I started writing a post in the zero dark this AM and wasn’t quite finished with it by the time I was forced to stop (had to make the FRN’s yaknow,,,)

And upon on return to home, re-read what I had written,,,

That saddle didn’t sit on that steer too well: All I am gonna say about that,,,,

Shit happens, sometimes what seems like the best of the best is curdled cream when the light of the day shines on it.   That was that post and it now resides in the round file of electrons.

Feelin’ a bit out of sorts today as well.   Probably need an hour or two cruisin’ the MSM’s to see whats being said, to at least get an idea as to where and what I need to be looking at/for.    Not that they are the most reputable sources, but they DO give me enough to work with, most of the time.    Right now, I feel quite ‘under the rock of solitude’ and while I quite like it here, it doesn’t keep me in the loop of ‘that real world’ (that ain’t.)

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As for lost packages and fun with UPS drivers that risk losing jobs.    We had a gap in our delivery service with them this week.   That was made up for (not stuff for me, but son of bossman) with a vengeance.   Dunno all the details, but seems the old driver is not driving anymore.   Hmmm,,,,    Maybe my extrapolation about ‘liking my item more than me’ had some validity to it?    (me thinks, YES.)   AND, the replacement package was listed as shipped this afternoon (out of LittleRock) so I should see it by the expected date of muhnday.   Fingers crossed: its been delayed 3 weeks now.    Good thing it wasn’t something Essential, like meds or sumsuch. 

Long drive day (again, different location) and strain on the brain thinking for the others.  (seriously, you have been on the job for THREE YEARS and still need coached on BASICS???? GMAB!!!)  

sigh

it’s all good: as the Hoolis said “job security”,,,,   And the client got a good laugh as I mimed throttling one of the dolts, while walking up to Hoolis, saying,” Your monkeys!!! they are your monkeys.”  (The client is a good guy, retired and bored silly.  Even helped us unload the trucks, while all of us insisted he didn’t need to help.  yeah, there is some risk of liability stuff, but this is rural KY,,, things are a bit more relaxed,,,,  In another state, I would have put my foot down.)

Tomorrow is Turdsday, Burnout will be back on board, so things should run a bit smoother with the competent workers outnumbering the dolts.  Let the dolts mix concrete, they seem ok with that (not consistent mixes, but its mud to hold poles,,,,)   Should be smoother running day with the exception of “Dio must figure some details out” about some super shady transitions on the fenceline.      Son of and I were walking through and he pretty much left the details in my lap on those areas.   Sign of trust in me to make it right?   I’m gonna go with that as it is a compliment to me.   We all like a pat on the back everyonce in a while, even if it means ‘more Responsibility’.

kinda tired, been a day.

more laters when I get some catchin’ up done.

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Not that I drivel (much, LOL)   but that is how this day seemed to carry forward,,, Not much of anything to talk about.  

Well,  I DID need to reconnect with the ‘Zon and get that mess straightened out, yet again.  At least this time, I have an order showing with expected delivery date, whereas my last call, I was in the dark with promises ‘we’ll make this right’.    (that faith in other hoomans thing,,, I haven’t much unless you’ve been in my circle for some time and have earned it.)

Francis posted up something I found intriguing.   Never been much of the ‘bar’ attending type.   Most of my time in bars was spent as contractor or employee in some nature (Audio stuff) and rarely was it as a patron.   BUT, I do know of what he speaks, since I was a Coffee house afficianado once upon a time.    When I was in the Corps, stationed on Camp Pendleton, there were several Coffee houses out in town, and ONE in particular that I was a regular patron of.   It wasn’t your typical leftist hive mind place, though it did have it’s share of such.  Mostly it was tattooists, musicians and strap hangers to the forementioned; along with a few caffiene junkies such as myself.   It was how I managed to start getting into mixing sound. (and learned far more than a four year stint at FullSail can teach you.   In addition, do four years at FullSail and chances are you will get picked up by DizzKnee and have to slave away for minimum wage doing the same thing I was getting paid $3500/wk for (plus per diem @ NY rates.)   Good luck with paying off that student debt that way.   Bust your chops in the bars, be nice but firm, and ‘pay your dues’,,, You’ll get the break you dream of.)  

But I digress,,,,,

Local bar, NEIGHBORHOOD BAR (sorta like the bar in Cheers, but better, friendlier.)

Not in my neck of the woods,,,,, Hell, this area was still a dry county until 3 years back.  One local bar that opened up with the relaxation of modern day prohibition,,,   And from what I have seen of it, NOT A NICE PLACE TO BE if you don’t speak with the local dialect.   I don’t, I can’t even fake it.  I can’t understand most people here’bouts if they get on a roll: its like some form of Gaelic crossed with Chinese to my ears.   I understand drunken Scottish brogue easier.

And I have investigated my ‘old stomping grounds’ of a coffee house.   Sadly, its on the edge of the local college campus and COMPLETELY INDOCTRINATED in Lefty thinks…  I may as well have walked in there with a Trump2024 shirt and a full auto 12ga on my hip for all the love I felt when I showed my face.  (granted, I was wearing a ‘conservative’ T-shirt: The one that looks like a coca-cola emblem but says  “enjoy Capitalism”.   I guess I shot myself in the foot on that, but hey, if they wouldn’t welcome me for ME, then Fuggem!.)

Fact is, I fit in around here like a square log in a round hole,,,  Lots of hammering needed and little to no gaurantee that even that will do.   I only fit in at work because I have made myself essential to the business and built my reputation quite high.   Outside of that, I’m just another face in the crowd and ‘no one of consequence’.   (admittedly, I like a certain amount of anonymity.  Never have been one for the limelights.)

But it do get a might lonely at times,,,,

is what it is.   I have friends, just not close to home currently.  They understand why I am ‘stuck’ in the armpit of SEKY and that eventually, that will be rectified.  No rush (Believe me, NO rush, PLEASE,,,,,)

Drivel,,,, thats my post today.  ROFL

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Stopped at Da’s on way home (with dedkow for mama, so couldn’t stay long).   Had a little convo with him and

lets just say, I am glad as heck its getting warm out again.  His bees and fishing are gonna alleviate the issue I ‘heard’.   It wasn’t just the things he was saying, it was the fear underlying his voice.   The things going on in the world, and he is finally woke to them, and: he’s scared.    He feels that someone/group is pushing HARD for the next World War (and I can’t refute that) and that old “Cold War” angst is coming back on him.   He’s in his twilight years, afeared of what shouldn’t even be a thing anymore.

And I get it.   Hell, I’m scared of what moves and tantrums are taking place in the Eurasian theater.   Not as much whats going on the ME, but even that has potential to overboil its pot and make things world wide go sideways.

And ain’t a damned thing people like us can do to change shit.   The people of Europe need to start doing some housekeeping, but from all I can see, they are just as much a part of the problem as the powergrubbing Poly-tickians doing the boat rockin’.   I know there were signs in France that the people were uprising, a couple years back, but we don’t hear too much about that these days.  I know that Germany has been getting uppity in the political arena, and there are signs of grassroots movements in the UK. 

The People of Europe SHOULD be pissed off in a rightous anger, but we don’t hear about it.   All eyes are on the turmoils of our country (as it should be, honestly) but we don’t get enough information about the world stage to elicit any hope that maybe, just maybe, all this saber-rattling will get tamped down and Saner heads prevail.   So far the only reason we haven’t tipped over into Canned Sunshine Exchanges is, IMO, Putin is the saner head so far.    Thats a scary thought, No?

(NOTE; there may be that whole unknown unknown factor involved.   Fact is, We don’t really know if our Nukes are operational, let alone those of Russia.    We may get ‘thumbs ups’ from DOD that ours are good to go, but, Are they?   And until that day when they may need used, we can’t know.   We have to take it on faith that those in charge of that shit are on the up and up.   I have lots of faith, but not when it comes to human honesty.  That one needs EARNED, and current events are not helping that faith any.)

My personal observations, and I am repeating myself here: They, the powers current in the world scheme, are going to implode the world finance market, or they are going to explode world wide war,

and as Da stated, ‘only because they want to reduce the population to near zero’

Some people just want to see the world burn.

And that scares the ever lovin’ shit out of me.

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Muhnday wrap up.   Slow day, shop day (for the most part) and a full day at that (for me.  Crews only got 6.5)    Wanna keep that trend online and on the up and up for the next couple months.   Gotz some catchin’ up to do.    Maybe things will hold together a bit longer.    Fingers crossed.  (and if they don’t, Heinlein rules apply: When the ship lifts, all bills are settled.)

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Went for a small paddle sesh yesterday, no milage worth noting, more floatin’, getting the feel of the water/weather/WORLD around me.    Still not much in the way of bloomin’ plant-life to brighen things up, SO FAR.  That won’t take long now as I am seeing some here, there, everywhere: its just patchy, currently.  

Water was damned cold too!   Brudda B will tell you; if’n I think the water is cold, its KOLD.    Didn’t really feel up to getting too far out as the wind was up, the water was murky (lots of rain recently and it hasn’t settled down yet) and that chill factor,,,, Yah,,, I kept it close to the put in, preferably leeward sides to keep windburn down (still picked up a set of chapped lips ) and just enjoyed floatin’,,,,

and thinkin’.

Semi-retired.   That has been my stance ever since I quit doing the audio stuff.   Bounce around J.O.B.s as I see fit,    Never gonna see the SSI thing: you know damned well that I am right on that.  If you are on it, SOAK IT FOR ALL YOU CAN GET WHILE YOU CAN GET IT.   Its gonna go’way soon enough, and that has nothing to do with Trumped and DOGE.  It was never meant to be what it has become and CAN NOT be maintained.    I fully expect that years before I am eligible, its gonna fade into history or the ‘goal line’ will be moved even further out.   Much like when I was growing up and the drinking age kept getting moved down the road just about the time I was there.   My understanding now, is that the retirement age (full bennies) is now 67; was 65.    thats still 10ish years down the road for this curmudgeon.   Wanna bet it goes to 70 or 75 before then (and fails completely shortly thereafter.)?

Don’t care.    Never wanted a dime from the gooberment anyways.   Don’t like the idea of ‘Take the kings shilling, you must do the kings bidding.”

I’m way more cat than Dawg in my spiritual inclinations.    I LIKE being independent and dangerous.   Not that anyone who knows me will tell you I am a danger: just don’t piss me off to the point where I smile,,,,   Or as I explained to a friend, about my family and our ‘short fuses’: our fuses are very short, but very difficult to get lit.   Once lit though, you can’t put them out.  Shit has to run its course.

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Lunch (I WISH! LOL)

and Mama-kat thoroughly distracted me, and the thought process went ‘poof!‘

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I’m probably gonna be one of those ‘retirees’ that wanders the world.  I could easily see me backpacking the AT or PT and working my way along.   Need food? trap rabbits or squirrel along the way, offer to help for a day for some cash or supplies. etc etc.    Wanderlust is strong in my family, and especially in me and Sis.  We’ve lived the gypsy life a time or three. (and what made my Audio days so much fun.  travel AND pay!!!)

Or (because the knees ain’t what they were) do the kayaky thing (more comforts as well) with fishing and trapping to supplement the food stocks, working at places as needed for the extras.  Marinas tend to be cash pools for extra hands,,,

Doesn’t sound like much of a plan, does it?

But it would work for me until I hit the ‘too damned old’ stage, at which point, ‘paddling into the sunset’ wouldn’t seem so final, but a doorway to the next adventure.

Dark thoughts?   Not at all, not to me anyways,,,  We all see things from different perspectives: what one person calls trash may be ‘gold’ to another.    We are NOT the same, no matter how much alike we think about most stuff.

We Are Not The Same.     That is the lesson that cannot be taught to those brainwashed in Equity and Inclusion.   They got that ‘diversity’ down pat, but can’t get it in their heads that the other two are mere pipe dreams from an Opium den 160 years ago.

No love of state, no love of theocracy, no love of monarchy, Democracy be hanged (it usually accomplishes this fact by itself)

Three simple rules, taught to yung’uns in most western cultures before they ever hit ‘education’ levels.    Don’t hurt people.  Don’t take their stuff.   Help others where and how you can.

ALL STATE IS BASED ON VIOLENCE.   “At the bottom of every stack of Government paperwork, is a loaded .45- Billy Beck”   The only difference between a mugger and government is, The mugger doesn’t think he has the RIGHT to steal your shit, he just does it.  Those in power either were never taught the ‘three rules’ or are loose enough in their own ethics to ignore them.

or both

Yet more reason why I would take the hike/float route when things go too far; not just the age thing.

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It’s back to the grindstones tomorrow.   Feeling good about things, even if this post seems ‘off’.   Soon enough, my paddle days will get longer, closer together and with the occasional overnight on some remote beach/shore to further clear the mind and soul of the clutter of a modern world gone haywire.

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just one of those day, woke up, and the urge to hear something (other than the ringing in my ears) was strong.   

Moved the ‘speakers’ around a little bit. one on one side of the house, the other in opposite corner; sub dead middle between near wall.

I’m sitting here wakin’ the neigborhood up.  I turned my house into one big set of headphones and cranked the shit out of stuff I haven’t heard in awhile.  CLARITY!!!

The ears ain’t what they used ta be, and volume makes up for the loss.   AND, I needed this.  Apologies to any that may have been rudely awakened by it: you’ll live and get over it.

Boston, Hitchin a ride    Tears in my eyes as my soul went back in time 40+years,,,,   JOY LOSS PAIN LOVE

you get it, I’m sure.   Your tune may be something different, but the feelings are there, deep inside, locked up to pull out and examine when the time is right.

That time for me was this AM

and now, its time to get a boat wet and feel the REAL WORLD around me, not this Kabuki theater crap that has been all over the place and nowhere at the same time.     T’ain’t wool that is getting pulled over eyes, but the deth-throes of a machine that should have been dismantled before it was ever built, back in 2001. (talking about the growth that came to be after the Patriot act version 1)     I dunno if we will see the end of it or if it is going to be like a cancer surgery gone wrong: where the cancer comes back with a vengeance and overtakes the host.      

The ONLY good thing coming about: the masks are fully off and the crazy is on full display.    I can only hope more wake up to the nightmare that has been and demand a FIX.  

I am not belittling Trumped 2.0 nor Musk and DOGE,,, BUT, without scouring the regulations with a scraper and bleach, none of thier efforts will last longer than the headlines, never making it into history.  

And there are the carrots they keep playing with: Epstein lists and JFK records,,,,        JUST RELEASE THE DAMNED THINGS AND LET THE PUBLIC DECIDE.    All of this reminds me that INTEL and STATE are the real powers behind the curtain, NOT the ELECTED, the supposed voice of the people.   And the Judiciary is showing a certain amount of extra-constitutional power, really fuggin’ up the mix.

fu’this,,, gotta get a boat wet.  Gonna destroy the good vibes I started this day with if I keep at it.

y’all take care this day and I’ll see you on domestics Sonday.

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Whu’can’I say,,, I’za lazy bastich come winters,,,,  Let that hair flow,,,,     Last hair cut is usually late September, early October, and I let the ‘curls fly’ until the last cold snap of March.

That was last night according to the weather liars.  

Now that I have a fresh head shave, I’ma bettin’ that mama-nature is gonna have a snow storm as a party favor.   Irony can be her forte,,,

I’s freeday, with workin’ hours behind me.   Puttin’ out fires day was on my schedule.   I kinda like those days, other than the driving side of things.   But I get to pick the order and route so’s I can minimize the drive time.    Times long passed, I used to love driving.   Then I got a CDL and grew to dislike it.    Can still drive long distance as needed, safely, without droopin’ eyelids.   Does not mean I enjoy it; at least not like I did when younger and dumber.    A couple Cincy to the left coast runs (and back) and you’ll figure out what I mean.    (OH, and DO NOT take 10 from the right coast to the left coast, unless you are a TOTAL glutton for punishment: AMHIK,,,,)

Tomorrow is looking up for a paddle day.   No plans on kayakamping this round (still waiting on a package from the Zon to complete my plans for such.) but just getting out and paddling for a spell to warm up the soul and stretch out the back and core muscles after a winter hiatus (the first since I started this adventure.  SHOCK!!!)(no excuses either, all in my efforts, or lack of; I have the gear for it, this year was the first where I didn’t have the inclination.  Mehbe its just age, but I doubt it.  There are other kayakers, much older than I, that still get out year round.)   This was also the first year I did not paddle the equinox or solstice days.  

me thinks its time to get back to church and spend time in conversation with the higher powers.

Will still need dry/wet gear but not the full dry suit: the waters are still chilled.  

Time to settle down to the weekend routine, get my mind in order, and convince my body “its ok to relax for a minute now”   No need to rush into a thing at this point.

more later as I find something worth writing about.  

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Where’d the week go?

Spring springin’ out all over,,, buds in the trees can been seen from distance now.   FEELS GOOD!!

‘ceptin’ tonight is back down into the basement for a one night ‘welcome back’ tour.    Was seeing flakes in the air at the jobsite as we were wrappin’ up for the day.  Temps had been falling from the word go and it was getting a might chilly, to say the least.

Spring,,,    Longer days.   More jobs for the J.O.B. which means more hours for your’s truly, which does make me happy (less stress on the finances means more happy me)   AND 

Kayakin’ is getting ‘freindlier’ to the skin and bod.  Less gear needed ‘just to paddle’, and my mental state will improve accordingly.

With the improved mental state, improved work levels, better financial states; the weeks FLY BY and the weekends are never long enough (even when I was doing the ‘Four on, three off’, they weren’t long enough,,, wanted more, (but there is a balance where income loss overrides frivolity.)

As an aside,,, to fill in the imagry of cold weather making a short comeback tour.  When I came home today, EVERY FOUR FOOT was happily in the house and in full hibernate mode.  All three of the puddie-tats and the stinky dawg; in the livin’room and sprawled.  (I knew it was gonna get cold and left the space heater running to maintain the house temps.)   Usually Mama and LB are waiting at the porch for ‘fresh ded kow’, but not today.   ‘Kold out there, Da! feedz us in here!’

Four Foots fed, Hot shower later, and my eyes are droopin’,,,    That was when it hit me, “its thurzday, one more then weekendz, OORAH!!!” 

Like the saying ‘rather look at it than for it’ is a truth, there is also the idea of, ‘Busy days make for short weeks’: and this’un has BLOWN by.   (and it may help some that I am no longer playing chauffer to Burnout,,,,)

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Saw more of the Kabuki theater while visitin’ Da today.    Seems no one can get the story straight about anything now.   The usual leftard media is running amok with their hair on fire, the voices that were feeding them are either silent or no longer have the reins in hand, and the kraykray is in full swing.   Told dad that, IMO, the only way the DNC can make a comeback from this in 2026 is for a complete WORLD WIDE financial meltdown, and even with that, they are going to be climbing UP A CLIFF.   The masks are off and people are waking up to the insanity ENMASS.    There are still the dedicated brainwashed that listen, and those are the ones burning Tesla’s and what not (or are still getting paid to play the latest thing,,,)  but more and more are looking and asking things like, ” How can they be mad that we want waste spending cut to the bone?  “, and when those questions start, the next one is the usual “Cui Bono?” ‘who benefits?’.   I can only hope that line of questioning leads to more and more masks being ripped off and

well, maybe some people getting held accountable,,,,,

Ain’t gonna hold my breath for it though.    As long as the waste gets cut, the fat trimmed, and the actual size of the gooberment cut (A LOT, MORE NEEDED IMO) I’ll be satisfied with this go-round.    More is going to be needed, but with the age of the grift, 4 years ain’t gonna be enough to clean that swamp.

more later, getting the yawnies,,,

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