Saturday, December 31, 2005

it creaks. it moves. it's ALIVE!

Well, most of it. Some parts have fallen off but what the heck, got some good milage outa the old bod all these years! A couple of the first days this week were rough on the Kleenex supply and issnot over yet but what the hell. It was my turn anyway.

Guy, I had to re-adopt the little wolfie out. He's a fine pup but his mother and sibs were within howling range. We (the donors and I) thought that at his young age and still being a weanling that had, as his best trick, not falling on his chin all the time, would not climb a hill, decend into the jungle, cross a creek and a morass, then climb another jungle-coated hill. Wrong. Fence-climber first class. Bee-line. ~1/4 mile of terrain that I walk with the help of a staff. Wolfies are somewhat different dawggies. Better adoped out now rather than possible serious troubles down the line. Just for giggles, I know a fella that put up a rather expensive chain link fence with the inward curved security panels to keep his Chihuahua from becoming roadkill!

Good stuff; finished up a project using technology that was obsolete back when I was a virgin! Hell, part of it was old-tech when my grandad was! Admittedly it needed an assist from newer "stuff" (Viagra for the electronic world? ;o), works great. I'm tickled. Now I need 4 - 0.068 mFd, 250 volt film capacitors to build the useful version. $15 minimum plus $5 shipping (UPS what will inevitably send to the fella that shoots dawgs unless LARGE RED LETTERS request delivery only at this addy is printed on the label. The parts are 28 cents each. Got to wait until I need other stuff.

Yesterday was the first day since the green snots that I was up to reasonably heavy work. Jungle plumbing. Patch the patch that replaced the patch required by 13 July, 2000. Smilax vines thicker than ticks on a July hound. Got 'er done and when I went to shower last night, my old legs that were covered with my heaviest denim looked like I'd been fighting bobcats. Fred and I cut a path through true Southern hell one week 27 years ago. This'll need some serious work before it turns into the same. BTW, Florida jus' LOVES to grow stuff that likes to not much care about hairless monkeys...

Southern hell is the transitional zone between old growth forest and field land for those that haven't "enjoyed" such. Unused lanes down into swamp abodes are rapidly re-assimilated into the borg by such vegetation.

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These last couple of days have been just slightly less than awesome. Frosty in the morning, coming close to where the rich Floridians set their thermostats in the Summer! Actually, this afternoon I just sat down on the ground and admired a sky one rarely sees and that was one so intensely blue as to appear polarized. Lost most of an hour and forgot what it was I was supposed to be doing. When I run out of things that need doing, get the hole ready! Even the Rimasaurus was besotted with this day.

I've improvised a machine that costs little for removing mold from houses that have been damaged by humidity or flooding. Been thinking about it for most of 8 years, kinda been forced into either building it or abandoning this old earth shelter. Looog story that won't be re-written now. Got most of the parts gathered 2 days ago and finished the last of the assembly and testing this afternoon before going out to admire God's handiwork. Tomorrow will be too busy with other needful things to do much serious with it, may get a couple of hours early for 2 final measurements. This will be a true acid test and if Sunday afternoon's usage shows comfort of use (I'm somewhat crippled) and low clogging maintainence, I'll make a second unit's add-on parts and have a friend photograph them for a web page. Total parts for the doodad run under $100 and can be found even in Bugtussle. IF I'm happy with it, I'll write it up and basically it is just a very high recovery vertically usuable recycling vacumn cleaner. The solution required for stripping fungi is hideously nasty to breathe. Works like a pearl, cheap, available in Bugtussle, and also, if mixed into latex paint at a ratio of around a half-cup per gallon will stop fungi in a cave (tested).

Supper is ready. Cooked Chicken a la King on the wood stove tonight. I cooked the gravy separate as I made enough to make a couple of pot pies to be baked for easy meals later. It's only 39 outside, just got the burr under the saddle to fire the old thing up as I really do like cooking on a wood stove! Might make a big fluffly omelette on it in the morning.

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Many hours later.. It is a nice comfortable snug night with full bellies, just enjoying the quiet. Fart Blossom (Rima's new name) drug the rug under the bed again whilst I was cruisin' through the last 5 year's worth of monthly CD's. Yep, I back up each month and do an annual. Learned a hard lesson after a couple of whacks. Besides, a friend wanted me to see if I had stored a particular mil video that seems to have vanished. There was a copyright prob when it was released. So far no good and I'm up to December, 2004. Lots and lots of good stuff and if a shrink ever got holt of me, she'd know perzactly my attitudes just from the savings! I've known, didn't realize it is so obvious in what hits the "save" files. Amusingly enough, the content has very little to do with it.

On Rima's new name; she farts. She drags the rug under the bed. It soaks through the box springs and mattress of my old Pennsylvania mortuary bed. Lingers. I DO occasionally feed her "good stuff" that quite often includes a fair amount of beans, onions, and as you know, dawgs don't do a decent job of digesting such. Kinda like yer old man.

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I found it! 13 MB of pretty well done wmv. Soundtrack is all ACDC starting with "Highway to Hell"! The Fart Blossom doesn't much care for ACDC at max. Hell, that's the only way to listen to them! ...preferably from a different state but...

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Found that and 3 more. Got one missing with the Los Bravos soundtrack. ...~30 minutes, found it. QuickTime, therefore unfortunately not savable to another CD w/o sending money of which I now have exactly $12.89 until January 14th IF I get paid which is not looking too likely. Yeah, I'll just crossload it. Tedious. I like my beans all in one field.

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All the videos have been succsessfully transferred, the giant beagle has been rotated in such a way that the rug (becoming a rag) now has her snout under my bed, and I've given up my morning 'maybe's'. Been invited to church again for Sunday Service (last afternoon). Love them all dearly. I'm a failed Lutheran pastor, lost interest for various reasons in 1966. Got 3 months?

Kinda more than tired and kinda enjoying a minor foul-up that would give you a smile, lots of music off the broadcast radio, and Lard Butt (formerly known as Rima). Why she rejects all folk but me is just wierd. I think I've finallaly figured it out. My good neighbor gave me a bit of disturb most of 2 months ago. He gave me another patch yesterday. Poor Ebie got beat before being shot. Rima was a 6-month weanling and she wasn't occupying a green zone. Rima was a 6-month pup, probably took whacks.

Gonna get Winter for length soon. It'll be another hurricane windfall woodload and I do have help if I call for it. Been there!

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