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Home. I kept waiting for the riots, but there weren't any.


Oh yeah, they all hadda go to work.


Have you noticed that new mini blinds don't have pull cords to raise and lower them any more. You simply lift the bottom rail and the blind goes up. And it stays put where you stop pushing. And yoy simply pull it down and it stops where you stop. Right, until it breaks. Who the motherfuck thought this was/is a good idea? And we haven't gotten any direction if they're ADA compliant.


This building is going easier.


 
Like you say, sounds like a good idea until they break. Then you need new blinds. But wait, that style isn't available anymore so you have to replace them all. A Marketeer's dream come true.

Light at the end ot the tunnel?
 
Or a Mousekateer . . . .


I think we're getting our system together. Some of our subs really seem to have hit the staffing target and are on board to getting shit done. Of course, we have Baby Bro Yo, and he plays outta the I formation. But he got a sound talking to from the PM today. Maybe he'll straighten up and fly right. He fucking needs to staff up.


I mentioned the dead bears I saw on the road shoulders last Sunday, but I forgot to say a thing about the '48 Ford ragtop tooling home. It was getting dark, and we were in the slow part of the road going past the two larger towns in that area. He had lousy tips on his duals - too restrictive in order to be stylish - but it did have a nice burble. Impossible to tell if it was a flattie or a later engine. Looked good. Older couple in it.


Bedtime shortly . . . .


 
A young man I knew had a '48 Ford convertible, red it was. Totally stock and in pristine condition. His father had given it to him. Took him 2 years to trash it. What a waste.

Glad to hear the 'band' is starting to play together.
 
Happy Thursday!!!


Looks like we get some rain starting later this afternoon. I can hardly wait, I must say. Wait, I'm lying. Looks like we may get a few flakes mixed in with it tomorrow night.


I bought a batt'reh trim nailer on the company dime last night - with the PM's approval, of course. That will make things simpler for the odds-n-ends trim bits I do, not having to drag the compressor and hose around. Of course, I may have to drag a hammer-n-set with it in case it doesn't countersink the nails sufficiently, but that's a small price to pay. I hope the experiment works.


It's almost like Xmas in November . . . .


 
A young man I knew had a '48 Ford convertible, red it was. Totally stock and in pristine condition. His father had given it to him. Took him 2 years to trash it. What a waste.

Glad to hear the 'band' is starting to play together.



Howdy!!!


I think that it's human nature that we take care of most that which we worked and scrimped and saved to acquire, and we tend to dog most that which Dad gave us.


Of course, there was that car my parents gave me. dad borrowed it and brought it back with a parking lot dent in the driver's front fender . . . and that was that. It was my dent then. There would have been Hell to pay if I'd said, "how's about next time you take a fucking cab."


The Band is up to adequate. I'll be more pleased when they're up to rock star status, but that may never happen. I'll settle for One Hit Wonder . . . .


 
Watching/listening to teh squabbles over this past erection remind me of two lesions in a pissing contest over which one is going to be in charge of eating the brain and killing the patient.


Of course, the basic rule of disease mutation is to mutate into something which makes the host sick but doesn't kill it, thereby insuring its survival and propagation.


Ergo, our politicians aren't as smart as a herd of bacilluses . . . .


Off to kick the weasels in the nuts . . . .

 
Happy Thursday!!!


Looks like we get some rain starting later this afternoon. I can hardly wait, I must say. Wait, I'm lying. Looks like we may get a few flakes mixed in with it tomorrow night.


I bought a batt'reh trim nailer on the company dime last night - with the PM's approval, of course. That will make things simpler for the odds-n-ends trim bits I do, not having to drag the compressor and hose around. Of course, I may have to drag a hammer-n-set with it in case it doesn't countersink the nails sufficiently, but that's a small price to pay. I hope the experiment works.


It's almost like Xmas in November . . . .



I knew a trim carpenter that carried around a small CO2 tank to run his air nailer.
 
The weasels are keeping me busy, it's too early to sleep and too late for more coffee. I have the wee one tomorrow and she is going to go with me for lunch with my eldest. I already packed some colouring books and assorted supplies so she should have fun. I'd cheer for the approaching weekend but I work this one.
 
Home. Grazing in.


Did a bit more Retail Therapy on the way home. Dropped a hundred and a half on assorted supplies-n-tools at the blew bocks store and then went to Wallie's for a couple of food stuffs and bought a fuzzy winter shirt. Looks like Teh Coldz arrive this weekend.


I, too, have seen nailers operated from compressed air tanks, like Anton Chigurh's cattle killer. But you still have the tank and the hose. I'm trying to lose some shit along the way. The new nailer is a bit heavier than I thought.


I hope that lunch with the kids was as delightful as possible. May Allah smile down upon them . . . .


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Happy FAPtastic Friday, for those for whom this applies. Happy Friday to the rest of us.


The rain is circling around out there (like some heavy metal fruit). Looks like wet all day and then turning cold tonight. The painters will struggle this weekend.


Dawn should be out tonight, if I guess correctly, so there will be an attempt at a sighting. We shall see. Certainly something to look forward to.


Just another working weekend in our sleepy little mountain town . . . .


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Oh, I forgot to mention yesterday. As I was driving southwest yesterday on the intertstate going to work, I saw a large thing on a truck which caught my eye.


Flatbed. Looked military. Looked not like ours.


Then it hit me, it looked like a Panzerkampfwagen IV. Those were the basic platform for so many weapons and the most lergely produced model of the war.


At least, my mind thought it had enough coffee to make that diagnosis.


 
Morning Wat.

Rain and paint don't mix very well. Oh well.

It's service the transmission weekend. Easy job even if somewhat messy.
 
You're right, it is a PZKW !V, but you are also wrong in that I think "The Band" was a three-hit wonder....
 
This may very well be true, but Im thinking, take a load off, up on cripple creak and Virgil Cain, three songs that pretty much every one knew, even if they didn't know the name of "The Band."


:D ;) ;)
 
Go down, Miss Moses, ain't nothin' you can say . . . .


Home. Early. Gonna rest up a bit and then get up and tart up and go out trolling for Dawn and hope for a tit-peek. She seems to bundle up when it gets cold, and it's getting cold, so . . . . :(


Spent the day hanging doors and trying to get shit sorted out. Baby Bro Yo just ain't gittin' it done, but we're still wed to the fucker. Then came a rumor about my having to wander back to the coast for yet another scrap of Teh St000pid. They claim that I'm not done with my list. I claim they are lleno de mierda.


We shall see . . . .


 
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