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Yesteryear

Wednesday, January 1, 2025

January 1, 2025

Yesteryear
One year ago today: January 1, 2024, mill & mine work.
Five years ago today: January 1, 2020, I look the part.
Nine years ago today: January 1, 2016, we’re not scientists.
Random years ago today: January 1, 1977, no predictions.

           Today my generation wakes up and POW! Just like that, 1975 was fifty years ago. Last October 31 was the last of the last of my long-range planning. From here, it’s borrowed time, I suppose. One thing I remind everyone is that for me, 1975 does not seem like yesterday. Those who at least try to live life to the fullest know what I’m talking about. It results in a life that has no time for boredom. History will tell if such a thing is worth recording. I still have plans, but they did not originate in the distant past.
           For example, silver has been hammered back below $30 and Caltier has most of my eggs in their basket, which is still paused. While I will retain some passive income should I live to be 91, that is due to extingencies present today since I’m in no condition to live that long. Good morning. A hearty breakfast for me and the cardinals. No resolutions to report, I mean, why bother? My ex has long since been my favorite but in the big picture, I have not met a decent woman since I got to Florida. At least that was not already taken or in a situation I did not care to deal with for the sake of a relationship. It has been 21 years since I lost my job to Asian working for a third of my salary—but they were still in Indonesia working via satellite.
           This exciting photo is more mahogany stained pallet wood. It is brittle when sliced, so the elastic bands are letting the glue set. Is building boxes the destiny of my hobby time. Not that I’d mind, it involves lots of light exercise and moving around, in some ways a lot of exercise compared to some. I'm a regular athlete by fast food standards. And what other blog would dare to start off the new year with a photo of a chunk of wood held with rubber bands. It's got to be uphill from here.

           A few phone calls to keep my contact list updated. Four-fifths of my telecom these days is e-mail, which I prefer because you answer when you want. Tonio is Valdosta knows to make time next drive through, which could be as soon as next week. Also Bryne in Texax, still kicking and fixing guitars. Actually he upgrades them and flips them. He once had a dozen of the super-Strats from Japan, I remember when west coast guitarists lamented Fender was selling out but turns out the Jap models were superior. Bryne reports his lady is in the hospital over surgery complications. I hate hearing how often that happens nowadays.
           Bryne is also a fan of European cars sold in the USA. He likes the Tourag, or “toe-rag” as the Brits say, which has an 8-speed transmission. But with a $100,000+ price tag, Volkswagens have long since ceased being anything like a “people’s car”. He also reports they require a fuel additive that smells of ammonia, or in his glib style, monkey piss. Last call of the morning was to my estate lady, nothing to report. Is making some changes to her situation that I find encouraging. She likes to follow my antics with music, she knew me for 11 years when I played in the Seattle area. Not a musician herself or a party-goer, she finds the mechanics and goings-on of the music biz amusing when they happen to me.

           Ray-B is out on a date, he’s still fully on the market. I’ll be up that way in a few hours, maybe we can grab coffee and get caught up. He doesn’t play music much since he came down with tinnitus, it is so strange how people get afflictions that harm their chosen trade. Many of the old gang and I used to mention Xmas cards but that has been replaced with one exception. What is the nickname of my estate lady? I think it is LizJohn. She got one card. Most of the snail mail I get are bank statements and a calendar from my lawyer. Last, I talked to Fred, who’s hobby is those acrylic carvings. He’s been working part time at a bakery again, a commentary on the American retirement system.
           Over 50 years since it was know the US tapped undersea communication, NATO has decided to switch from total reliance on cables. They don’t really fix the system, they want a backup of satellite links which are even more insecure—and the links are 1,000 times slower than fiber optic. You’ll get some good views of Mars this month if you get up at the right times to see them, like I used to. NASA currently has five Mars missions in operation. A Judge in Georgia just committed suicide in the courtroom overnight. Sounds like the walls are closing in. California is now enforcing the placement of water meters on wells on private property.

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January skywatcher preview.
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           Take the day off, I ordered myself. Coffee convinced me. I’m finishing the Computronica book, it seems centered on the rumors that the Germans and Japanese hid all their gold in tunnels beneath Indonesian mountains. There is a related rumor that the Marcos found one and that was the source of their taking over the government. Not a good read as the book is three or four simultaneous plots and generations. The main characters seem concerned only with morphine, prostitutes, getting through airport security, and staying ahead of the law. Another documentary on tank warfare, one of my interests, has some actual new combat footage. Or footage that supports the combat narratives.
           The insane story persists that German did not suspect its codes were broken. Rommel’s success was attributed to his independence of action. That is, since he often did not have to seek permission from Berlin, his plans were not transmitted by radio, and thus he took the Allies by surprise. It’s an interesting theory. This is the year Voyager 1 runs out of power for its radio.. Launched in 1977 and how traveling around 39,000 mph, it passed outside the heliosphere in 2012, the first man-made object in true outer space. It cost around $250 million back then, and has a radioisotope power supply that gets too weak around now to send science data, though it may still report engineering data another ten years.
           Later, this picture inserted just for balance. It is one of the desperate moves of the dying administration to create a diversion, this one involving flying saucers. Now ack to our own spaceships.

           The question is, how do they know the spacecraft is still functioning? It works like this, the Sun sometimes ejects mass, which the Voyager can detect. It is 15 billion miles away. So when the Sun acts up, you start your clock. Each way takes 22-1/2 hours, so 45 hours later if you get a report, you are still in business. There’s more proof when I say I read, it isn’t romance novels. We have the first tube sale of 2025, $10. I must fine time to separate the tubes by price, which might be soon as another cold front moves in overnight. Because eBay is more trouble than it is worth over this type of product, I accept most any offer so I don’t have to waste time logging on another time.

           The Neal Protocol. It is the way a shotgun is loaded to ambush soldiers.. The first shell is a slug, the remainder are buckshot. The theory is that the first and most accurate shot is to take out the leader. As the rest panic and run, the buckshot is enough to get them all without pausing much to aim. A           s the January 20 deadline nears, the shooting incidents are ramping up. The MSM wants America to believe the Tesla bomber was a decorated Green Beret White guy six months from retirement. (The “conspiracty theory” is that he was already dead and the truck was driven remotely.)
           Well, I’ll be. Finally, late in life, I’ve finally seen a documentary that criticizes General Montgomery. Just two sentences from “The War Channel” that mentions Montgomery’s nasty habit of assuring all his men the battle would be over in one or two days. Then two weeks later claiming everything had gone according to plan. It worked for him at the time, at least until he tried to pull that prank on Patton, who was really not much better. That’s the one at Caen where instead of admitting his attack was stalled, Mondy tried to claim his strategy was to tie down for Patton to break out in the west. Patton is like, what?

ADDENDUM
           Costco is slammed with a boycott after refusing to abandon its anti-White policies. Let’s watch this one. In New Orleans, “a driver” slammed into a New Year’s crowd, killing at least ten. He crossed Biden’s open border two days ago. Medical tests are finding fibrous blood clots in non-vaccinated patient who have Parkinson’s disease. Turns out Big Pharma has been secretly putting mRNA into the treatment medicines. If you are unfamiliar with “messenger ribonucleic acid”, here’s the easy explanation. Regular vaccines use a weakened form of the disease to trigger your body into producing anti-bodies, a type of protein. mRNA is a lab-grown strand of DNA that is supposed to “teach” your body how to artificially produce the protein. Turns out it is a poor teacher.
           British news covers the story of thousand of “asylum seekers” jamming the airports to go home for Xmas. Tourists in German cities have been warned about going out at night. New info, the New Orleans killer is being called by the MSM “a US Citizen from Texas”. Named Shamsud Jabbar, are regular good old boy. The police quickly covered the ISIS flag on his truck and publicly announced this was not a terrorist attack. The Airbnb where Jabbar was staying mysteriously burned to the ground early the next morning. A Tesla cybertruck just blew up outside a Vegas hotel, too small to be a bomb. More like fireworks from a millennial anarchist on a budget. The fake media were quick to point out it was a Trump hotel, insinuating he was responsible.

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