Feb 17

Trash Dumping Bastards!

Nice day out! Not really warm but comfortable. Sunny! So after church I went out to the property to move some dirt around. Worked on the road just below the clearing. Got a lot done. Filled in one of the BIG holes left over from the Dec 07 storm. Then, when I was finished for the day and leaving, I came across a couple of bags of garbage that somebody had dumped on my lower road while I was working uphill. Asshole Bitch Bastard Fuckers! Damn, some people got big balls. I can’t stand people that’ll do things like that. Yes, they OUGHT to be drug out into the street and run over with a volkswagon. I didn’t really have time to take care of the garbage but I sure hope there’s an envelope or something with a name and address in one of those bags. I really do.

What’s kind of funny is that I was taking a video of one of the views from our property that just happened to include a short piece of the road. About 80 minutes into it you can see a vehicle that is going south turn around in one of the driveways and head back towards my driveway. It was about 10 minutes later that I shut the camera down and left and discovered the garbage. Seems I may have JUST missed them. Damn! I really do hope I find something in one of those bags with a name and address.

Ain’t it amazing how one asshole can ruin your day. (Well, he didn’t ruin the WHOLE day!)

Just been sitting around watching "Before The Dinosaurs" type stuff on tv and playing on the computer. SWMBO had Choir practice tonight so I didn’t have to cook dinner. Finished off the meatloaf she made last night. Good! She’s getting more and more disappointed because I won’t join her for the choir even though she keeps asking. Today Marsha at church was sitting in front of us turned around at the end of the first meeting and said that I should join the choir. She liked me voice. Thanks! But I have major mixed feelings about singing in the choir at church. For one thing; if I joined I’d have to spend more time In Church. I spend too much time there as is. Hell, most of the time I go only because I know SWMBO likes it when I do. So I usually go every non-first Sunday of the month cause I really do like to make her happy. Honestly, if SWMBO was to die, after her funeral I’d probably never step foot in ANY church again.

Anywho, Nuff Said.

Feb 16

Sing Along: Saturday. In The Dark…

Still not completely recovered, I guess. Went out to the property to move some dirt around. Really cloudy but was supposed to be 50 degrees today. After about an hour I was freezing my ass off! (And I have one of those "old guy" asses and can’t afford to lose any!!) So I packed it in and came on home. Sat around in my heavy winter coat in front of the woodstove but it still took about 1/2 hour for me to feel warm. Wonder what in the Hell I’m fighting off?

Set my camera up outside looking west and video’d clouds for 1.5 hours. Made another time-lapse movie and added music to it. Watching the original full-sized time-lapse movie, about 1/3 the way through it, on the right upper quadrant, there’s these "waves" that go through the clouds. Gravity waves? Just shadows? You can check it out here and let me know what you think…

SWMBO and I went to a Church Soup Dinner thingie last night for our Friday Date. It was okay. Got to sit with friends and EAT. They had root beer guzzling and pie eating contests and that’s when we figured we’d had enough. Got to take my lovely young bride to DQ for Ice Screem! I swear, she is the BEST date in the world!

Feb 14

I’m Back! (Been SICK.)

Think I caught the flu or ate some bad food or something. Spent all day Tuesday “on the throne” (if you know what I mean). And I really do mean all day. Think I lost 10 pounds! Got up Wednesday and didn’t feel too bad but not really hungry. Forced myself to eat some cereal anyway and took off for the property. Hadn’t reached Hwy 16 and I was cramping so bad I just turned around and came back home. Fell asleep on the couch at 1200 and didn’t wake up until 1530. Went back to sleep about 1700 and woke up about 2020. Phew! Still wasn’t feeling too good so I just lazed around until 2300 when I layed down to read awhile. Well, about 0130 I was tired enough to actually go back to sleep. So I did!
Felt MUCH better when I woke up at 0700. The sky to the east was blue and pink so I set my camera up to video some of it. Made a run to Home Depot and bought a new towel rack for my bathroom and put that in. (When I got back, of course.) Ate a small bowl of cereal and didn’t feel too bad. Took SWMBO to Albertson’s for some soup makings and we wound up doing our regular weekly shopping. I’m making Polish Sausage & Potato soup for a church dinner tomorrow night.
Finally got out to the property for a couple of hours of moving dirt/mud around. Was really nice out there! Kind of cool but not freezing, thank goodness. I am damned sick and tired of the cold! Got back and made hotdogs for dinner. Was good. Just waiting for Smallville to come on now…

Smallville Was Cool!

Put up another video. The Colorful Sunrise we had this morning.

Feb 10

Ain’t It The Trooth!

Dan Rather, Katie Couric, and a tough Marine Sergeant were all captured by terrorists in Iraq . The leader of the terrorists told them that he would grant them each one last request before they were beheaded.
Dan Rather said, “Well, I’m a Texan; so I’d like one last bowlful of hot spicy chili.” The leader nodded to an underling who left and returned with the chili. Rather ate it all and said, “Now I can die content.”
Katie Couric said, ” I’m a reporter to the end. I want to take out my tape recorder and describe the scene here and what’s about to happen. Maybe someday someone will hear it and know that I was on the job till the end.” The leader directed an aide to hand over the tape recorder and Couric dictated some comments. She then said, “Now I can die happy.”
The leader turned and said, “And now, Mr. Marine tough guy, what is your final wish?”
“Kick me in the ass” said the Marine.
“What?” asked the leader. “Will you mock us in your last hour?”
“No, I’m not kidding. I want you to kick me in the ass”, insisted the Marine.
So the leader shoved him into the open, and kicked him in the ass. The Marine went sprawling, but rolled to his knees, pulled a 9 mm pistol from under his flack jacket, and shot the leader dead. In the resulting confusion, he jumped to his knapsack, pulled out his M4 carbine and sprayed the terrorists with gunfire. In a flash, all of them were either dead or fleeing for their lives.
As the marine was untying Rather and Couric, they asked him, “Why didn’t you just shoot them in the beginning? Why did you ask them to kick you in the ass first?”
“What???” replied the Marine, “and have you two assholes report that I was the aggressor?”
SEMPER FI!