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Thought for the Day

Mama, mama, don’t you cry

Your little boy ain’t gonna die

We’re off to war, and I must go

And when I’ll return I do not know.

She stands alone with tears in her eyes

As she hears the soldier’s lies.

She says “My son, I’ve heard it before.

The day your daddy marched off to war.”

Today’s Earworm

Things that pop into my head after too much coffee

While recovering from Boo’s pool party and sleepover last night, a mis-quote from Highlander keeps running through my head.

I am Tom Rogneby of the Clan Rogneby. I was born in 1971 in the village of Minot on the shores of the River Souris. And I am sleep deprived.

It’s things like this that kept me out of the really good schools.

I either need more coffee or I need to cut back.

Today’s Earworm

Today’s Earworm

Rest in Peace, Bernard Hill.

Hail, Theoden King!

Today’s Earworm

A bear in his natural habitat – a Subaru

Rumblings

Ah, the joys of home ownership.

The steps leading off of our back deck to the dog yard did a 30 degree list to the right a while back. It took a bit of time for money, truck maintenance, and decent weather to all line up at the same time, but I got to it this weekend.

Here are the supplies:

8 x 8 foot 2×8
20 x 8 foot 2×6
3 x 8 foot 2×10
1 x 6 foot 4×4
1 panel lattice
3 x 8 foot 5/4×6 decking boards (trim)

1 50 pound bag of post hole mix

20 50 pound bags of drainage rock

Anyone who tells you that things aren’t getting more expensive needs to go buy lumber, concrete, and rock. What I thought would be about $300 turned into almost $1000.

About 2 cubic meters of Kentucky clay had to be excavated out from under the steps and landing, then replaced with drainage rock. Not sure which was heavier.

Worked all day Saturday and all day into the twilight Sunday. I owe my neighbors baked goods because I was running a radial saw and a table saw at 8:30 PM last night to finish up.

Everything hurts, I’m pretty sure I pulled something in both my back and the back of my left leg, and I have multiple cuts and splinters in both hands.

On a positive note, it’s now safe to walk down from the deck into the back yard again.

For those keeping score, it took 5 trips to Lowe’s.

Ouch, my wallet, and aching too-old-for-this-crap body.

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For my next trick, I will have the HVAC company out tomorrow to look at our outdoor unit for the furnace / air conditioning. It’s dipping down into the 30’s / 40’s at night again, and it started making loud noises Friday morning.

Since this wasn’t a true emergency, I opted to only pay $98 to get someone to come out on Monday. Irish Woman and the Young Prince left on Friday night for a bass fishing tournament, so I figured I could rough it for a couple of nights.

The dogs, however, disagreed. Ever try to sleep, especially when you’re bone tired and aching from the sole of your feet to the top of your forehead, when 3 medium to large dogs are chilly and want to snuggle? Yeah, me neither. Not that I didn’t try, mind you.

I’m currently looking forward to paying for this repair work, even if just so that all of other mammals can get warm enough to leave me be.

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While trying to fix my aches and pains with Meloxicam, stretching, and hot chocolate this morning, I made the mistake of checking the political news.

Great googly moogly, are we in trouble.

The main theme given out by both parties lately seems to be “You don’t have to fall in love, you just have to fall in line.”

In my lifetime, I have never seen both major candidates being so unpopular in an election year.

Louisville Enters the Annual Season of Insanity

Today is Thunder Over Louisville, where the Kentucky Derby Festival kicks off with a few hundred thousand people cramming into downtown Louisville to watch planes, spend stupid amounts of money, get blackout drunk, and then drive home after watching a mediocre fireworks show.

It is also 4/20, a day in which those who enjoy partaking in the devil’s lettuce, the Maui Wowie, the chronic, the sticky icky, the dirty ditchweed, or whatever catchy name we want to use for bad choices buzz bud celebrate their intoxicant of choice.

Nothing bad can happen here. Seriously, days like this are one of the reasons I truly believe most cops aren’t paid enough.

I’ve been to Thunder a few times, and while it’s fun if you’re there with family and friends, especially with little kids who like fireworks, I’m over it.

Nobody who grew up next to Minot Air Force Base is impressed with this air show (Seriously, once you’ve watch a pair of B-52’s flow over low enough they have to worry about bayonets, a single fighter jet flying a few thousand feet up just doesn’t cut it.) or has actually seen actual explosives used with wild abandon for an actual purpose thinks that paying $20 for a bottle of bottled ‘water’, getting a sunburn that is spoken of in hushed tones during family cookouts, and watching a wave of powder smoke laced with heavy metals waft over the Ohio River is a good use of your day.

Two weeks from now, a group of horses who live better than 90% of the human species will run for a couple of minutes in front of a large crowd of drunk people. Between then and now, Louisville will come to a screeching halt as every drooling yokel in the county uses Derby as an excuse to not do anything of use to anyone.

I’m going to bed. Wake me up with Derby ends.

Today’s Earworm

Today’s Earworm

As LawDog likes to say, the bells at Lindesfarne just started ringing for some unknown reason.