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Apparently, we're shutting down the job at 12 noon on Wednesday the twenty wonth. Works for me. Might even be able to get home by sunset, insh'Allah.

A half day before long weekend? Will anything actually get accomplished?

Looks like I get a cold T-giving day at home. It'll be warmer here than there, according to the Genius Prognosticators of Clouds-n-Sun. I guess we'll see, but it would have been nicer if it was to be nicer.


More trim today. Just another day cuttin' wood and gunnin' nails. Easy enough.

Looking to be pleasant at the cabin. Got #2 child hauling up some lumber for some loft railings and roof trim for the outhouse. It's time to replace the blue tarp with some nice green tin.

Safe travels for those traveling. As we say here in the hills, Watch for critters. :)

We have the black ice to deal with this year and are using a mixture of old and new technology along with just being fucking careful to deal with it. The siped ice tires have a special rubber compound mixed with walnut shells for traction and that's augmented with some carbide tire studs. I haven't ridden in a car with walnut shell tires since I was a little kiddo.
 
Our bear season just closed. No one seems to like bear meat but me. Chili, stew... grind it with pork butt and make brats...

Black bear meat from a location where there are no salmon carcasses to eat is pretty good.

No closed season at my cabin for the black ones and the limit is 3 per year. Season is Aug 10 - June 15 for the brown ones and the limit is 2 per year, no harvest ticket required.
 
A half day before long weekend? Will anything actually get accomplished?



Looking to be pleasant at the cabin. Got #2 child hauling up some lumber for some loft railings and roof trim for the outhouse. It's time to replace the blue tarp with some nice green tin.



We have the black ice to deal with this year and are using a mixture of old and new technology along with just being fucking careful to deal with it. The siped ice tires have a special rubber compound mixed with walnut shells for traction and that's augmented with some carbide tire studs. I haven't ridden in a car with walnut shell tires since I was a little kiddo.

Ya'll are gonna be somewhat busy.

I have never heard of walnut shell tires!
 
Home. Getting ready to hit the showers and dress and go to the meeting house and see what's for supper. They have been threatening this for several weeks now. I think I have the night correct. Maybe the life support system for big tits will be there.


So my other friend Carolyn is adopted. Several months ago, she got serious and started looking for her birth mom. Spitting in test tubes and mailing them off, looking online, making some contacts with people who do this kind of thing - she's been diligent and done all that shit. Found her, and then sent her a registered restricted letter.


Mom signed for it today. Two hours later, she called. They chatted for 90 minutes or so. Turns out they were both looking for each other. It could not possibly have gone better.


I don't think I've been happier for someone to this extent in quite a while. Bravo, DNA!!!


 
Well, I'm almost organized for the trip. Not much more to do than to load up my clothes and the guns I'm taking with me. The car is all checked out and running like the proverbial top so I'm good to go it seems.
 
Especially since, if I ignore the CDC warnings and use the romaine lettuce I bought the other day, I could make everyone sick.

No bar chili...no romaine salad. I haz a sad.
 
Romaine? I thought gagula or whatever was the 'go to' green these days.

We can't all be all metropolitan

Oh, you've gone and "done it" now.


When she yells at you . . . .


And almost on a holiday, no less.


I gotta run off and hide. I'll come back later and clean up.

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Can you believe it? I'll never stay off Santa's naughty list with all this actin up.

I hope the happeh I haz for Carolyn and her new found parent-type person will off set any inappropriate holiday behavior with Santa.
 
Happy payday Wednesday!!! This batch of bills is paid, save for two. Both can wait until Friday. And they're sitting at home on the computer table and aren't here for me to read.


Yes, we like Carolyn's story especially for this time of year. Her mom really went through some shit for being a naughty knocked-up high school girl.


I trust that Allah is dealing with those people in his Own Manner.


Half a day and then off for four. Thanks be to Allah . . . .


 
Morning Wat.

Having some 'wake me up' coffee here before I finish loading and turn the key. Or turn the key and finish loading depending on the temp.
 
I do know that feeling.


A damned cold front is blowing in tonight, or is blowing in now with the wee drizzles we've been having.


So tomorrow is forecast to be record cold perhaps.


Which kind of knocks my plans in their collective teeth. Again. FML . . . .


 
I didn't get my chili deliveries made last night. I started day drinking, which turned into night drinking. Then I won a Golden Boy at the legion and went out on the smoking porch to shoot beer cans with it.

As an aside; they put security cams out there so you can't pee off the porch anymore.
 
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