Tuesday, the 15th

Really nothing to report for today.

My SS check came in, so off I went to see how fast I could spend it.

It was my trip to the grocery store day, and some other stops in the big city.

The wife requested I stop at Walgreen’s to pick up some Floragen, a probiotic that seems to help her with her digestive problem.

I stopped at the local liquor store chain to restock, and got a haircut.

The grocery store checkout lines were three deep, and most had full carts; myself included. Seems the store folk were overwhelmed with the numbers. The store cuts down on employees during what they deem “off times”. We surprised them, and even the store manager was sacking groceries. I even sacked a few myself. Cheap bastards.

With my purchase of rum, I made some Kahlua, using my last vanilla bean. I have already ordered more.

I am still fighting with the seller about getting a refund for my helmet that I returned. They have received it, and no refund yet; a week later.

I found some type of wasp nest under the eave in the carport this morning before I left. I found the spray and wiped them out; mostly. They were lined up under one of the eaves. When it settles down. I’ll investigate further, as I think they have been living inside the attic.That’s really disturbing.


Columbus Day 2019

The controversy still swirls around whether or not Christopher Columbus should be remembered/celebrated.

I don’t know about you, but I am content with Columbus Day. Call me old school if you like.

It has been suggested to call this day instead “Indigenous People’s Day”.

Columbus was a slave trader, according to most of the published history of his travels, and even in the late 1400s, slave trading was not approved by everyone…even the queen, who returned his gift of 50 slaves to her.

How can one impose today’s beliefs on something that happened over 500 years ago?

Most working folks still have to work on this day; only government, post office, banks, and certain huge corporate concerns give the day off to employees.

For the rest of you, it’s downhill to Thanksgiving..or again if you’re lucky, you get Veteran’s Day off. Again, few regular folks get that off as well.

I am wondering if my two-bit trash company will take the day, and thus make me wait again for a later pickup date.

I spent some time yesterday in the shed. I replaced the throttle position sensor in the pickup. I have not had it on the road yet, but there is a certain piece of mind that comes with preventive maintenance.

I found my favorite screwdriver, a magnetic Vaco with multiple bits that fit nicely into the handle. I thought I had lost it, but it was right where it left it in the primary tool box.

I also found a corroded negative terminal on the battery, which I cleaned up with a piece of crocus cloth.

I worked on the KDX too, putting a zip tie on one of the gas containers for the rear shocks that had lost its rubber band. The rubber bands are available for $80…fuck that.

I was going to remove the carb, and realized that the rubber boots that attach to the carb from the reed valves on one side, and the air filter box on the other side, were cracked slightly.

I seem to remember on my old KDX that yanking the carb just meant loosening the circle clamps around the boots, and just pulling the carb past them.

Given that this bike is 40 years old, I am looking at a harder alternative by removing the filter box, so I can pull the carb out and away from the jug, without damaging it.

The carb will likely only need one cleaning to clean out the old gas left inside it, so I want to do it right.

I did kick it some and it popped and ran a few seconds before dying, even with fresh gas. I noticed that the carb still overflows as my guess is that the needle and seat in the Mikuni float bowl carb is goopy.

The wife had another episode last night where she went to the toilet, and had some kind of seizure.

I heard her go into my bathroom, and something fell down as she reached for the garbage can to throw up in. Her speech slurred and incomprehensible, her eyes went wide open and glazed, body rigid, and limbs limp as she breathed through the saliva that had gathered in her mouth. She was unresponsive to my voice, and I had to hold her from falling between the toilet and the wall.

As usual, she recovered somewhat after a minute or two, and I got her back to bed with a cold cloth on her head, where she went back to sleep.

All the doctors just shrug “dunno”…”see the receptionist on the way out.”

“That’ll be $35, and we’ll bill your insurance company $235…NEXT!”

And they wonder why people “go postal”.

I think I’ll fill the rest of my .556 NATO mags today.


After opening the doors yesterday to allow the cool air in, the temp dropped to 57 degrees inside the house…that’s a bit too cool for me, but I tolerated it. We closed the doors after seeing the thermostat in the b/r at that temp.

While we were viewing the TV last night, we noticed that the a/c came on…WTF?

The LR thermostat is located behind the TV, which is a 50″ plasma. Yep, it puts off enough heat behind it to heat the air around the thermostat, causing the temp to go up enough to kick on the a/c.

Maybe we should huddle closer to the plasma, instead of dragging out the space heater…

I did manage to get off my butt yesterday, and do a couple of things.

First, I pulled down a couple of very low hanging branches on one of the live oak trees. Under it, is an RV pad where I usually park the trailer. The branches were such that I feared damage to my trailer if they fell onto it.

I tied a heavy tow strap to a brick, and tossed it over the branches (harder than I thought), and tied the other end to the trailer hitch on the Ranger, then driving away slowly to break the branch.

It worked on both of them. I then took the new chainsaw, cut the branches into some nice logs.I stacked them in the wagon, and hauled them to the sidewalk by the bunkhouse, where the rest of the cut wood it…don’t know why, it just ended up there. The trailer is there too; temporarily.

We decided to build a new firewood rack. There are already two giant stacks/rows of stacked firewood down the hill by the chicken coop. I figured having some closer to the  house would be more efficient. Besides, I think that there are unnamed critters living in the woodpiles. I have heard that rattlesnakes love woodpiles.

There is another wood pile on the east side of the house. It is covered with some corrugated sheet metal, and is full.

We haven’t used the wood burning stove yet, but do use the chiminea outside from time to time. And of course, there is the smoker.

The new chainsaw worked well. I think it may need a tweak on the high speed adjustment on the carb, but before I mess with it, I’ll use it again. It’s an Echo CS-370; not the high end, but not low end either. It has a 16″ bar, and I have an extra bar and chain.

It has warmed up considerably today. The current temp is 56, and a forecast high of 72. The wind is shifting, and soon will be out of the south, which will warm things up even more over the next few days; still, fall has arrived.


Friday, October 11

Our cold front arrived with some stiff north winds early this morning. Some rain sprinkles, but nothing significant at this time.

My phone says it’s 53° outside, and the winds are gusting up to 20 mph.

I opened the doors to allow the cold air inside.

The wife got up at around 10:45, and was surprised I was not outside “working”. I just shrugged “I got all day”.

The wife and I finished watching Lost last night.

I have decided that the writers started dropping acid during Season three, then moved on to some hard core Window Pane.




Change In Weather A Comin’

The cold front that has reeked havoc across the northern states will flick its tail through Texas tonight and tomorrow, bringing much cooler temps across the northern and central part of the state.

Our high tomorrow is forecast to be 68 degrees, with a low in the high forties. We haven’t had these temps since April.

The weekend will be cooler, but temps will again get into low 90s next week, and remain in the high eighties for several days.

We’ll take it. It would be nice to have some rain, but little more than scattered showers is forecasted.

The only veggies I had left this season after my feeble attempt at gardening was a few hot pepper plants that I had on the patio in a large galvanized tub.

I don’t know why, but they didn’t even bloom unit a couple weeks ago; then the deer found them. Yep, walked right up onto the patio bold as you please, and helped themselves at the pepper plant buffet.

There is one still untouched, but I harbor little hope that it will amount to anything.

Without any rain, the deer have no grasses to eat, so wander outside their usual habitats to forage.

This will worsen through the winter if we get no rain. The deer are skinny with rib bones poking through. It will be a poor hunting season for the whitetail hunters.

The folks in town put out tubs and tubs of deer corn, and deer proliferate and come right up into yards and porches to eat the corn. I have seen a herd as large as 20 deer hanging out in a residential area.

Livin’ the dream…