Not sittin’ on me dumpus

three trees down one already cut up but need new blade for saw. Hit some barbedwire buried in that oak

They aren’t going anywhere fast and I’ll get to them again soonest.

And for lack of a better place, I have two blocks sitting in Buffalo. Glad as hell she is a half-ton rear-end. Even so, she’s squated down a bit. Those beasts is HEAVY. Once the new out building is in place, I will find better locations for them. The 4.3 will be under that car-port near where Buffs nose is currently sitting. the 5.7? Dunno yet. But it won’t’be in Buffy’s bed.

Still need to unload the enJinn hoist out of Bloo. but right now,, ,BREAK TIME.

I think I earned this beer.

more laters
LLLLL!!!

(, ‘)

May 2, 2026 | Categories: Uncategorized | 9 Comments

A Rabbithole fur’ya

prolly not for e’rybody,,, but watch with an open mind

and now that y’uns have Quantum Physics 101under y’urn belts. Lets go see what the ancients had ta say,,,

Ok, time for me to slam ya upside the head with some chit,,, in that last vid, did any of it sound sorta familiar to ya?

should. Jesus was, by mere evidence of his words and practices, a HERMETIC teacher. He was raised in the hebrew faith, but his travels taught him even more. Some say he went east to the Hindi and Buddhist teachings. Others say to Egypt where Hermeticism was quite dominant. All three of them teach much the same thing the quantum scientists are discovering/proving over the last 100 years.

Nut shell: this reality aint real, no matter how persistent it feels. Say you ‘are’ and so it is,,, might take a bit willpower though. And the underlying, pervasive DOUBT will always beat your ass. Master it and you master the whole simulation

i’m gonna tell ya now, I haven’t mastered shit. Not even that of living a ‘proper’ Life (seriously, I’m an Odd, I live as a hermit, single with only a handful of friends over the last 18 years,,, Is that ‘normal’?) So take the above as whatever you want Heresy, potential truth of the whole, whatever, I, ME, Personally, think its all tied together and while I’m not totally sold on the “Simulation” theory, too much of it holds water. Granted, you can’t verify a negative… There really is a chocolate cake the size of a basketball circling in the rings of Saturn. (see, can’t prove it, can’t prove it wrong,,,) and yet in the same breath, I have had instances where the only conclusions that made sense was “divine interference” or that whole simulation thing where thoughts direct the energy field into something coherent: both just as equally plausible as the other. I can think of TWO instances that I documented here or one of the other two blogs I wrote in over the years.

One was getting my RV with literally nothing but my very existence. Had a chance to move to Texas and get better work. BUT,,, I had to have a place to live out of. I could park, but I had to have a camper/RV. (and I wasn’t making squat at the J.O.B. at that time; a few bucks above MinWage. Fuggit,,, look on Craigslist anyways,,,, Found an RV, couple coming off the road, wanting to live with grandkids, Need a truck, willing to trade tit for tat. Well, No truck I was willing to part with or that I thought was worthy of thier needs. Days later, saying nothing to No one- Da GIVES me his Dakota, and at that point, I tell him about the RV. “if thats what you want, ok,,, but be careful.”

Second time was while IN Texas. 20 miles outside of Lockhart, which is 50(?) miles outside of Autistic Austin Tx… Spending two weeks at a time working for Pickdawg, seeing no one between times. Goin’ a leetle krazy,,, Caught myself talking to the scorpians one afternoon. Looked to the sky and said “I just wanna dawg” and moved on. didn’t think another thing about it,,,, Until that weekend when Pick came out to pay me, direct me for the next two weeks and go to town with me for materials. That was when Voodoo showed up on my doorstep, acting like he had known me since his whelping days. Chocker chain and about 2′ of 1/4″ aircraft cable that had been chewed apart. But no tags. We asked around, but no one knew of anyone with a missing Catahoula Curr. And he was just a babe, maybe 5 months old

Like attracts like. Wanna be the negative naysayer,,, prolly gonna pull in a bunch of negativity.. Be positive, envision yourself as such and such, with conviction, and it will be. I know that from my Audio Days. I had zero background in it, but dammit, I wanted to be the guy at that krazy looking desk with al the knobs and buttons. From my first ‘stagehand gig’ to where I was running my own production company was 2 years. From there I went Regional National with another company (hard to break through that barriar by self) And when it all fell apart was after I had lost sight of WHAT, and started focusing on WHY and had no answers.

Now, this is just my opinion, but I strongly feel, and the above information synchs well with it, all of the Krazy in the world has so much to do with the fact that so few have FOCUS, and the Algorthms are warping how people view thier place in this ‘non-reality’. Get enough confused and things shift to SHIT, and we get countries trying to Enact the Book of Revelations. It’s pretty common knowledge among people such as myself that the Ill of mind, narcisists, and such, are MUCH better at envisioning thier realities because they are not hampered by the chains society places on most: the chains of Guilt and “I don’t deserve those blessings”. Look around: doesn’t it seem like the world is being ‘written’ by some warped psychopaths?

Anywhooos,,, its Satyrday, I has oodles of stuff to do. ALready moved Bloo-Block up here, sitting in the bed of Buffalo for the nonce as I figure out better placement. Trees to fell and cut into blocks. Mowing 80% complete already. And an inconvienent oil leak on Bloo to track down, potentially fix if not too complicated.

And of course, keep the three braincells bouncing around these krazy idears of mine.

More laters,,, Love y’all

LLLLL!!!

(, ‘)

May 1, 2026 | Categories: Uncategorized | 5 Comments

EOWW additional kick in the ribs,,,,

” Check one, check one, two,,, sybilanssssss! Sybalanssssss!”

thoom!

Thoom!

THOOOM!!!!!

The sounds of sound check and first kick drum checks,,,, (and yes, intentional misspelling above: thats they way we would say it)

See, I live about a mile from the County Fairgrounds, and they are ‘line of sight’ (hearing in this case) and this weekend they are hosting a National Act, so the sound system is gonna be TOP NOTCH, National Act is Diamond Rio and I have no idea of openers.

and of course I can hear it PERFECTLY from a mile away. (especially as the landscape makes a natural ampitheater pointed right at my hollar.)

oh, the old memories coming aback listening to what was my day to day over the years. So many tales from then, So many damned good people, liberal, conservative, libertarain, all working side by side, living in tight quarters on tourbusses, never (rarely) fighting (you just kept your opinions tight, same as everyone else did.. It was a job, not a daycare.)

Rules of the road that I carry still “Don’t screw the crew” both literal and figurative. We lived and worked in mixed company, and admittedly some of the Femmes I worked with were flat Frickin HAWT! but you kept The one eyed turtle on a short leash. Road tramps were one thing, CREW was off limits.

When you live in a box less than 10′ wide and only 40′ long, you see things. Its the nature of living in close quarters. Can’t say how many of those HAWT Femmes I saw in buff or near buff, but it wasn’t personal or teasing, just ‘life on the road’. Good memories for certain.

Had a few ‘back stage moments’ as well. One was Laney,,, (not her real name, but road nickname) Actress/singer was supposed to be singing backup from monitor world and her spot was coming on fast. Got on the clearcom to her dressing room and sent word. Next thing I know, I’m staring at her, singing away like God was her audience, buck frellin’ nekked except for big puffy ‘monster feet’ slippers she liked to wear when not on stage. She never batted an eye nor missed a note.

I miss those days, but Know,,, Thats a young persons business, not for an old phart like me. Far too much time away, months and months on the road, 6 days a week of working, sometimes twice a day, and that 7th was ‘travel day’ between cities (like half a continent travel) We didn’t (At least I didn’t feel like it) get paid for doing the show, we got paid for all the stuff leading up to and tearing it out for the next one. they paid us to make the system work and sound good, look good in the lighting, the stage. The shows, the vibe, the thrills, the nekked singers belting it out like no tomorrow backstage,,, that was what made it all worth it.

sigh

memories,,,,

carry on

LLLLL!!!

(, ‘)

May 1, 2026 | Categories: Uncategorized | 2 Comments

EOWW (end of a weak week)

Went in this AM and shuffled around until Son of Bossman told me “Dads cuttin’ your check, sorry we don’t have much of anything goin’ right now:”

sigh 11.5 hours. Not much of a paycheck to be honest. Paid the Car insurance, paying the phone bill, filled up Bloo ($55 could be worse, about what it would take to fill Buffalo for the same week.) I have one more bill due this week and I will have to work a small miracle to make it happen. Not gonna sell my guns or any other tool I have at my disposal. And NO! NOT A BLEG. Besides, even if y’all came through for me, what you sent wouldn’t clear in time to work. Thoughts appreciated, but please, I GOT THIS!!! Just venting out loud.

A good point, Went to get fuel for the mower. Mama sound asleep on Bloos hood. Didn’t bat an eye with me getting in, nor at the slamming door. Fired up Bloo and got a raised head with sleepy kitteh eyes and the impression of “oohh! Big Kitteh Purr!!!”. And BLoo does sound like a big purring kat at idle. Heck, mama didn’t even move when I started backing out (slowly, don’t wanna hurt the mama,,,) Her eyes did widen a bit more but she wouldn’t budge till I ‘popped’ the clutch to let her know “I’m rolling, best getta gone!” Bloo is running good, despite my paranoia telling me “Caution, Caution Caution!!!” Even Da said she ‘rides good’ after the one trip we took to town in her. Fill up came right at that13mpg mark and this week has all been in town. Not at all dissappointed. She is using some oil, and I haven’t found the leak yet, but I also haven’t been actively looking. That is one of this weekends projects. Not near as bad as the last block was using oil, no where near as bad. 170 miles and only 1/2qt down Definitely a leak of some sort: no blue smokes at all.

This weekend,,,, Knocking down the dead Oak in my front yard. Died late last year and is starting to lose branches. Needs down before it decides it comes down on house. Gonna take a couple of Poplar that are near it as well. Open up my skyline for better solar activity on my panels. The oak gets cut and split for firewood. The poplar for fire pit wood. I don’t like burning Poplar for heat in the house as it just doesn’t seem to do the job, but it does make pretty fires to stare into and lose my mind for a bit. After I get the RMH built, that attitude of ‘It just doesn’t do the job’ may change.

Mowing too. I guess that was obvious with the ‘Fuel for mower’ statement. Looking at Bloo and finding leaky-leaks, and working financial miracles,,, WHo knows, I may get a call this weekend yet and have more than enough to make that end meet the other.

and on a whim, after yesterdays wyrdness, I dropped $3 on a quickpick for tomorrows lottery draw. WTH, its just money, right? and in this day and age, $3 is small change, really,,,

Other things that need a doin’: Move the engine blocks to final homes, or near’bouts. Like the 4.3 for Buffalo. get that pulled the rest of the way and near her for when that time comes. The old Bloo-block just needs brought up here and out of Da’s hair. Where I’m gonna put it till I tear into it is up for grabs. Dunno yet. just somewhere out of the weather prefered, even if that out of the weather is under tarp. My driveway is starting to take on a decidedly ‘Redneck’ feel to it with all the car parts and wood shed and other stuff,,, Gonna need to address that soon,,, maybe a scrapyard run or two.

Its Freeday, and quite literally in my case since I didn’t actually do any work at the J.O.B. Just showed up and got paid an hour for that. (at least they don’t Joo you like some places I have worked, where you show up,, sit waiting, only to be told “no work today'” and Zero Compensation for your time and loyalty. One place around here is notorious for that type of screwing,,,)

Freeday,, lots of little things on the plate, and currently none making income, and I hope for that to change. One foot forward, keep moving,,,,

Love y’all!

LIVE

LOVE

LAUGH

LEARN

LOAD!!!

May 1, 2026 | Categories: Uncategorized | 2 Comments

zero point?

Been a rather strange day,,, Not quite here, but not ‘away’ either. Just existing in the moment and feeling ‘off’ but not in a bad way.

Wyrd,,,

Not much to say about much of nothing. Haven’t opened the feeds, nor scanned the usual blogs. Did my work at the J.O.B. (working on company truck that has been acting off itself. Wouldn’t take fuel, Simple workaround until such time as we can get the part to fix the issue.)

Stopped at Da’s on the way home. That’s when things really hit me as WYRD,,, Sitting there talking to Da and suddenly felt like I was in a room with a complete stranger. Not that I was, just that sort of discombobulation where everything looks as expected, but nothing FEELS,,,,

right,,,

I’m gonna blame the weather. Its been one of those days where it can’t seem to make up its mind on what direction it wants to take. Cool and chill in shaded areas, Hot, almost mean heat when in the sun, Wind blowing at random in random directions. More like the weather of mid March, not late April.

Even Da was saying he had felt off all day. Had a rough night for the first time in a month, was up at 3am, couldn’t sleep, watched some toob to chill out and finally fell back asleep around 5, only to wake again at 7 feeling like he hadn’t slept a wink.

I was the complete opposite of that last night. Woke once for hydraulic pressures, and then when the alarm started its thing, hit the snooze twice and struggled to not hit it a third. Usual for me is up at 5 5:30 and start writing something, even it never gets published. ( I learned back before the Covidiocy, don’t trash anything,, it may find new life in a different place/time) But that wasn’t this morning,,,

Not real sure what to make of it all, just another strange day mixed into this thing called life I guess.

Or I could take the thinking from the Kybalion, Cycles, frequencies, and I am at zero point in the sinewave, where it could go either way,,, The quantum super-position state before the observer effect kicks in.

Dunno,,,

Doesn’t much matter does it?

Carry on, thats what we do’ Love y’all

Live

Laugh

Learn

LOVE

LOAD!!!

April 30, 2026 | Categories: Uncategorized | 2 Comments

\bottom of the glass confessional

Not gonna lie to y’all,, been doin’ some drinking’ tonight. Mostly to settle me nerves down: a little anxiety rising with upcoming bills. No worries, it’ll all work out, somehow,,,

Fact is, I LIKE my J.O.B. with the Bossman and Son of Bossman. I feel like family there. Some of my unease is in part with our losing Bear-bear this past week. Poor gurl was my buddy at the shop. She would come down right around noon to remind my butt that I needed to eat sumpin’ (and in return, reward her for her service, of course.). She was my Gurlie-gurl that kept me sedate with Bossman on his bad mornin’s. I would look at her and she would just smile that Doggum smile and wiggle her butt waggin’ that mop of a tail. At that point, nothing Bossman could pull would set me off. (fact is, Bossman and I are very much alike in thinking and equally obstinate as fuck about it. That’s why we bump heads on the regular. Dunno how Son of Bossman tolerates the two of us, seriously.)

The other side of my unease is the last two days of “rainout’ that wasn’t. We really didn’t have enough rain IN MY OPINION, to justify our downtime. I firmly believe that the other Emps are gonna be in full agreement. Really, it sprinkled at best today, and it wasn’t raining at all when I got the text at 630. That tells me there is just a lack of work,, and thats been sort of evident with my build lists.

Sign of the Times?

Likely. The great wide world being in flux as it is: turmoil in the ME and a not so sane administration running a war that ain’t, apparently at the behest of a quasi-religious entity attempting to enact the book of Revelations in Real Time,,, (note; MY OPINION, YMMV)

No, I ain’t ‘jumping’ off the cliff’. I haven’t submitted any resignation notice, nor two weeks notice. Son of Bossman knows full well what my intentions are, probably did before even I did when I asked for help purchasing BlooTwuck. WHAT isn’t even the issue here: with the load out I have in Bloo, I can do many number of jobs and not limited to wrenching on cars and trucks. I have a full load out as if I were set up for fencing (that I don’t wanna touch with a 10′ pole in respect for the day J.O.B.) I can do handy man work, renovations (though I really don’t wanna get involved in that at this stage,, maybe laters when the finances can handle a large purchase for quick return. I haven’t the room right now.). With a quick toss in of specialty tools, I can advance even further. really, the only limitations I have are at the limits of my skillsets, and those can be pushed some.

And will be, I’m certain.

I’m not gonna sweat the bills this week. what gets paid will get paid, and it may not be at the minimum, but fuck’em,, shit sucks and they’ll get a little feel of it too, Right?

SO,,, raise a glass to poverty, the societal constant until the industrial age, and enjoy the music I am jamming to tonight.

Until tomorrow, y’all take care of yourselves. Love y’all

LIVE

LOVE

LEARN

LAUGH

LOAD!!!!

RIP Miss Bear-bear, aka MamaBear, originally P-Bear, but always the Bear and always the babysitter of the neighborhood kids.

April 29, 2026 | Categories: Uncategorized | 6 Comments