October 18, 2024

Yesteryear
One year ago today: October 18, 2023, a pitcher of beans.
Five years ago today: October 18, 2019, quality & thickness.
Nine years ago today: October 18, 2015, I bought a Daisy.
Random years ago today: October 18, 2014, warp or no warp.

           Strange blog coincidences, you only hear about the exact anniversaries. There are an equal number of near misses. For example, the welder that just came back into the picture was purchased this week in 2014. Today we made up a week’s supply of boiled spuds and carrots as I delay getting going with the yard work. Then some chicken into the potato water, with some chili powder. I rarely use chili powder except to make boiling things smell even better. A beauty of a day, I may even start clearing the scooter lean-to as I need the work space for other things and it has one of the most leakproof roofs I’ve ever installed.

           I stepped out onto my doorstep at dawn, stretching in the sun. Imagine, middle of October and I’m able to walk through my secluded yard in my skivvies, check the birdfeeder, and unload the dryer. Where I was raised, you’d need a parka by now. It dropped to 74°F inside the house overnight, I was curled up in a light comforter. Here’s your picture confirmation that mice will eat hand-made candle wax. My second cup of coffee says I might just go downtown for the heck of it. Eight years here and I’ve never gone out to dinner or shopped anywhere really but the Thift and the lumber yard. Except like for groceries, I mean. I’m taking the van in Monday morning to have that sputtering sound checked.

           Today my plan was to test the 12V power socket on the quarter panel. It should be controlled by the ignition key, but mine seems dead. (Instead I opened the bedroom windows to a perfect day and fell asleep all afternoon. Ah, retirement.) The specs say this van is good for 200,000 miles, meaning until 2029 with my driving habits, but the specs confirm that lousy 18mpg I get is consistent with the performance of this make and model. The fun part is the manuals show how to access the interior fuse box near the steering wheel, but my van does not even have the panel. The dash where it should be is one solid piece.  &
nbsp;         It never took me long to dislike on-line forums. They are proof a picture is worth a thousand words. It’s idiocy to try to write out paragraphs of directions where a simple photo would do the trick. There I was, trying to find that fuse panel from a verbal description. It has to be there, so tomorrow I will crawl under and find that sucker. Wait, what’s that noise? A we got us another little mouse. He’s the smart one, chose the live trap. Where there’s one, well, let’s say I can’t wait to catch them one at a time.

           Nothing groundbreaking today, though I will let you know if Taylor drops by. The top story this AM is that meat cleaver I found in the Hyundai. I never used one before and now it has become one of my most used. Love the way you can use the blade to scoop up half a pot of fixings in one motion. It’s confirmed, the owners of 7/11 will continue to shut down stores that get looted and the nogs are screaming mad over it.
           Silver reaches a ten-year high at $33.92. The Texas National Guard is shooting rubber bullets at illegals, something they would not be doing if they thought Trump would lose. Too little, too late, I say fire all national guard who followed illegal orders. The MSM is howling that Trump “backed out” of an NBC interview, when in reality their audiences were just too small for him t bother. How about that guy who bought a lifetime first-class ticket on American Airlines in 1987 for $250,000? (They canceled his ticket 21 years later after 10,000 flights cost them over $20 million.)
           Weird, the MSM is also claiming Harris views outnumber Trump by two-to-one, but the numbers are astronomically unbelievable. One part that rings true is her botched anti-Trump interview, where most of the views came in after the reports of her bad performance were aired. Europe is swaying toward more mass deportations. Trump openly told the Bloomberg editor that he’s [the editor] been wrong all his life. In Lancaster county, 180,000 new Trump voters have appeared among the Amish.

           Here is a photo blooper. The State Media has been crowing about Harris’ gigantic crowds, but showing only close-ups. One of the photos shows a full scene at her latest Michigan rally. You can see how small the crowd really is, but in the background, you can also see the busses used to haul them in. Whoops! For the record, these are homeless people who fully admit they have been paid $300 to participate. Your tax dollars at work. Ah, some say, the law prohibits the use of tax dollars in political campaigns. True, but the Democrats have had 40 years to set up a complicated system of non-profits to conceal the activity.

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Atacama sale desert.
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           The Reb got me on the phone for an hour again. But this time we were mostly just chatting. Her car needed a new alternator, stuff like that. Cancel my planned holiday surprise, it just can’t happen. Plus the outcome of the election is overshadowing everything as reports of voting machines already changing ballots come pouring in. The Demtards are actually going to try another steal. I was never much interested in politics before Trump arrived, but I was always against the use of databases for evil. Rumor is Trump registered Trump voters are receiving threatening letters to the effect of “we know where you live”.

           For the longest time, I used to blame myself. Why do I need things that other people don’t have a clue exist? Could there possibly be that many stupid and uneducated people in America that they cannot follow even the most accurate description? Here is your proof the item is neither rare nor fictitious. They are called button flashers or button blinkers.

           A simple bimetal plug that fits into a light socket that, when you replace the bulb, causes the light to flash. I need it so I don’t forget the compressor switch is on, Don’t get me wrong, I don’t expect others to know everything just because they work in a store that sells the stuff. But that stunned-ape inability to even visualize what you mean is just inexcusable. Bubba, honest, I did not drive over to your store, park, and walk in just to pull your leg.
           We used to use one of those plug adapters to the stereo at dorm parties. If anybody showed up blasted, we’d pretend we never heard the stereo keep cutting out. Man, are you ever stoned! Anyway, I find out although it is still advertised, it is click bait still on their website. Lowe’s has not sold them for years. That’s because I need one. They are a $4 item, you can get them on eBay for $26. I found a store in Sarasota, but that is a 200 mile round trip.

           Ha, seven of the eight electricity plants in Cuba are on the fritz and guess who they are blaming. The USA of course, because of the 1958 embargo. The Cubans calculate the world will have forgotten it is not a political or military embargo, but an economic one. All Cuba has to do to lift the sanction is pay for all the US property they confiscated. That ain’t gonna happen so they play the underdog. Due to non-re-exporting treaties, they can’t buy spare parts through other countries, either. Although some trade is now allowed at the humanitarian level, the big stuff is their problem.

ADDENDUM
           Did you see that horrifying story about the drug addict declared brain dead, but began moving and twisting as they went to harvest his organs? The staff reports this situation is rare but quite a part of the procedures. What gets me is where is the dividing line? And with the rotten caliber of today’s doctors, who makes the decision. It appears not the doctors assigned to do the cutting, as they had to openly refuse to proceed. The report also states that legally brain dead traumatizes the staff, who regard breathing and crying as signs of life.

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