Saturday, June 01, 2019

Country Roads, taking me away from home

But it's still a beautiful drive down Highway 95.  If I remember to take any pictures, I'll post a few later.

Friday, May 31, 2019

Posting will be a bit light

Wrapping up vacation with my family, and then continuing on the journey.  I don't have much of an internet connection out where I'm at, and I don't know what I'll have on the road.

Rest assured that short of a storm washing me into a gully, or some act of God, I'll be back up sometime soon.

Thursday, May 30, 2019

Decorum

Apparently, when you cut down a tree, the proper verbiage to use is to loudly announced "TIMBER!" and then move away from the base of the tree as it topples over.  Unfortunately, I tried to do just that, but.....



What came out of my mouth sounded more like "BWAAA HAAA HAAA OH MY GOD I LOVE CHAINSAWS THIS IS AWESOME!"

I'll try to do better next time.  But hey, chainsaws, amirite?

Wednesday, May 29, 2019

C'mon, Self, we can do this!

Three and a half hours with a chainsaw, cutting trees into firewood.  The Ragin' Parents have had part of their property logged, and not all the logs are fit for the mill.  Those that are rejected get piled up, and they are either burned as part of a slash pile, or they're cut up for firewood.

Well, my parents use wood heat, and they go through about five to eight cords of wood a winter, depending on conditions.

One cord of wood = a stack of wood 4' X 4' X 8'.  So we're talking 128 cubic feet of cut, dried, split lumber.

Needless to say, Dad isn't going to let all that free firewood just go to waste.  So since I had my chainsaw with me, and of course he has his own, we set to work with a purpose.  Both of us burned through three tanks of gas in three and a half hours, and the jumbled stack of logs slowly turned into neat stacks of cut rounds.  They'll stay where they are while they dry, until it's time to split them.

Waking up today was an experience in making sure I didn't turn over too quickly, lest my lower back explode out in a gruesome display.

I used to do this shit all day, every summer day, and then go out and run around like a crazy person.  Damn, I got old.  At least I can take pleasure in the fact that come the holidays, we'll be kept warm by that stack of wood.

Bias Confirmation

That is, the confirmation of bias in the DNC propaganda mill known as the US Media.

That correlation turned out to be quite pronounced: Of all 15 verified national-level journalists in our subset, we couldn’t find a single article, by any of them, that was markedly critical of Antifa in any way. In all cases, their work in this area consisted primarily of downplaying Antifa violence while advancing Antifa talking points, and in some cases quoting Antifa extremists as if they were impartial experts.

As Instapundit keeps saying, just think of the Media as Democrat Party activist with bylines, and it all becomes clear.

Monday, May 27, 2019

In Flanders Fields the poppies grow....



Doing a Memorial Day event with my dad and his group.  They'll be reading off the names of all the veterans who died in our county over the past year.  The reading of the names will take at least ten minutes.

We all return to dust.  Some return via a sacrifice for their country.