Sunday, August 31, 2014

Stupidest/most nebulous reporting ever??

In a world of stupid reporting, this pretty much takes the cake.  I was half-listening to the news yesterday morning and heard something about a 'threat' against Obama out of Connecticut, although I think he was in New Hampshire.  The actual reporting verbiage was:

"Authorities are looking for a person driving a car."

I am not kidding.  That's what was said.  By a talking head.  With a straight face.   Now neither Connecticut nor New Hampshire are huge states, but that's quite a few people and I'm sure a large portion of them have cars.

Saturday, August 30, 2014


Brigid has an interesting post up regarding some DNA testing and how it didn't quite come out the way she thought it would.  One thing that makes the USA different than every other country is the melting-pot-that-used-to-be.  I was told for a long time that I had Cherokee or Osage blood.  An uncle investigated and it turns out not to be true.  But I do have Scottish blood, and Irish, and French, and English, and some German thrown in there just because.  While there's no Native American, I do have a couple stars in the D.A.R. if I ever decided to pursue that avenue so some of my people have been here a while.  I'm American, not Scottish-American, or Irish-American, or Franco-American (although I love Spagetti-O's).

Bill Murray, I think, said it best....

Sunday, August 24, 2014

Glad working outside day was yesterday

As Mr B said, yesterday was spent helping a friend who had two rather large trees come down in his yard--right onto his septic field.  So with tractor, chainsaws, log tongs, chains, and bucket forks, we set out first thing in the morning.

I ran the tractor while Mr B took to the tree with chainsaw in hand.  There were several other folks that showed up to help as well--kind of like a barn raising, but with a different objective.  Many hands make light work, but a tractor in the mix never hurts either.  With the forks on the front, I was hauling upwards of 1000 pounds a load and I ran for pretty much 7 hours--that's a lot of tree and that was just the branches, most of the time.   I did bend, then lost, the reinforcing turnbuckle and chain that Mr B put on the bucket  but  it was proof of concept so he's now making a new one that's a tad bit stronger.

Took a half hour for lunch provided by the homeowner (definite class/nice folks and much appreciated--they also brought water around every hour or so).

It wasn't all tractor work--I climbed up and down to load up the bucket and I did find one of the holes in the septic field caused by the tree falling--unfortunately by putting my foot up to mid-calf in it.   Fortunately I have one pair of shoes that's only for outdoor work, and I was wearing them.  Not sure if I'll ever go near them again, but they were solid leather and waterproof (two really good things in this instance).  At least it was towards the end of the field so it wasn't as horrible as it could have been.

The team that couldn't be there yesterday is taking over today so we can get some stuff done around our house.  I was able to help one gentleman--he was a solid worker, but I noticed he'd stopped sweating and got him to stop, rest, and hydrate.  Lessons learned from detassling and reinforced by working with Mr B often.

Today it's catch-up around our homestead and maybe a nice nap this afternoon--not used to that kind  of work like I used to be.  But it was a good day.

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Breaking a CFL--Hazmat Alert!

This morning I noticed that a compact florescent light bulb had burnt out in the guest room so I got up on a chair to change it out.  Sure as anything, it slid right out my hand and on a pile of clothes.  And broke.  Really, shattered.  And sent shards all over the place.  And if you look on the internet, this type of incident is second only to living near Fukishima or at the Love Canal in the need for hazmat remediation.  ZOMG!  Shut down your air conditioner and open the windows! Hide the pets!  Put on your respirator and coveralls and prepare for decon!

I did vacuum it up and rinsed out the drum afterwards even though the online fearmonging site said to only use duct tape and wet cloths for clean up to avoid the miniscule amount of mercury released from contaminating the whole house.  But "they" even recommend throwing out the clothes that you wore while cleaning it up.  Apparently "they" have a much larger clothing budget than I do.  The clothes upon which this item from hell shattered are going in the wash.  So are the clothes I had on this morning while cleaning up.  Some of the shards landed on my overnight bag that was pretty pricey.  I'm going to live on the edge and just settle with wiping it down with a wet paper towel.

I like the cost savings of using these things, but dang, I'm thinking incandescent bulbs from now on, if I can find any.  Too much stress.

Saturday, August 2, 2014

Happy Llamas!

Via Letter from Hardscrabble Creek:

Apparently the ancient Celts held a solar celebration honoring Llamas this weekend, or at least that's how history has been rewritten by the Pueblo Chieftain.

If it's in print, it must be true, so Happy Llamas' Day!  Here's Lloyd the Llama.  He looks pretty happy.  Just doin' my part to spread the word.