Sat. Apr. 11, 2026 – someone has a plan for me

By on April 11th, 2026 in culture, decline and fall, march to war

Cool and wet again. Or still. More rain in the forecast. Yesterday it rained all around the town, and twice at my house. I still suspect that some parts of town didn’t get any though. By dusk, we had some blue sky and patchy clouds to bring the mosquitos out… Today’s forecast is like yesterday’s.

I was up and out fairly early as I had a big loop to make. 6 pickups and an estate sale to hit… that kept me moving from 9am until 430pm. Funnily enough, I missed most of the heavy rain. I drove through some light to medium rain, small pockets, but when I got to some places it was clear they’d been pounded. Oh well, lucky me. I did get to my shop, the metal dealer, and Costco before coming home for dinner.

Today, I thought I’d have at least one auction pickup but I didn’t win. I’m going to sleep in, then get up and work the list. Unless someone else has been making plans for me. Then I’ll be doing what she wants.

Keep improving, keep stacking.

nick

2 Comments and discussion on "Sat. Apr. 11, 2026 – someone has a plan for me"

  1. Greg Norton says:

    Of course, throw 20 lbs of nuclear material in a suitcase with 20 lbs of shielding, 5 lbs of a conventional bomb, and you have a real problem.

    A real problem for a very small geographical area for a finite amount of time.

    Even an actual working nuclear weapon would have a limited blast radius, but the psychological effects would be much more significant.

  2. Denis says:

    Saturday. Good morning, or it was, until I read Greg’s cheerful first post… where is Chicken Boy when one needs him?

    Continuing DIY-ing at the BOL. W1 is still abed, so I am doing it quietly.

    Lots of sorting and tidying in the garage eventually turned up the carrier brackets for the modular shelving rails I hung yesterday, after I first installed some additional lighting in the basement stairwell, so I could see enough to hang the verticals. The brackets had some nasty dried-on barcode labels, that required citrus cleaner and a razor blade to peel off. Everything is fractal. Ah well.

    Paul, your brisket plan sounds delicious. In the unlikely event that I get time off and win the EuroMillions (i.e. win the lottery twice), look out for me. I will bring beer…

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