One year ago today: October 20, 2023, biscuit joiner etc.
Five years ago today: October 20, 2019, blissful silence.
Nine years ago today: October 20, 2015, from age.
Random years ago today: October 20, 2012, few silver mines.
Another day in paradise, the windows are all open and silver is heading for $34. It’s exactly 70°F and I’m waiting for some other neighbor to make the first loud noise. Today we clear out the scooter lean-to for sure. I’m taking down the old shooting gallery to recycle the posts for the damaged fences. It is dead silent again, not even traffic over on Main. Later, it is already past 10:00AM and zero activity So I’ll tell you the gossip about last night.
The club is toast. Soon the only people making any money there will being to experience declining revenues and they will leave. I point out what they did is not in any way malicious. That is the competitive nature of the occupation in the big city where they are from. That 22 is this is not the big city. There is a delicate balance of affairs and that has been upset. But, let’s talk about the show. I walked in to find 7 people where there should be 70, and recognized only one person. Usually I don’t sing when the room is that empty, but there was a new couple not seen before.
They kept doing duets and they were pretty bad. Stop right there, I am not criticizing their music. What I mean is they have not put in the time and after age 24, there is no excusing that. Bad mic dynamics, poor presentation, unpracticed harmonies, the telltale signs of not having done their homework. Nothing wrong with that, lots of people treat Karaoke like it is amateur hour. This activity invites comparison and so it did. The barmaid was off duty so we did our dramatic version of “Jackson”, we’ve had plenty of practice.
The odd good show is not going to save that club. There is room for a Texas-style working class pub in this city but the population base of 65,000 will not support two. The owners must begin the long climb back to home-town appeal or somebody is going to come along. As it stands, the club is trying to be ten or fifteen years into the future, when the next generation becomes the supporting clientele. And that is iffy, considering alternatives are being legalized everywhere.
Remember the big uproar and banning of smoking in the late 1900s? The American Cancer Society has tacitly admitted they made up all the stats on second-hand smoke. England, Italy, and Japan have announced plans to build the next-generation fighter jet. Hasn’t this been tried many a time before? Even NASA is fed up with Boeing’s Starliner, dumping it in favor of the SpaceX offerings. Since the NASA-Boeing pork-barreling stretches back decades, you just know something big is out of kilter. Remember NASA’s Artemis moon flight? A hundred billion dollars gone already and no results. (That’s 30 times as much as Apollo 11 would cost today.)
You’ve not heard of CHAPEA, but it is another stab at duplicating life on Mars with four people in a 3D printed They stopped taking applications last April, but the chosen crew are all between 30 and 35. This is the second of three trials and NASA is very tight-lipped about the results. However, I suspect they are not good, as once again the applicants were allowed to self-assess. What was the name of that Habitat test in Arizona where the people were at each other’s throats within a week? Letting people self-assess their personality is like asking your kid brother if he is smarter than you.
The first test ended in June. If it had been a success, I’m sure we’d have heard about it. Instead, NASA will only say that they are confident “the obstacles can be overcome”. Ignoring the importance of Mars, NASA plans to crash another spacecraft into that asteroid. And Trump just shifted Harris’ orbit by actually working as shift at McDonald’s.
Another close coincidence? Y’days laff was a picture of a fat Victoria’s Secret model. That woketard event was first mentioned a year go plus one day. Since it’s too much, my theory is that somebody who publishes a lot on-line has a calendar that repeats when they run out of material. Somehow this blog picks it up.
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By noon it is still quiet, however experiencing tiredness from last day, I opted for some research time. This is where I usually find the trivia I pass on and one survey asked about favorite all-time song lyrics. My word, are people that wrapped up in their sorrows? My favorite is an old Raider’s line, “I can still recall when you told me I was all.” Next, they asked what the first attractive thing you notice in the opposite sex and it’s pretty obvious the people knew they were being watched. Smiles, hair, that kind of crap. Me? Unless she has a slim waist and proportionate curves, I don’t notice anything else. Hard-wired.
By 5:00PM my condition has not changed. Rather than push the envelope, I’ll putter for an hour and set up the deer cam right. Stick around for what we find and I see during the hurricane days I managed to drink 35 or 36 cups of coffee. You’d think I was back at the old office. Two and a half hours later, it’s dark. I put another layer of oak stain on the next box and slapped together a smaller box for my small electric screwdriver. Things still get lost around here at an astounding rate. That’s because I have a messy work bench. Only tools are put back where they belong, most of the time. That’s why I never sprung for one of those roll-top desks with all the cubby holes. It would just create that much more mayhem. Now I’ve lost my box of fine sandpaper.
Learning as I go, each challenge brings on the next and I see now that staining, particularly light stains, shows I’m not very good at sanding. I follow directions closely and use the old pencil trick. Yet when the stain dries I can see saw marks, scratches,missed rough spots, and too often marks from where I just sanded before. The neighbor was over, he’s having the same kind of day. He paints in his shed and I’ve notice my air compressor sounds louder over there than standing in my work shed. I’ll see to fixing that shortly. The deer camera is set up, but from what I can see, it was set right.
ADDENDUM
Check the calendar, it has been 14 days since my shoulders loosened up. Very noticeable when reaching for things. Rumors are China is embarking on a silver-buying binge. Just before midnight, silver passed the $34 mark.
