Accident in the parking lot this morning. Cops come, the blockage the 2 cars and 2 cops cause almost cause other accidents, and one lady’s car overheated while trying to negotiate the lot.
I was backcountry at the time of the accident. I just passed the worst of the road when I get the call and have to turn around. I then traveled the whole road back in half the time with a rifle on the front of the ATV. So much for my little break going target shooting.
The plumber is using a jackhammer to make the hole for Tori’s new septic tank deeper. I don’t see it going well or quickly. I doubt Tori will get a nap in today. He has to go down another 18 inches.
I’m tired of replacing air chucks on the air hose. I bought 3 chucks yesterday and when 2 of them are trashed, I will remove the air hose and we will no longer provide air here.
There is no other air available in the valley. It’s 20 miles to the closest air.
Marylou is still shrinking. She looked shocked when I walked out of the house with a rifle today.
When I returned I told her I was shooting at old people.
Nina’s still alive. Sorry, no proof of life at this writing.
This week is dragging.
I am a husband, father, grandfather, friend, business owner, traveller, Harley rider, citizen, patriot, gun owner, politically eclectic person of strange personal habits. I support police, trust no politicians, and can argue any side of an argument just to amuse myself. People love me or hate me and those that are in-between don't know me.
