cannon. (for now,) They might moan and complain that its a ‘grey area’ but those are defined as ‘arms’ under law. Certain models are in the “destructive device’ nomenclature and require the tax stamp and background check, and actually owning explosive rounds INDIVIDUALLY require same (so a $200 tax stamp and BC for each individual round on top of the actual cost of such,,,, gets pricy quick,,,) but yes, you can own a 105 with HE shells as a Civilian. Proabably be able to own a 155 as well, but where the hell would you park that beast?!?!? (but if you had that parked in the side yard, I would say your neighbors would be very civil with you in all ways,,,, a squib load in one of those would shatter windows for half a block,,,,)
And maybe its not common knowledge, but when the Brits went to Concord to confiscate guns, they weren’t after the small arms of rifles and pistols, they were after the cannon the Revolutionaries had stored. Keep that in mind when you think of what the founders were thinking when they wrote the 2A. (believe me, the lawyers of today DO know that little fact,,,,)
Bloody hand yesterday, bloody mind today,,,, Think theres a connection? LOL,,,, thinking about where that Bofor’s and how or where it may come into play in the future. If it does, someone is going to have a VERY bad day that day. But, gotta admit, I have no idea if ever was finished; all I made was the barrel and that was that. I would like to think it was, and that someone was able to take it out somewhere and play with it, at least once,,,, I would have payed good money to be there then, but,,,,,
Havta make a small retraction
MAYBE, and I say that loosely, my cousin is in the clear, and I am the boneheaded fool,,,,,
First for jumping to conclusions, second for not double checking my own work.
heres the deal: I did all of that work on Buffalo week before last (T-day week) and I got her running,
but ya might recall “she’s runnin’ but she ain’t right”?
Yeah,,, that.
kept getting ECM codes for “ignition system/multiple misfires’ but she was running strong. Today, I decided to get back under the hood and sure as shit, could grab the DIzzy and wiggle it,
A LOT
maybe I didn’t tighten the bolt enough or something, but that dizzy was able to bounce a full quarter inch, and that explained why my Oil pressure was acting flaky too. The dizzy shaft drives the oil pump. The movement was not enough to jump time, but it sure was walking advanced/retarded faster than the computer could keep up with.\
SO there is a good chance I DID burn through 17 gallons of fuel in a week, and that my cousin is innocent THIS TIME,,,,
Doesn’t change my opinion of the ratbastard one iota: he’s still a peice of shit and poster child for retroactive abortion, but I can admit when I am wrong and I think I am in this case. Still going to put that locking gascap on the Buff anyway. Better safe than sorry seeing fuel costs are probably going back up soon.
things are tight now, and I am going to go fill up and reset the trip meter. Will see come Freeday how things are, and if this was the reason I did the walk of shame to the gas station,,,,
Sunday mornin coffee moments
Sittin’ here with my cuppa and doin’ some t’inks,,, its the quiet part of the day where I get a moment sans katz (very small window, let me tell ya,,,) and can meditate on my internal state of mind.
Physically, I need little at this point. Buffalo can use new shoes, but that is simply a matter of budgeting for a spell. No sweat. The essentials like food, fire, water and shelter are all in place and have alternatives in most cases. That is a wealth many don’t have, and I take a small amount of pride in the fact that I have that. I sometimes feel like that status is precarious in this world, but then, I don’t think its going to get that bad either. May be wrong, but you can’t live your life worried about ‘could be’s’,,, You have to ‘TRUST’ at some point or you may as well crawl into a small hole, six feet deep and not come back out.
And that rolls me over to the other side of my thinks this mornin’. Last nights post (this means war) had me all fired up in a negative state and I had a rough night, tossin’ turnin’ light sleep when I did get some,
That ain’t no way to live either.
What to do about it, since the problem is due to external forces, not something I can alleviate internally. If it were all in me, (like anxiety on flatwater) I could do some exercises (rolling before paddling) to ease that issue. This is a case of a thief that lives right next door and has figured he can get away with ‘whatever’ now. Bringing in the law really isn’t much of an option these days since “If it ain’t on video, it didn’t happen” is the state of our law enforcement peeps. And I live on the edge or two counties and no one EVER comes out here,,, (been here 12 years, seen one cruiser in that time.). Besides, this is all petty shit that would get swept under the rug by a judge anyways; petty it may be, but its MY stuff that is going missing,,,
How do I alleviate the negatives here? Thats where my thoughts are running today. I did purchase the locking gascap and motion detector floodlight, and they are slotted to arrive this week. BUT, that does not remove the problem, it only mitigates the losses. The bastard will find something else to steal and some way to do so, and then we start another round of locking shit up
I do not like living my life under lock and keys. May as well be in prison is my way of thinking there. One of my former bosses once told me “you can tell the level of a mans stress by the number of keys on his keyring”. My keys are starting to multiply and yes, so are my stresses. There was a time not all that long ago, I could go to Brudder B’s for the WEEK, leave everything unlocked and have Unk feed the furries and knew, ABSOLUTELY KNEW, that my stuff would be intact and present when I returned. Now, I lock the house to run to town for groceries.
And I don’t want to do anything to fuck up my Karma here. Oh, so so tempting to do something ‘kinetic’, it truly is,,,, BUT, the thing that holds me back is Karma: she is a stone cold bitch. Had run ins in the past with Karma and always paid triple the cost (or more). No wanna go there, that piece of shit ain’t worth it.
And you can’t fix stoopid. I could go on and on about this fukwad but that only feeds my internal vitriol, causing further distress in my soul. Think I’m just gonna leave that right there and let it air for a bit.
Oh, there is a solution here, but not one I can take just yet, and getting to that point is another point of contention in my spirit. I could move away from this situation. Hell, I have wanted to move from here for a couple years now, leaving this wealth of basics I have built up (I can do it again, so long as I am upright and breathing,,, And not incarcerated for murder or something, that kinetic thing and Karmic payback). Da and I were supposed to go to SC and look at property 3 years ago before his heartattack,,, Now, he has the thought “gonna be here till I die” and that means Dio stays here till he dies, and well, No moves and no, I am not wishing death on my Da, just so I can move,,,, Monster I may be inside, but I ain’t that sorta monster,,,,(I DO keep putting the bug in his ear to move, even do the leg work for sites for him, but so far, no love,,,). The real internal monster is well shackled and tucked in a dark hallway back in the back. Unleashing that beast is ‘last resort’,,, Wish that “stoopid next door” would stop playing with the hasps holding that beast at bay,,,,,,
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Rainy day,,,, Kittehs did the mornin’ routines, came in shining with rain drops on fur, and are now spaced about the heater making buzzy noises,,,, Second cuppa,,,,
NEEDS.
WANTS/DESIRES
Two very different things. Be they physical, or spiritual, (and I include mental in that last) one is important, the other, not so much.
NO problems; just unseen solutions. Stop dwelling on the problem and start looking for the solution, and the stress will fall away. Can’t never did anything,,,,
and always KEEP ON LIVIN’!
You have power over your mind – not outside events. Realize this, and you will find strength. The happiness of your life depends upon the quality of your thoughts.”
– Marcus Aurelius, Meditations
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