TSCLT 12.0: The pantheon hates a pussy 2.0

[Wat_Tyler]

Fucking post went . . . *poof*.


Manu(re) sucks!!!

 

[Bidin~Time]

It has dried up pretty well here, but then I don't live on a hillside so slickery mud isn't generally an issue.

 

[Champakian]

When I first got here, I parked the truck in the grass to make room for the movers.
By the time I gave up and called the tow truck, it was almost in the neighbor's pond.

 

[Bidin~Time]

A slippery slope <nods>

 

[Wat_Tyler]

There be poodles in the drizzle outside.


Still a bit blustery.


I think that I shall go an cut the vegibbles needed for tonight's cooking.

 

[Champakian]

I'm on the edge of creating a killer omelette.

I have lots of fresh cheese.

 

[thør]

We could use some rain to knock the dust down.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Made some killer potato salad. Had that with meat for lunch. Went out and finished the winch installation. That consisted of trimming the mounting plate gizmo and grinding the opening that the cable passes for a bit more clearance. Got that sorted out and the wiring was all that was left. The wires were short for the original hole so Wat made a new one and used a Fernco for a grommet to line it to prevent wire insulation issues and shorts. Bet no plumber ever had such a thought. Then we tried it out juggling the first car here, and it worked like a champ.


The bully poodle and his number one buddy and the lab puppy supervised the winch thing. Bully went through the contents of the back of my truck. I think he inventoried all of it. I definitely seem to be his human.


Actually, I know a guy who calls himself Champ and he don't work for shit, so it outworked Champ like the big dog it is.


Went to see the guy about Dead Ed's dirt. He left the office a bit before closing time. Along with the rest of the staff. We'll try again in the morning. This day is wrapped.

 

[thør]

In Russia, I remember asking what the main course was at one of the many dinners we had during a conference. I was told, "Meat or fish." My colleague asked, "What kind of meat?", to which the answer was, "meat".

 

[Chobham]

Morning folks.

Gratz on the wench Wat.

One more hot and windy day and then a cool down to more normal. No moisture is associated with the cool down. I'll get some yard work done this weekend anyway.

 

[JohnQuillz]

Made some killer potato salad. Had that with meat for lunch. Went out and finished the winch installation. That consisted of trimming the mounting plate gizmo and grinding the opening that the cable passes for a bit more clearance. Got that sorted out and the wiring was all that was left. The wires were short for the original hole so Wat made a new one and used a Fernco for a grommet to line it to prevent wire insulation issues and shorts. Bet no plumber ever had such a thought. Then we tried it out juggling the first car here, and it worked like a champ.


The bully poodle and his number one buddy and the lab puppy supervised the winch thing. Bully went through the contents of the back of my truck. I think he inventoried all of it. I definitely seem to be his human.


Actually, I know a guy who calls himself Champ and he don't work for shit, so it outworked Champ like the big dog it is.


Went to see the guy about Dead Ed's dirt. He left the office a bit before closing time. Along with the rest of the staff. We'll try again in the morning. This day is wrapped.

He calls himself Champ? I sure hope that that would be some sort of childhood nickname, something a grandpa or an uncle would bestow.

 

[Sh1ne0n67]

In Russia, I remember asking what the main course was at one of the many dinners we had during a conference. I was told, "Meat or fish." My colleague asked, "What kind of meat?", to which the answer was, "meat".

Isn't that an old Arkansas joke?

 

[Sh1ne0n67]

I have a driveway alarm. Just a bit ago it started "whining," a high-pitched affair. It had fallen to the floor from the window sill and when I picked it up it was inundated with hundreds of ants, maybe even thousands, so I set it outside with some ant baits (poisons). I've heard of electronic roach motels, but none of them have ever worked.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Happy Friday!!! Slept well enough. The windows are open, which is always a nice touch. Still a bit of congestion and the like but it's down to annoying and far from the dreaded Man Flu Zone.


I did make a wee video of the horse rooting through the back of my truck and caught him as he decided to lick most of the contents. The funny part was that he felt the need to do this. He follows me around as badly as the girlcat does. I asked him last night if he would prefer that he come inside or if I should move my sleeping quarters to the horse house so's he can keep an eye on me. Until the need to graze settlers in, of course.


We are going to relocate the Major Collection car today. Putting it in the other building will improve its protection and provide working space so we can get it on the road. Question is, then how far do we go on the Full Restoration bit. To be determined.


Wat is determined about this coffee.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Hmmm. Anyway . . . .


Home from the morning errands. The two bizness stops were met in both instances with Country Stubbornness. I reckon that's what you call it. The guy with the dirt for sale didn't sound too encouraging and, of course, he has Other Interested Parties. Could be true, could be bullshit. A negotiating ploy. It'd be a damned shame if methheads got in there and burnt the motherfucker down.


It's a purdy day. Gonna get after the rest of this crap here shortly . . . .

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Major Collector Mobile is in its proper quarters now.


The puppy found Fred the barn cat and chased her. Haven't seen her since. Hope she's good.


Gonna nap and then make supper and food for her for after I leave.


Damn departure dates arrive too soon.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Food is in the oven baking. Crockpot is doing its thing.


I bought some apples today and cut them up to feed to poodles. Bully poodle butted his ass into the front of the line as is his style. He ate half a dozen slices and was drooling apple juice and bits and horse spit trying to get more. He almost choked himself, the silly fucker.


It warmed up a bit this afternoon and was sunny. It's cooling slightly as the sun goes down, but this is great. Windows are open and fans are on. Girlcat is watching the world go by out the window.


I think that executor is trying to run a hustle.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Happy Saturday!!! Slept the sleep of the guilt-free exhausted. A bit sore this morning, but not bad. Today is Road Trip to Back East day, so I shall change my name to John Smith accordingly.


It's dark, it's quiet except for a couple of barking dogs., and all is right in Allah's world. Man's world is likely quite askew. No matter, the josh is alight as it always is this time of day. I never got in any shootin', which I usually do while I'm here, but I guess that was just circumstance. A turn of events, as it were.


We'll be back in June.


Coffee right now . . . .

 

[Chobham]

Morning folks.

From the low 80's to the furnace is running again.

Looking at the new 6.8 x 51 Sig Sauer ACX. Maybe Barbie'll buy one and write a review. The SOB better be a miracle rifle, the damn ammo is $4/shot.

Seems like you just got there Wat and now headed back. You need to settle down.

 

[Sh1ne0n67]

I, too, am guilt-free.

I have posited much milder towards the nebulous than Rob/Luk have posted in the specific.

Good morning y'all. The little peepers are faint, but not in numbers. They are the remnants, the frustrated...

 

[Chobham]

Obviously you're not a "favored son."

 

[thør]

The granddaughter has requested chicken for dinner, so that's what it will be. The weather today looks to be better than predicted. I will have to get the deck chairs out of winter storage.

 

[Endrura]

I'm sorry, and I know it violates all the safety rules,
but for a guy, there is no more warehouse fun than the forklift,
especially if the place is big enough to have enough of them to race.
They are a superb way to get up and down and it's a lot easier to ride the load
right to where you're going to place it when precision matters on a stack that is already precarious.

You are not allowed to talk to them or give them ideas!
I'm actually trying to keep them alive long enough to finish training them to take over so I can retire.
Although I might be open to forklift racing, but I want the diesel.

 

[Endrura]

Never seen a minute of that show.


They take their sterilization process very seriously there. That's what this morning's training is all about. It's a shower-n/shower-out facility and she can't feed her horses before she comes in on work days.


Speaking of, I had a nice visit with Alpha yesterday. He comes to see me and to pay homage, apparently. Too bad that he doesn't pay tribute, too, but I have no idea where I'd spend horse poop.


The next door neighbor (the guy who helped on Tuesday) is starting some organic farming/gardening thing and comes to muck the barn for what he can harvest, so that's good.

I loved that show, I used to make the kids watch it so they knew there were worse things than schoolwork.
And we have a lot of hobby size farms doing the organic thing, the people in Toronto pay ridiculous prices for the stuff.

 

[Endrura]

In Russia, I remember asking what the main course was at one of the many dinners we had during a conference. I was told, "Meat or fish." My colleague asked, "What kind of meat?", to which the answer was, "meat".

I know she wasn't Russian but my grandma would have given the same answer.