One year ago today: August 16, 2024, electionpox.
Five years ago today: August 16, 2020, I know better.
Nine years ago today: August 16, 2016, five years collaboration.
Random years ago today: August 16, 2015, one million per raid.
It’s a late start today, but compared to what others get done around this town in a given day, nobody will notice. A breakfast feast (rice, onions, celery, cubed pork) meets my food mention requirement. Don’t forget coffee. We’ll find something if only because my “steroid” aches are disappearing at the projected rate of 8% per day, my estimate. And the wonderful aroma is a curry-garlic-ginger sauce I make instead of high calorie sweet & sour. Good morning. Oh, was a late with the birdseed? Did I mention the grandparents are still visiting the yard. Just visibly slower and chirping less.
This design does have wings and those are tilt-rotors, so it has some lifting surfaces. I predict as usual these will be a boon to those who can afford it, but once it reaches the masses, it will create its own mess just like the taxis they are supposed to replace. Normally, these don’t take off in place, but benefit from a short forward roll. Few people are aware of drone laws now in place. They prohibit such things as large gatherings of drone operators and penalties for flying your drone out of line-of-sight.
How would you like another little trip? The last two jaunts have not used the budget and other than a new jig saw, I’ve nothing planned. Think fast, we don’t want this blog to focus on boxes and benches. Um, actually, we do, [for stats show that] it would seem keeping up reports on such items is a popular topic. Or I’d like to think it the boxes, since I doubt it is my sparkling personality. The blog that dares to go where no blog has gone before.
Here’s the CD jacket of “No One Knows”, fair warning so you can avoid this horrid production. Unless you are an avid Danielle Steele fan, this story is not for you. It plumbs the depth of the paranoid, scatter-brained, neurotic female class that self-trained from birth to avoid any accountability for their own bad actions or decisions.
In this book, naturally, a man who can have anything he wants is scrounging the lesbian coffee shops for unstable, confused part-time waitresses to counter-balance the Alpha-ness that has ruined his own love-life. Such men need an irritable, strung-out locopath to help in their quest for the true meaning of existence.
The tall wire tubular birdfeeder, the one hyped for peanuts, I don’t know. The first layer of shells block the birdies from the interior ones. But I have noticed larger birdseed can be pecked at—but with the same issue. I got to thinking, what if, when I cut the feeder in half, I don’t hang it perpendicular? I’m just speculating here. What if I put it on a horizontal roller? Like a paint brush. The mesh is too small for squirrels and if the feeder rotates, either from the birds or weight of seed, that would keep exposing fresh seeds.
That’s after we check for news. Silver is around $38, meaning you might have doubled your money in ten years. More rumors of a change to digital currency, but I don’t know enough about the workings to cash in—and the on-line gobbledy-gook does not improve on that. I go on auto-suspicion when 99% of the articles are positive or some obvious goofs lucky streak.
Argh, by late morning I’m immobile again, but am now reading the chapters of Chinese people landing in in the Americas before Europeans. I’d say the evidence is conclusive, although much of it has alternative but less plausible explanations. The wreck of a ship near Sacramento and body armor found with tribes that did not know metallurgy. It makes sense, as the Europeans were looking for places to settle, while the Chinese were seeking civilizations they could subjugate. They would have found nothing worthwhile. The presence of porcelain and rice is too common for pure chance.
There are gaps in this theory, for sure. Like how the “white man” diseases wiped out all the natives. Most of these diseases got to Europe from places like China. Yet, when the Chinese went directly to America, there is no sign of plague. Some sources even say the Chinese died as fast as the Indians. I dunno about that.
Wyoming Hotel Luxury Diner.
Remember to use BACK ARROW to return to blog.
Here’s more mushroom gummies. We’ve had these before, they are berry-flavored and more gummy than mushroom. They are claimed to improve memory, but I forgot to pick any up since last time. I’ve made a decision tomorrow to go on a short trip for a look-around and use the cash saved to get a cordless jig-saw. It has to meet my standards, but even if these battery models always wear out, I don’t use them often enough for that to be a problem.
The lawyers and studios involved to not know who I am. But a heart attack brought me down at the height of my earning power and I have stayed at that nothing level ever since. Well, nothing compared to what I had underway. I have plenty compared to some joker with a remote in one hand and his ninth sandwich of the day in the other. This is now one of the most serious endeavors of my life and musical success is something I’ll only know by proxy.
The original projections were hand-written and probably lost by now. They covered a seven-year period, matching roughly the American business cycle. From age 51 to 57 I was to cash in on my peak earning years and knock down a minimum of $4 million profit. I would have remained in the trailer court because all of the money was slated for infrastructure, the needed resources to keep me afloat for what came after that. I had just enough in the bank to carry me over the “incubation period”, I was planning to quit my day job on February 15, 2005. It’s documented here, that was cut short by my second heart attack, the one that did me in.
So, my house needs new shingles and paint, my van needs new tires, and I just spent this years property taxes (due in 12 weeks) on paperwork. But you know, I did eventually get myself a form of infrastructure and I will survive here no matter what. I have not seriously tackled making money on a side-hustle in this place but I’m well equipped to give it a try. I’ve sunk a lot of money into this property and it will see me through about anything in relative comfort. I have a backup plan to cut out all extra-curricular spending. If I were to live like other retirees around here, I’d be doing quite well.
By the time it sorted out, the clock shows 6:30PM. After that first text, I leaned back in my office chair and fell asleep for five hours. In the past six months I have spent more in Tennessee than I bought this house for. I needed that sleep. I think everybody here figured out I knew something like this would go wrong and planned ahead. It seems there is always a backup plan around here, all I can say is every plan requires money and not one cent of it got there by itself.
I looked in the travel budget envelope and there is including a small rebate and my tendency to stash away $1 bills these days, around $145 in there. The gas tank is full. This isn’t a carefree decision, it’s more of an escape for a day if I can. I have a rare pressure headache and my shoulders and back are not helping. My preferred method of dealing with outside stress is to use brains to sidestep it. That only works if you have the ability and you never step out of your own boundaries. I’m fully aware if anything else goes wrong between now and late October, I will begin a long slow decline toward the very straits I’ve so long avoided.
But I’m not doing as bad as some. At the current deportation rate of 1,400 per day, we need 78 years. In LA, the fastest way to get a tow truck is to be arrested by ICE. The towing companies follow the raids and grab the immigrant vehicles almost instantly.
ADDENDUM
After sunset, I drove to the old club. I was the only customer until 9:00PM when the craft brewery across town closes. It’s expensive ($7 for a glass of draught) so I don’t go there, but it does have a somewhat higher class of clientele. Price is a great bouncer. This is why later, you get an influx of over 30-ish women filtering in ordering floof drinks. Yes, this club lost its place in line, but I would still like to see it succeed. So I stayed another hour to watch.
None of the women approached me and I could tell by the dresses and shoes they were all married. What, you’ve never seen the shoe evolution chart? It’s on-line. Anyway, koala bears use my technique, they do not chase the females. They lie in a tree and wait. I wrote two letters and joked with Wilford, the only person present I knew. That explains the picture. Earlier I had bought some skin-tone bandaids. So I put one on. Pretty close match, can you even see it? It’s on the back of my wrist, just to the right of my watchband.
Did I just say “locopath”?
