Cool to start, warming later, and chance of sunny and clear. Yesterday ended up being beautiful in my neighborhood around 4pm. I sat out with a tiny little fire and read for an hour while waiting for the kid to call for a ride. REALLY nice day. Today should be similar, and the next couple of days get even more clear and sunny.
I went back to bed in the morning, as I only had three hours of sleep the night before. I was up and moving by 1030 though, as there is very little rest for the wicked.
Did my pickup and a few other things in the afternoon, while planning to stay close to home for dad’s taxi service. Of course, because I had a plan, the kid got big sis to do all the driving. Cool, I got more time to sit quietly in the shade and watch the squirrels foraging. Lots of juveniles this year.
Today I have a pickup I can do, although I might delay it until tomorrow and roll it into one trip. I can do work at home or work on getting the last of the storage into my shop. The shelf parts I ordered came in, so I can build more shelves… we’ll see how things develop. Since planning doesn’t seem to work.
Stacking does though.
nick
Wednesday. Good morning!
I was afraid Tax Day had got Nick, so this morning’s greetings went in yesterday’s comments, so here are today’s greetings again, today.
Confused? So am I, but one mustn’t let Chicken Boy get in first…
We get a lot of harmless little black ants in the grass here. They aerate and improve our clay soil, and the handsome big green woodpeckers like to eat them, so we tolerate the odd small baldy patch in the lawn and leave them alone.
While I was out turning money into noise yesterday evening W1, for reasons known only to herself, brought into the kitchen a paper bag of organic waste, mainly fruit peelings, that had been sitting outside on the patio en route to the compost heap.
Unfortunately, the bag was full of little ants, doubtless happily enjoying the sweet fruit bits. Before W1 caught on and brought the bag to the compost bin where it belonged, the creepies had crawlied all around the kitchen, much to her dismay. Hilarity ensued. It’s probably a good thing that I was at the range with earmuffs on…
There are still a few lost ants wandering aimlessly indoors this morning, but I am mopping them up as they appear. Mighty white hunter, that’s me!
Another book with a space shuttle landing in Rapa Nui, Earth by David Brin. Has people causing targeted earthquakes and energy spikes by manipulating a small black hole trapped with the earth’s core.
Wow.
I seem to remember reading an old pulp Sci-Fi short story in which a miniscule black hole was used as an undiscoverable murder weapon.
OK. Second cup of tea has been consumed. Time to get back to the grind…
One more, before I forget…
Browning BuckMark .22 pistols. Accurate, dependable, reliable, reasonably priced. Everybody should have one, or many. Recommended.
The club got some new ones yesterday, and I was fortunate enough to be among the first testers. New gub smell! Fresh out of the box, one failure to feed on the very first round (heavy oil still on the slide rails), then ticking like a Swiss watch thereafter and probably for evermore. Get some!