Dio's WorkshopWelcome 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.
Its spring-like weather outside. Has been all night: temp on the in/out thermometers are 68/80,,,
Huh?
I turned down the wall heater because I have little need of it when the weather is like this. Only thing really ‘running’ is the pilot,,,
That Pilot has kept my house warm all night, JUST the pilot. I could probably light a candle and get similar results.
I knew when I built this house that I wanted TOP NOTCH insulation and it would appear that I have acheived that end.
GO ME!!!
(it also helps that my house is small. Doesn’t take much to heat a small space*.)
T’weren’t cheap though, I can tell ya that. But damned if it hasn’t been worth it. Now I just need to find a smaller (or build one dangit, has welder and cut-off tools) wood stove so I can revert to burning wood and leave the propane for those times when I would like to spend time away, or when I’m whooped and just want a full nights sleep, instead of getting up every few hours to feed a wood burner. No rush, no worries.
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*Other advantages to a small home: you are much pickier about the items you are willing to put up with when space is a premium. You end up NOT loading up on geegaws and gunk that do little or have no reasonable function. I do have mementos, but they are limited in size or where they reside (IE, pictures on walls) Furniture is minimallist, and I do spend much more time out of doors than in, with the exception of winter; when I will ‘hibernate’ and read, not get involved in much more physical stuff.
Cons: comforts are sort of a back burner thing. Large comfy recliners are a no-no when your floor plan is less than 1000sqft. (and I do have plans to set up some eyebolts for an inside hammock for those days where I would prefer a recliner; which is growing on me as the years stack up on the opposite side of life. Nothing fantastic, just a hammock I can set up or take down when not as desire strikes. Might even be nice to have on those truly cold ass nights and be nearer the fires.
Never order something last minute and expect it ON TIME.
Time is the real currency—and once it’s gone, you don’t get a refund.
Don’t sweat the petty shit, and don’t pet the sweaty shit. (thanx B.)
Let go, or get dragged.
The only person that will use the word “Fair” in its proper definition, is a lawyer.
Lawyers are TRAINED to lie, never forget that fact.
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Freeday, (though I did get some hours in) Did some piddlin’round on a project for Brudda B and meself. Hammock ‘stands’ that mount in our reese hitches for car camping. I have one most of the way finished.
I know it’s rather difficult to make out in detail, and it DOES stick out too far currently, but its able to hold my ass off the ground and not fold up like a cheap suit. I will be going with a stouter pipe here soon, those were just peices I had layin’ in the shop. Some small parts need cut from plate to weld up, but it could be functional as it sits right now.
Local news,,,,, All the Easter Lillies are bloomin’ out. Many of the Bradford peartrees are in bloom, and we have a VERY wet weekend on the books ahead. Probably going to use the time for playin’ round the house, and wait just a tad longer before I get back into my paddling frenzy. I was checking out the Dogwood tree at the end of my drive, and it has many small nodules where the blooms will be, and a few of them are starting to split open. Not much longer and SPRING will be in full swing. Much anticipated on my part mind you.
anywhoos,,,,
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March 14, 2025 | Categories: Uncategorized | Comments Off on some simple truths I have learned
Just a long ass day wrapping up a job that HAD TO BE DONE IN ONE SWEEP. Long drive time to and fro so the bosses decided ‘Slam everyone on it and ‘git-r-dun!!!’.’
beat, sore, tired, and a little sunburnt to boot.
shower
bed
in that order
more laters
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March 13, 2025 | Categories: Uncategorized | Comments Off on will post tomorrow, pinky swear,,,,
THAT, was the opening sentence in a conversation with Mal-Cuz’s GF this eve, while I was out lettin’ Voo leave piles of doo in places OTHER THAN my yard. (he is real good about going ‘off-road’ and doin’ his business in the weeds,,, Always has been, but age is creepin in and he has ‘accidents’.)
I almost responded in a highly confident affirmative, but thought better of it. “Mostly, with caveats,,,,”
Well, that got me the dumb-look from the otherside of the bell curve,,,, Had to explain. ” I mean what I say, but you may not always hear what I think. There are times where silence is the best option.
BUT,
I won’t ever talk behind your back or tell bullshit stories about you.”
(and no, I am not talking behind her back,,, I let her know her question started my “writing prompt” tonight.)
Maybe, years ago, I might have done such,,, But my time with my EX and the reasons we fell our separate ways, and some other points of introspection over the last 16 years of voluntary singularity,
To what end? I ain’t gonna fluff your ego, try to undermine you (unless you are really starting to cause issues) and it only causes internal conflicts with myself, IF, It doesn’t get out and cause external conflicts (gossip shit does JUST that,,,,)
Maybe you won’t like what I have to say, in many cases, probably not since truth tends to hurt, (unless I just keep my mouth shut as I have learned around here. Can’t fix stoopid, and there is PLENTY of Stoopid here’bouts.) BUT, you will never be able to say I lied about you.
There was a situation a few years back where I was discussing the J.O.B. with one of our clients. Granted, I was in the wrong for the discussion, I’ll give you that. What I didn’t know: My phone was still on with the bosses.
I caught hell for it. Was even told that some of the things I had said would have gotten me knocked cold if I had said them to their faces.
But when I asked “Was anything I said ‘a lie’ ?”,,,,, SILENCE. They knew I was in the right of the matters I was discussing.
That situation has never been brought up again, but I feel that some many of those ‘issues’ I brought up, have been addressed since that point. Again, I was in the wrong for the conversation from the get-go, but ‘he moves in mysterious ways’ and it DID have a positive effect.
Since then, I don’t discuss the J.O.B. with anyone NOT an agent of such. Not the clients,(with the exception of what I post here, and I try to be obscure with it.) and many cases, not even with other Emps. I keep my council for the bosses,,,, What I will discuss with clients pertains ONLY to the job at hand, information they need to know (like a warranty fix, where we may be waiting several weeks for the parts to arrive.) I have also found it best to ‘play dumb’ in many case: Fact being, I have no idea what the bossmen told the client,,, (don’t undermine the job by ignorant slip of the tongue.)
BUT, the whole prompt got me to thinking: how many people are continually on the sly. It’s obvious from her asking the question, that she DOESN’T mean everything she says. (and there is GOOD reason I have little trust of her, and refuse to let her enter my house for any reason. Conversation from the porch or roadside is ‘good enough’.)
There are days where I really don’t like the majority of the Hooman race: nothing bigoted or ‘racial’, I just don’t like people in general. Those are the days where I am quite content to work in the shop, spend time with my furry workmates (Bearbear is really good about letting me know its lunchtime,,, I wonder why? ;-P ) and let the world revolve around me with not a care of ‘what they are up to’.
Its my weakness,,, and my strength in a way.
See, I am NOT uncompassionate. Fact is, (and every psych book on MBTI will say the same) INTJ’s are SUPER PASSIONATE, but we are also introverted and senstive and our armor is to reserve that compassion to a very SMALL group. Emotional outbursts (from others) induce the feeling of being projectile vomited on, and we sincerely wish to avoid inducing that feeling in others: so we shut down, close up and run the ramparts up HIGH. If you are not part of the ‘group’, we can seem cold, distant, arrogant, snobbish,,,, you get the point,,,,
It took learning that, to see it as a strength. I know now, that the feeling I GET, is not the intention of the projector. I can get over it, (may not like it, but I get it, NOW.) and that has opened me up to friendships I might never have considered in the way back past. (in fact, it has improved the quality of friends I do keep tight.)
And that feeling I described, though I did not know it at the time, was why self and EX are no longer. One outburst and my walls went up, and never came back down fully. Years of that drove the wedge deeper and deeper,,,,
Hind sight is 20/20,,,,,
Live and learn. One bad night should not evolve into a disease or cancer. And now I know the signs. I can’t say I won’t make a similar mistake in the future, but at least I know what it was and could be and if not how to prevent it (I wouldn’t,,, people need to vent.) at least correct the course before it leads to even MORE bad decisons.
Funny how it took me bailing on society to figure out how to work in society, huh? LOL
I may never fit in very well, I have many rough edges and know that my acquired bluntness and straightforward approach throw many for a loop. Thats alright. I figure if they can’t handle that, they probably wouldn’t fit with the group I have found that takes me as I am.
Just wanna go campin’ and forget about the ‘real world’ for a spell. Kayakampin’ even better.
weather is sayin’ no-go for the weekend upcoming. Rain every day starting in the wee late hours friday and not letting up until late sunday.
loverly,,,,
May just set the hammock up on the porch and do some pretendin’. Kids will be confused as F! but hey, they won’t have me leaving them high and dry for days on end either,,,,
all the fun of camping with the option of REAL warm bed if I say ’nuffa-dis’. (I wouldn’t,,, my hammock is actually quite comfy and warm. Just nice having that option there.)
I’ma gonna dig around the webs for awhile tonight and may have something to post up in the AM. till then, enjoy the rest of your muhnday and take care.
Just wasn’t sure what day, and then I woke this morning and found out I had lost an hour of day,,,, MuddaF*@k!
sigh,,,,
ANYwhoooozits,,,,,
I did get a nice kick in the hind end.
That was at one of my put-ins for the river. If that doesn’t scream “SPRING IS SPRINGIN’!”,,, I dunno what does.
And its warm enough to be out of doors and doing the stuff I need to do to my porch. So I is,,,,,
But I wanted to get my little rant out of my system. I do remember how badly this ‘time change’ thing messed us up when I was working the bar/nightclub scene, and the one time I was playing 3rd shift short-order cook at the haus der waffle,,,,(loooonnnnnnnggggg time ago and a completely different universe IMO)
And I ain’t gonna lie: Last weekend campin’,
NOT ENOUGH
My urge to go out and set up a camp is strong right now.
and here in the next couple of weeks is the BEST time to do so. Buggies are still at bay, the krazees tend to shy from the still chilled nights, so you don’t have to deal with those that can’t handle their own thinks and need to cover up the quiet of nature with NOIZE. (don’t get me wrong, I LOVE my music and love it LOUD. Just not ‘out there’. A little background music when y’all are hanging out and talkin’: no problem, but I don’t want to hear it from hundreds of yards away. ” Be respectful of others”, is what I am sayin’. )
Alas, not this weekend. This weekend is in wrap-up mode and its back to the digs of “makin’ ends meet”. Maybe next weekend I can pull an overnight on the lake.(watch it rain me out again LOL)
(strange thought that has been passing my brainium: may even get a fishing license this year and try my hand at ‘self supported’ kayak kamping. I’m not much on fishing, but I do like to eat them.)
damn the DST’s My internal schedule is all outta whack right now. Feels earlier than that clock on the wall says. I did live in Arizona at one point and they don’t force their pop to suffer this time change thing, and I recall it was pretty damned nice: the exception being trying to figure out what time it was ELSEWHERE so you didn’t screw up a long distance phone call and miss their business hours.
And my cats don’t follow what that clock says anyway. I am going to have some disgruntled babbies this week because MY SCHEDULE doesn’t mesh with thiers,,,,
ok,,,, rant over, back to cutting wood and fixing my porch. Y’all take care
Saw post on Utoobies that “Trump declares war” well, he can’t,,, He CAN direct the JCOS to action, but he has 30 days to convince CONgress to declare war,,,, Its not his job to do that shitte. Of course there are some ‘workarounds’ to that 30 day thing, (coff coff police action, coff!) but we have seen how those turned out before.
Alberta Canada wants to become the 51st state of The United States. I say “why the F! not?’* I am sure there are all sorts of sore spots that would need massaged out, and of course Turd-boy Castro will throw hissy fits about it,,,, (* my opinion, Why not go the whole shebang, we are tied tighter than siamese twins as it is now,,,,)
Now this one is FACT:
I have too much shit!!! Time to empty my cup again. I was going through the camp gear and my closet clearing cloths out, and NEVER made it to the porch issue.
I may need to take a weekend and do a road side sale (they are common enough around these parts,) and see what I can unload and make back some money on, not just donate to Goodwill. Camp gear, good stuff: I just don’t see needing 3 tents 4 sleeping bags and lord knows how many campstoves I now have (found three and I am still digging)
BUT, Its satyrday eve, the sun is set, and my world is a might quiet right now,,,,,
It was the early part of the Tweens when the political divisions of the United States reached irreconcilable differences. Ted, a burnt out computer programmer, and Jim, a double amputee combat vet, reverse engineer the pentagons drone program and create a rebel air force. While traveling the country helping others defend what is left of the country, they run afoul a most evil woman intent on creating a serfdom within the country.
A beginner’s guide to going off grid. how to evaluate if you even want to make the attempt. written by the curmudgeonly author of this blog and his dog