Random thoughts from the moose cave.

not to my knowledge...

rode my tricycle over to town. (the little pretend one, not the big one 20 miles away.)

it works ok, but the tires go down fast. walked back.

knees are hollering, but it was fun.

I will fix the leaky tubes, and use it for local trips to the bank and sparky's house...

oh, and it's harvest time. smells awesome in my house now.

I gotta go fill jugs before it gets dark.

I ran out yesterday, but had buckets of rainwater to flush with...

we got over 2 inches of wet stuff.

even have cannas trying to bloom again...

Bad attempt at humor. The song is,

barefoot girls dancin' in the moonlight ...

Don't know who it's by.

dinner is served...

creamed tuna on fake toast. and steamed broccoli...lotsa butter.

can you believe ed is already playing christmas carols?

I ain't even bought my backbacon for thanksgiving yet...

Mmmm butter

gotta go take a walk for digestion.

the coyotes are baying at the moon. Ima walk out back with my light. the ground is wet and soft, so footprints will be easy to spot...

Who are ya on the hunt for, Rocky?

footprints...

took a long walk. bubba went with...

big moon. no tracks.

walked east to the property line, then on over into the giant empty field that runs all the way across the back side of the mile section.

bubba wanted to ride back. I've missed her snuggles. she was wet from the prairie grass.

got very little done today besides washing up, and making a decent dinner.

tomorrow needs to be more productive...

ok. desperately trying to be productive.

gonna bring a second bug inside. (like that's my problem...)

start taking the body off of it while I let the compressor rest from blasting.

hoping mr vw will come out and help catch the last of my fishes...

beautiful day on the prairie.

(I just noticed that at the bottom of the thread, there are no recommendations for similar threads. why is that, I wonder...)

Plenty of ads for plumbers on mine, though!

mine is alternative skin care at the moment. no idea why.

and I'm getting e-mail updates on the all blacks.

go figure...

smoky wants to go to the grocery store.

I'm making a list, cuz transportation is my bad heel at the moment. (I only drive his car when he is in it)

gotta go to the fake bread store for sure. down to heels...

damn.

I had a blowout on my tricycle. sounded like a .22 when it went. smoky come out to see what happened even...

I was goin over to sparky's cuz he called whilst we was at the store and said I can have all the green beans I care to pick.

but it's too far to walk.

gonna hafta have a tube and a tire. 22" weird one at that...

transportation is just not my thing right now.

worked a while.

it's trying to rain, and I don't blast inside the shop.

got everything set up for a really productive day tomorrow, if my body cooperates...

nytol.

weirdness...

went to check on smoky. he was in a tither about a phone call from Texas.

Austin. says he owes them money for court.

he says he ain't been to texas in a quarter century. he ain't paying...

turns out it's a collection agency for local governments too lazy to try and collect their own outstanding fines.

what a world we live in.

now we gotta go find the lazy grandson, and figure out what he did not pay after we cleaned up his mess.

but not today.

they are paving the firkin road. (pewwwweeee!)

yucky black tar layer smeared on top of the old road. glad I got no external missions today. that **** would get all over my tricycle...

Tricycle?! Really? Haha!!

yes, really.

it's red, has three 22 inch tires, a foot brake, and a cargo basket in the rear.

I added a pair of ape hangers for effect.

Boida has seen it...

ok.

being productive so far, and the sunlight is not burning my eyes yet...

big winds blowing the asphalt stench at me, but other than that, a lovely indian summer afternoon.

blasting to commence shortly...

And what did I say? Green with envy. That's what I said. Love dat trike.