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one-dem-daze,,,

Three Ricks of redoak,,, firewood for winter is in the woodshed again…   And my yard is clear of all but the stump,,,   That’s a matter of time and woodrot,,,   I could pull it out (all the roots are rotted through, which is why it fell )  but its on a part I struggle to mow so why bother: it lets me use it as an excuse to not mow there at all.  Once its rotted away enough into punk wood, I’ll mash it up and fill the rootball hole with it and maybe clean that part of the yard up so its mow-able.  FYI; redoak rots in a matter of a couple of seasons in these wet parts.  Not decades like whiteoak does.  

Issues with Buffalo sorted out,,, fuel filter was clogged.   And seeing that it looks like OEM,,,   325000 miles,,, yah, theres some gunk in that thing.   Replaced and she runs like her normal self again.   Me, the overthinker was all ready to pull the transmission pan and make sure things were all good there, but, the more I thought it through, the more I realized it was a fuel issue, (my hindbrain was adamant that couldn’t be possible: We just changed the pump right?!?!?!)    So, a $14 part vs $80 in parts and fluids, and she’s a happy go-getter again.    More to be done on her, but this gets her reliable again.   Soon(ish) I need to start thinking engine replacement/rebuild.   I have a donor block to do a full rebuild on, but that wholey trinity thing: time space money,,,    Time would have to be set aside for it and that kills the money.   Space,, whatevs,,, I’ve rebuilt blocks in a living room before (don’t ask,,, Kalifornya days.) so space is ‘where ya make it’.    Maybe that could be my winter project this year.     Not planning on any kayak builds this year (again,,,  Long story,, I have one in mind, but haven’t pulled the trigger on it yet.)  so there are going to be weeks where idle hands, still mind, will get me in trouble: an engine rebuild could eliminate the idle hands thing.

as for the ‘real world’ (that ain’t), I ain’t gotta whole lot to say about sheeit,,,   This whole Epstein list crap shows where the real world and politics are not connected in any way shape or form.   Its exposing the real power and that power is hidden behind closed doors in INTEL, and they aren’t exactly Civilian friendly, if you understand what I mean,,,   INTEL, Bankers, and you start to see where the real powers that be are hidden, and it isn’t on the other side of the ballot box: thats the illusion to keep most all of the populace quiescent.   (but the lights are coming on in the theater and people can see the gunk on the floor now,,,)

Camping,,, supposed to be out there tonight, but I’m buried under crap that needs done here and can’t wait another two three days.   Not being home this week killed that: grass doesn’t hold off on growing just because I am out of town.  And the grass is high enough now, the fleas are using it as a beachhead to invade the house again.   THAT can not be tolerated.   As long as I keep the grass low, they aren’t a problem.  

and speaking of that buried part,,,   I needz to get back at it.   My break time is over and I’ve cooled down for a minute; rehydrated even.      More laters

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Laugh at yourself; we’re actually rather amusing.

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Home early, not good though

Other contractors sorta F! us, sorta not.   Fact is, I screwed up to and the fact that the other contractors have messed up The Bosses’ schedule works in my favor.   Somehow (and I figure it out at the shop when I scan my note book) I messed up building three of the five gates we needed.  The Double drives fit like a dream,, the walk gates,,, Pfhbllllrrrtttttt!    Rattled in thier openings like anorexic wastrels,,,

Its been one of those weeks too,,, I didn’t mention it in last nights post, but the truck I was driving had a blowout.   Fortnately, back tire, not a steering tire, but, it scared the ever loving F! out of me.   I thought for certain someone had taken a shot at me, with the loud boom and the mirror detonating from a section of tire taking it out.   I maintained my cool though and got us to the side of the road without incident, and the other guys were behind us in thier ‘hicles.  So getting the tire off and spare on went pretty smooth.   Especially considering there was only one spare between us (for a chevy,,, the ford wouldn’t have fit) and we had to jimmy-jack around to get all things needed to jack up the truck.   I need to see about rectifying that situation with Son of Bossman.  

THEN,,,,, oh no, the fun didn’t stop with the return, it carried further,,,  

Get back to shop, nervous wreck because I was ‘convinced’ another tire was gonna blow, (326 miles of highway speed, on pins and needles about it) and Buffalo decided she wanted ‘tentions too!   Pulled out of the lot and whuf! dead in road.   Couldn’t tell if it was a fuel issue or spark, but there I am right in front of Bossmans house (they weren’t home) diagnosing a jealous truck.   Seems we had some rainstorms while away and I picked up some water in the tank.   Recall, I had just recently replaced a fuel pump, and had issues getting the retaining ring to hold tight,,,, Yah,,, That allowed just enough water into the tank to muck up my early eve.   A little tweaking, priming the engine through the Intake and nursing her to a somewhat stable idle, then REV HER TO LIMIT and hold until the smoke cleared.    Been running like a champ since (fingers crossed),,,

AND THEN,,, I get home and Cozzie has been his puppy self, and there are parts and peices of my house scattered around the yard.   Bored puppy syndrome: his toys aren’t good enough, so he goes looking for ‘stuff’.   At least I didn’t lose anymore shoes, but I now need a new bathmat and some other stuff.  

sigh,,,,

At least  I didn’t need to call Da and request a pickup b’cuz my truck is fickle and jealous,,, (and why I carry a full tool box on her,,,,)   She’s left me like that often enough,,,

as for the world at large,,, tonight, Fuggit,,, I do NOT care,,, they could blow it sky high right now and I might find the aftermath as just an extension of ‘this week’,,,  Pessimistic? Maybe, but seriously, I am at the point of ‘not surprised by much’.

And tomorrow, I get to figure out what the hell I did wrong on these gates and make it right.    We are going back out there after the other contractors finish their deal up,  We can’t do any else until then.   And that WAS NOT in the schedule,,,  The Bosses are NOT HAPPY to say least.   My fubar is just icing on that cow-pie.

I’ll get to the catch up later tonight, and until then, its relax, cool off, appease Mama-kat (who has pushed my keyboard off my desk and into my lap.  HER DESK I should clarify,,,She just gave me that look.) and just unwind from a VERY LONG DAY  (that started at 0430)

More tomorrow,,, maybe,,, Supposed to go to camp tomorrow (taking Coz with me) and I want to go, but things may not work out that way (if Buffalo keeps up her shit,,,)

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humpday

Twelve hour day today.  Incredible amounts of stuff done, and no, we ain’t leavin’ early,,,

In fact, due to the other contractors, we are forced to stay over another day longer than scheduled.    There is 70’+ of stuff we can’t even start on let alone wrap up until they have poured the concrete and its set up enough that we can work.  

They aren’t pouring until tomorrow,,,

grk,,,,

iswhatitis,,,,

Grrr, How I dislike that term,,,, but

TRUTH,,,    Can’t make the world speed up or slow down just because it doesn’t fit YOUR desires.  

And that was the gist of the argument that I had with the other Crew lead,,,    He’s been pushing and pushing ( his crew.  I had one other with me all day and that was ‘my crew’.) and I had to point out,,, “We have all tomorrow to do what amounts to 6 hours worth of work left” (not counting that part we can’t even touch until Friday mornin’)   Thats IT!!!   Some of the detail stuff he was pushing isn’t going to gain us anything today, other than add time today that could be added tomorrow instead.  He’s pissin’ off his crew (and believe me, they let me know when they see me. )  and I get to play diplomat,,,  

BUT, we aren’t being flayed to death by scorching sunlight this time.  Lots of cloud cover, hot and humid, but without the sun beating us into submission, tolerable.   Occasional rain showers that we work through (unless we hear thunder, like yesterday,,,)  and those points are always refreshing; rinse the sweat off and cool ya down at the same time.  

miss my babbies,,,   miss my sanity of a quiet hillside retreat.   I would love to unplug the boobtoob in the room, but ‘Roomie’ is addicted to it (different roomie from last time, but they both flipped that beast on the minute they walk in the room.   All I can do is put in noise canceling earplugs and bust out my books and hope they don’t want to intrude.  (which is usually the case,,, they get sucked into the most trivial bullshit on that box.)  Fact: other than the occasional catch at Da’s, I have NO interaction with the subliminal programming of the Mainstream networks, or cable networks for that matter.   I get most all of my information through Internet sources, most of which are from overseas, and I pick and choose to see as many different sides as I can.

I digress,,,

I don’t care really,,, neither of these guys have any interest in actually using thier brains very much, let alone trying to expand them; maybe even learn something useful and new.   One even told me, “I quit learning when I left school” (a blatant falsehood, but I’ll let it slide) and my comment back was ‘My education started well after I left school, and I found out that most of what I was taught was flat wrong.

I’m whooped,,, babbling even.   Just wanna go home and spend time with the kids and silence.  

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Let the fun commence,,,

0430 came TOO early,,,,

0530 launch time: Same,,,

then the five hour drive to the worksite,,,  

And things began in ernest as soon as our feet touched ground.  

until it really started rainin’ and the sky began to grumble,,,   I, for one, and my co-Emps concur, will not play with poles stuck in the ground during Natures temper tantrums.

Hotel blues,,, I haven’t had these in years, and this set hit hard and fast.   I miss my babbies,,,   Cozzie was laying on his bed this morning, lookin’ at me in the bathroom with this ‘Seriously dad, 0430?’    He didn’t get up until I was humping my bags out to the truck, and that look about killed me: that totally ‘you’re abandoning me’ look,,,,    ughhh,,,, I had to stop and snuggle with him for a few minutes and was 5 minutes late on arrival due to it.    The boy is very much family now.   Even Elbee agrees,,,,

Mama still likes to hiss and growl at him, but the face swats have most entirely gone the wayside.  I can’t say that about Zooms, but even there, its getting less frequent.   As you can see in the above pic, Elbs and Coz are now KIN,,, they play constantly and there have been times where I found Elbs playng “Alien Facehugger” on Cozz, and Cozzies tail is in full wag mode,,,

Its been a long day,,, I went to dinner pre-shower (ick) but that shower is now calling my name followed pretty quickly by a mattress and pillow.  

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I hope enough yell, loud enough,,,,

Sarahs Take

Kim du Toit’s take.

My take was posted yesterday,,,

I agree with both writers, about something being ‘off’ with Elon.  Psychologically speaking.    Maybe the “Most Brilliant Man in History” crap went to his head.  Maybe there are drugs involved, as gossiped about earlier this year.  

I won’t delve on a mans personal issues. 

I WILL DELVE on leaving the system alone as it stands right now.   Any ‘rocking the boat’ has shown that it invariably benefits the Democrats, by dividing the GOP peeps.   Yes, we are stuck with the system as it is, so long as the media is bought and paid for.   ANY monkeywrenching on that and your ‘starship go boom!’,,,,

And that whole release about ‘no evidence’ on Epstein,,,,,, I’m buttoning my mouth about it right now,,,,   Could be that all of that evidence has been destroyed internally,,, and if so, then, yah, Patel, Bongino and krew would have to ‘reach that conclusion’,,,, BUT, right now, this smells worse than a three day old roadkilled skunk.    More as more comes out,,, that rule of 72 thing.

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Ok,,, not going to go all in tonight,,, I have a RILLYrilly early wake up call, and we are scheduled to be on the road at 0530,,,  Ugggghhhhhhhh!    So I WILL be calling it an early night.   Still need to pack for a three day away thing, Kids are in good hands with Da and Unk, I haven’t bombed the EvilCuz’s mutts YET, so there is little need for ‘retribution’ at this stage.   I only worry that with me gone, Cozzie might get lonely and go looking for some fun.   I think, by his recent actions around the stead, ‘that direction’ is off limits by his discretion.   He’ll happily, tail awag, bouncy jog alongside Da’s fourwheeler, go see Unk and his dawgum.  Even bouncy run along side the fourwheeler as Da leaves.   BUT, When he hits the end of my driveway leading towards EvilCuz’s,,, Stops dead and looks wistful.

I think he will be fine.  And I think I got the message through to EvilCuz, that ‘if your dogs are off your property, they are targets.”

And I wasn’t the only one.   There were several hunters in the area that told him flat out “if your dogs are seen up there in the woods, they are dead meat. ”   fact is, said dogs have run off all the deer and the turkey here’bouts.     Not that they were chasing them (they may have, dunno) but the deer and turkey are bright animals and will mitigate dangers by relocating.  These hunters have been using these woods for generations, and THEY ARE PISSED.

Here is what I do know about this situation.   When we had a change in Magistrate here locally, the section of road I live on was re-designated to a private drive.   THAT is why the dog-catchers hands were tied.  If this were considered an actual roadway, he would have options.    There are a couple of options to rectify that matter, but its time consuming and can be rather costly (to me especially as I have to make some changes to my house and have its status ‘upgraded’ from homestead to HOME.)   But I think the current trend is going to accomplish the needed changes.  (I’ve also put a bug in EvilCuz’s brothers ear, the only person that EC listens to, even a little, and also something of his benefactor,,,

I’m still playing ‘nice’,,, for now.    They really don’t want to see what happens when ‘nice’ is over and done.   (and I still maintain a silence there,,, for good reason.   Much like BCE is in radio silence right now.     KYMS   keep your mouth shut!    Like the Miranda,,, anything you say, can and WILL be used against you.  (and for the semantically inclined,,, note the definitive there, CAN and WILL be used against you.  meaning even if you are innocent, any statement you make will be twisted, edited and used out of context,,,,   It says it right there,,   Best to shut your yap and stand that ground,,,)  (side note: I know many people these days, that if it comes to a confrontation with the cops, they feel strongly that they won’t get a fair trial in any way; so F! it!, go down swinging, dying on a pile of spent brass instead.)

Hey,,, I thought I was cutting this short,,,, ROFLMAO

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Thoughts on a ‘third party’

Elon,,, sorry, ya missed the boat there.  This appears to be caterwauling, not sensible debate. 

FACT: there are several parties involved in EVERY AMERICAN ELECTION,,,

FACT:  the EneMedia chooses to NOT cover any of those other parties.

FACT: its a money game, pure and simple, nothing at all about choice.   We are permitted to see only one of two sides of the same damned coin, and if you get a view of the others, for even a brief moment, there immediately follows a slew of mudslinging by the media.  There is NO choice in modern day politics,, just an illusion of such.   Yes, I am glad that some of Trumpeds promises are being kept.  Sadly, the ones that would actually create change, drain the swamp, are being steadfastly ignored.    I’ve even noted that there is a spin being applied to the JFK files being released: spin to cover over the truth, yet again.

Not that it matters,,,  99% of the population couldn’t give a rats ass less about things at that level: they are too concerned with just making it through the week and keeping afloat in economic downturns.

Get a grip Elon, this is nothing personal and you should well know it.   Your level in the game of finance should have taught you well enough by now, that the money doesn’t flow from the people, as it should, but IS controlled by the bankers, fleecing the populace of the world for thier own ends.  We are merely the means,,,   Those that wrote and passed the “BigBeautifulBill” <gag> were bought and paid for or blackmailed into submission.   Look how many of the ‘opposing side’ voted for it.   I look at the Conservative/R’s that voted against it, and see people we need to promote along,,,  (And the dems that voted for it need to be looked at further: are they ‘coming to sanity’ or were they bought by the ‘conservative’ side?    Questions that will never be answered, sadly.)

IF you really want to start another party, use the Porcupine as its emblem,   Going forth day to day, quietly armed to the teeth, not making a ruckus, but not putting up with bullshit either.    AND THAT, should be the main goal of any new party going against the establishment,,,,

or this,,,

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I see all of this shit and,,,,

read the bullshit meter on the desk,,,,

and my attitude shifts to,,,

and let the headbutting commence!!!!

Fuggem!    It’s all a power game and the real power doesn’t want to be seen.  The fucktards we ‘elect’ (without real choice in the matter) are just window dressings/cutouts/fall guys, for when the bottom finally falls out of this rust bucket simularcum of a constitutional republic.   It could be argued that we haven’t had a CR since FDR,,, I say we lost it in 1865 and its been a ractchet strap issues ever since.

and its all ILLUSION,,,   reality is in your face, everyday, the news points are stories to distract us,,,, the kittehs playing in the monks lap,,,,

L,L,L,L,L!

were that I had this level of control

I ain’t there yet.

and it shows in my day to day peace,,,   Still turmoil and strife that breaks my ‘cool’.

Last night, I went off about the obesity thing here in the blog.   I have a point in my past that applies bias to that prejudice: my mother was always heavy, and it carries over to this day.  Even middle sis carries some of that bias, and we have talked about it on more than one occasion.  (especially around the time of my mothers demise.)

SO,,, todays post, completely out of context with my Sondays posts, (since I did my domestics yesterday, I can play today) will NOT be about Meditating monks and kittehs, but a vent of sorts, so that I can depressurize one of my many points of contention.

I get troubled when I see the contents of packaged foods.    Corn products and soy products in EVERYTHING,,,    When I was returning from Kuwait, we had a stop in Bengledesh; a humanitarian effort to relieve them after a serious monsoon blew through and created mad flooding.   Thousands dead (maybe 10’s of thousands.)   When we arrived at the Dock, the people there were offended by what we had brought, and at the time, I, ignorant little Jarhead I was, thought,” you ungrateful fuckers!”,,,  

It took a few years and some learning on my part to understand that, THERE, what we brought them was considered cattle feed, and guess what: THEY DON’T EAT THEIR CATTLE,,,,   That last part did mess with my mind for many years and can still be a glitch in my thinking.   I mean, we, as a species are omnivores, and yet, the hindi are very much vegetarian, and have been for thousands of years.   (not the Vegan of Western world.  they do eat fish and eggs and such,,,)    But seriously, you have a 2000# heffer roaming the streets while people are dying of starvation, and you get pissed off about someone bringing you cattle feed?   For an uneducated Jarhead, that was beyond the pale.     (For the record, it was corn and corn meal that we brought them.)

Even here in America, as far back as the Civil War, corn was not a staple.  It was used as cattle feed, as a base for making alcohol, (and was far easier to ship long distance in the latter form) but only used as a supplement to human diet, not the main courses.   NOW, as one can see if you read packaging contents, its in everything, even the drinks that we are so inclined to.    (and there is a strong relation to sugars and cancer: look at the cancer rates since the 60’s, when corn syrup was ‘being encouraged’ , to now.)

If we can’t feed our hogs, we have nothing to put in the smoke house,,,

Moderation is key,,,

and yet, these products are ubiquitous in our food supply.    GMO products at that, since the only way they can produce that much is by modifying existing seed to grow in conditions not optimal.   We feed our cattle on that crap, and then we eat the meat from said cattle,

and we get fatter and fatter.   And I’m not talking the uniform fat of gluttony, but the cattle-like fat: skinny legs and arms with bodies blown out of proportion.  You’ve seen them, they look like walking beachballs on stilts.   Just like a meat producing cow has a wide girth, but thin boney legs.

And the kids.  I can not recall seeing many ‘fatties’ in school when I was a kid.  Oh, they were there: one of my best friends was diag’ed with Diabetes at the tender age of 12.   He was an outlier, not average.   Now, and I have some experiance with while working around the schools for my J.O.B., that rotund look is the average, and the lean mean athletic types are the outliers. 

It’s not all food related, of course.   There is a lot more sedentary living going on, with the Information age booming.  Games on computers, where when I was a kid, it was all outside, running feral, drinking from garden hoses, living on dirt and sunshine, make your own fun, and maybe bleed a bit in the doing,,,

Now the playgrounds have rubber based ground, or 12″ of mulch, NO HARD PIPING like shown above,,, everything is rounded edges, smooth surfaced and SOFT,,,   THAT is thanks to Lawfare of course, not the Food industry,,,  but the point is along the same lines.  We are growing a softer generation(s) and they ARE our future.   Yet, they will needed coddled and supported near as much as we will in our infirm aging bodies.   WHO is going to provide that, when we are all falling apart from bad health and a medical establishment that is run as a business model.

KNOWING,,, That’s my problem, innitIT?  (“isn’t it” for my UK readers,,,)  I see it, and being but on small voice in the electronic void, can do little more than scream holler and rant.  

So I attempt to meditate with kittens playing on me.

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