Argh. What I meant to say is that he is near done. Why is this so hard?
Well, when I woke up this morn I found my juice is out. Not real juice, the juice that comes from the plug in the wall. The juice folks have changed their guess a few times as to when it will come back. Right now they say it will be at 8 this night. So we will have at least a whole day with no juice. This kind of sucks. Too, I get to hear all the folks near me who have those loud things that make juice from gas, car gas. They are loud, and there are four or five of them near me that I can hear right now. I will be glad when the juice comes back.
My wife’s mom lost her juice on the night of Sun’s Day, when a big storm brought much ice and snow. She came with us for a bit, but then she went home to the cold and dark because the bed at our house is too small. She got her juice back since then.
My main way to join the net is down. They claim there is no 'round here out. They do this a lot and it comes back up on its own in hours or a day or two. My phone can do this too, and does it now.
This seems to be more tough than it looks.
The snow and ice that fell this week end has left the place our cars drive (to get to the room where they park) white with snow and ice. That ice has proved hard to move. I am sore cause I tried to move it. I failed, in large part. I have drunk a beer and may drink more beer or wine, which may not soothe the ache, but will make me not feel it as much as it dulls my brain. I may try once more to move the white stuff on a day that is not this day. For a third day in a row, my wife and I do not need to go to work.
Move the snow and ice with care. It’s far less bad to be slow than to cause harm to you. If you need to, hire some young strong one, or a truck and plow.
I had to go meet with a town board. I had notes to take; but the thing in my house that prints would not print. So I wrote the notes out by hand, which took a while. Then as soon as I did that, the thing which would not print did print them.
I took my time. My wife warned me not to be one of those mid aged men who die of a heart thing as they move snow. A kid did say he would do it for cash, but I was close to done with my path and I don’t know if he knows how hard that stuff is to move. I am sore, but no more than when I lift weights when I have not done so for a while.
I am old and have a heart thing, but I will still move some snow. But these days when I move snow I am very slow! I don’t move much at a time; each lift is small. And if I get cold or tired I come in the house and sit by the wood stove.
ETA: And if there is much of it the friend who lives just down the road has a small John Deere with a thing that can scoop snow. He scoops snow for the fun of it.
I am sick; we also have temps from our soon-to-be-new-state 'tween us & North Pole. (How will that work; will it be one huge state or will we add 10 new ones like they have now; well not just like they have now as we will call it a state, not that fool P word? Now is the time to suck 'em up since their boss man just quit! Hey, we will save you the cost of a vote at the polls but what 'bout that Q state; will we make them speak right? I’m sure they will like that! 
) Much wind, more with gusts, too. Had to stack much clothes to go for a walk; only small skin near nose & mouth was out. I do not mind real cold if not sick but it both was too much & it did suck
One who orks cows said mix thing that grows in Earth that you peel & peel & then cry with bee barf. I had not heard of this 'fore & was not sure if she was make a prank on me but I search web & it is a real thing. I had not heard of this 'til now. I will try it post sleep. That is why I did walk to store, to get more bee barf, & cough juice, too, as the bee barf that I did have will not pour out no more, it is set & hard. I did ask her if I could use what I had - Jim Beam with bee barf but she said no. She is mean!
Yay, juice is back. It was more of a pain than it should have been since I have a few juice banks in the house but I have not charged them in a while. So they all crapped out too soon. I told my wife that I now vow to keep them all charged. Plus, I just bought a new one. The most big one I have is one that my son gave me; it is kind of big but the new one that I just bought is more than 10 times more big than that one. It should keep all our screens and such things that use juice good for quite a long time of no juice. (I get a bit grossed out when I say “juice” so much.)
- kite in storm spark
- pos & neg flows
- Hi, Opal
I would use that too. Why not both?
My main way to join the net came back up this morn. So I will not have to call and be told the cause is in my house when it is not in my house, and have to talk and talk till they say one will come to fix. That is why I wait two days or more to call, so I will not have to talk and talk on the phone when most times it will fix on its own. Or they did fix it on their end, I don’t know which.
It’s cold. The dog needs to go out but I don’t like the cold. She got a new squeak toy. She squeaks, squeaks, squeaks, squeaks, all the time. Why do dogs like squeaks so much? She will drive me mad if this keeps up.
That is why my dog and cats have no toys that squeak.
Who bought her the toy that squeaks?
This is why you don’t buy your kids a drum kit. If they don’t like it, then it was a bad gift. But if they do like it, then you will wish you had not bought it for them.
When one wears much clothes to go out in these temps one must strip some of said clothes off right inside the door; else one melts like white man with coal eyes & & old silk hat who does not pay heed to cop in Yule song.
For shame! That is not how we talk here.
One of my cats acts like a type of boy in high school. I mean the kind of boy all the girls have a crush on; he might be the head of the school’s big sports team and have quite good looks. He hangs with the top crowd. You know the type I mean? He won’t be seen with a date who is not hot like him. She must be from the top crowd too and she might cheer his team at games.
If this top girl he dates does not put out, he might date a girl who is not from the top crowd, if she will have sex with him. But no one can know. He won’t be seen with a girl who is not from the same clique he hangs out with.
That is what one of my cats does with me. She sleeps with me at night and purrs, purrs, purrs. To tell the truth, I can’t get rid of her. She is on top of me all the time.
At night, that is. But if it is day, she acts like she does not know me. Strange cat.
Whoops! I might try to say that I say one of those as one; but the first one is just wrong.
That’s what it means to be a cat. A cat must be strange in some way.
Not all in the same way, of course; for then that way would not be strange. Each cat must find their own way to be strange.