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As a kid I rode my bike all winter, every winter. Those were the ballon tire days, not fatties but half way there.
I once took it down our sled run on water tower hill, didn’t make it but then I couldn’t get my sled all the way down that run. Not many kids made that run. One kid who did sailed out onto the road at the end and got run over by a fuel oil delivery truck. He survived with some hospital time but they shut down our sled run.
I had to do Lab. for my annual physical this morning. I headed out for the Point a little early, not knowing if I’d run into any icing or anything. The drive was fine and I arrived early and settled into a chair in the waiting room with the latest edition of Time expecting to get in some reading. My name was called before I got past the first page. The girl explained that they were not very busy this morning. Go figure, no one wanting to fast on Black Friday morning.
I was in Fleet Farm shopping for bird suet 15 min. before I was even scheduled for Lab.
I had almost decided to quit doing these puzzles because of the timer. I like to relax and do a jigsaw puzzle at my leisure. Now I select a puzzle, select custom cuts, kick the number of pieces up to around 200 of some odd shape and relax and not worry about hitting pause when I get up to check to see what the cat just knocked off the counter.
The timer still runs but it doesn’t mean anything, except this morning it told me I’d spent about 45 min. eating breakfast.
I removed a couple of stumps yesterday. First by digging, then by whacking with an axe, then by cutting with a sawzall w/pruning blade, then with a strap and ATV.
I now more fully appreciate our forefathers mastery of dynamite.
I received notification of a find on one of my caches yesterday by a deer hunter who noticed it while sitting nearby. He wrote a nice log, which I guess a person hunting has time for, unlike someone trying for another 100 finds on the day.
Checked his (her) profile on GC.com and found that he has been a cacher since the spring of 2008 but never found cache. Maybe he got registered with the site through a school presentation.
It’s just as I suspected, after checking those links, someone else got my craphas.
Where is the craphas ? East Sandland is clear and seasonably cold but without a trace of white, not on the ground, not in the air, not anywhere.
I used to get a decent weather map on my phone, I haven’t used that feature lately and when I tried it this morning I find that I now get mostly decent commercials.
A little shower just came through and dropped some pretty little beads of craphas. The boards of the deck are about the only place cold enough for them to survive.
Got the second mole today. He evaded the trap yesterday, but his luck ran out about 11 this morning.
Now if only there were a trap for these lady bugs. I was out in the woods this morning cutting up some downed trees and they were even bugging me there.
My FTP is still floating around out there somewhere. I guess it won’t count.
Last time I checked they don’t count for much of anything anyway.
The Fake Google Crawler is back.
Just in case anyone was wondering,
and getting the full tour, through the wormhole.
My furnace didn’t come on this morning. I went down in the basement and tapped on the control and it fired right up and I forgot about it. This afternoon it started to get a little chilly in the house and I realized that the furnace wasn’t on again. Well tapping on the gas control would work now but what about 2 in the morning.
Time for some furnace repair. I pulled and cleaned the pilot and that would have worked but I decided maybe I should replace the whole assembly. Went to town, found a pilot assembly but it was the last of its kind, right at the bottom of the box.
The old boiler is almost 50 years old but in great shape. The problem is going to be finding parts in the future. The old pilot assembly lasted over 20 years so the new one should do the same.
And if all else fails tap on the control.
A couple more moles showed up in East Sandland this last weekend.
One down. Now to start the hunt for the other.
This post was sent through the molehole.
Has the website gone bonkers or am I really a fake Google crawler.
Forget those stinkin’ Asian lady beetles… The gnats are back! So much for enjoying today’s outside work.
No gnats here, might have been a few no-see-ums but I didn’t see them.
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