One year ago today: July 14, 2025, ninety-four degrees Fahrenheit.
Five years ago today: July 14, 2021, the “lottery for Humanity” shit.
Nine years ago today: July 14, 2017, a motorcycle incident.
Random years ago today: July 14, 2013, mattress-lined.
Do you remember Sheba, the now-100-pound puppy. Yep, she snapped at the neighbor’s trespassing dog, and you know how the police always side with the stupid party. The result was a $120 fine and a warning that any repeats mean serious charges. LizJohn has little choice but to put Sheba up for adoption. I just had to say no to a small cat so a critter half my weight is not an option.
Most disliked feature? The necessary posture. The image size varies with distance from the page. Seated makes for too small an image, but as soon as you stand up, you will have to hunch over to look down at the page. I searched to find video after video showed this same problem and did not provide answers. The one critical problem they all had in common was difficulty seeing the pencil and they all elided over the issue. How GenX can you get? They showed videos of good optics, but not how they got there. I could not get it working by midnight and quit to go read a chapter on transducer settings.
What else is there to do on Monday evenings in Florida unless you are 20 years old again? At that age, when you are looking for fun, you are looking for women. Do the same at 30 and you are looking for trouble. Deflocking seems to be winning. Police have yet to make a single arrest for all the destroyed cameras. It seems the public is just not assisting. And Tampa radio has again reminded me that there has never been a better time than now to sell my house.
Silver listed for $58.74, I got $53 (per ounce) and it is [already] gone to Tennessee. By the outside looks, this is a bad investment. I know that. But let me ladle out a mini-lecture here. If you had $50,000 right now and you were over 65, you are accomplishing little but disqualifying yourself from the social safety net that you have paid taxes into on every paycheck of your life. I think $2,000 is the most you can have in assets. And $50k is not enough to invest long-term at that age. Besides, if anything went wrong with your pensions, fifty large would barely last you a few years. It is worthwhile to take a calculated risk.
That concept has background with me. My paper route taught me a lot of lessons, but they were not the ones from Disneyworld. I learned that laziness does not exist in isolation. Show me a lazy person and I’ll show you one who is also boring, mostly stupid, self-important, over-opinionated, and greedy. Greedy in the extreme, but putting on a great disguise act, often some of the nicest people you think you could meet. Bull donkey, the lazy would like nothing better for you to fail so they could pick your bones clean. Anybody tells you different is selling something.
What I’m seeing is larger gold bars selling fast. Large bars means the buyer is planning on holding. In turn, that means they know something we don’t. I know now that to the bank and back with a silver sale is 35 miles, or a gallon of gas. This, my long-term people know, is intentional to make it difficult to take money out of the bank. But, but, what if you need money in an emergency. Aha, you learn to either avoid money emergencies or to have emergencies that don’t involve taking money out of the bank. Try it.
This left me no time to fix that Hundy door handle. It does look like the rear handle uses that same part. Good, I never open the driver-side rear door from the inside. Be prepared for a door handle post and other such thrills now that Tay-Tay has gone and tied the knot.
Kalgoorlie mining bucket.
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Though I did not require it, I slept away the afternoon, then got to the paperwork. Since that is all I have for you, here’s an example of a PPP, a book yet to be written. This is my term for any variation of “Poor People Problems”, the generic and constant ways that society is geared to degrade, aggravate, and gouge people who have no money. Some might say it is imaginary, but most will agree with my theory that the world is designed to kick you while you are down.
This looks like an ordinary sheet of stamps. I know, because it fooled me, too. Where’s the PPP? Lesson One, PPP is mostly circumstance. It now costs $0.83 to post a letter. Now that is twenty times as much as my first stamp [when I was 7] and that means it can [today] quickly add up to a real expense if you correspond much, like I do. Therefore, it is unlikely that poor people would keep a lot of these stamps lying around.
Chances are, they will buy one stamp at a time, as they need it. So there is the initial facet of this PPP, namely you have stop, make a special trip to the post office, then return and start again. Can you see the system at work? Due to the cost, poor people won’t usually mail a letter unless they have little choice and will put it off until the last minute. Whether it is the car, the bus, or a bit of a hike, that single letter has already cost you time. But, back to the stamp.
That will be $16.60 please. Out of your food money. Sure, the postie will sell you a single stamp, but is has to be one of the USPS’s “bold and graphic designs for 2026”. I don’t think you’d want the Betty White or the Ali about to throw a punch stamp, but make up your mind, there are people behind you in line. And you have a bus to catch.
You see, this stamp is going to send a message to the recipient, and here is the skunk stamp. For real. Forget your sense of smell, you’d best hope the IRS auditor has a sense of humor. But, that is a PPP for another day.
ADDENDUM
I built no Z-boxes today, instead got bombarded by what, if I was healthy, would be normal incoming. I’m committed to logging my condition. Today was normal fatigue, not the recovery kind, that is a plus. There is a mild solution I was given called a “topical bactericide” that finished a week ago. I do not know there is any connection but gone is the caramel aroma. The label says “povidone".
I was bored by late evening, so I shot a star I never heard of. Eltanin. On this day and hour in 2014, it was at W381°22.4’ x N051°29.5’. If you are new, 381° is the same as 21°, and you can do the Google conversions, this spot is middle of the North Atlantic, An old convoy route. Nearest habitation is, sort of, Skellig Monastery on a remote Irish island. It was part of the scenery in “The Last Jedi”.
It’s one of the few destinations the tourist guides say stay away. The monastery is 618 stone steps that take fit climbers 30 minutes. The tour is 150 Euros, subject to cancellation by the skippers each morning if the weather is bad. Tell you what, here’s the link.
