My pumkin

Sounded like a bomb yesterday, or a gas explosion blowing an apartment up. But it was just a transformer fuse blowing, so we wuz without power for two hours. Our piece of shit heaters don’t work when the grid is down so the first thing I did was turn on the oven. Some of the folks here can’t do that as they have newer kitchen stoves with electric ignition. I suppose they could use a match to light a couple of burners.

It’s different in Texas, I guess an outfit called OnCor is in charge of most of the grid here, and an OnCor truck came by but it was an independent that showed up to fix it.

Big flock of turkeys on the road to Fabis, I could have shot some but didn’t have a gun with me. I don’t want to bother with one anyway.

God told me what she doesn't give a shit about any of this. That is why she gave us free will, got fucking bored with us.

Oil & filter

I gave myself an A for my effort, godfuckingdamnit.

Jesusfuckingchrist, Home Depot is now as bad as Walmart, bunch of christmas shit out already. You idiots better get out there and start giving them your money.

Changed the oil and filter in the truck yesterday while it was warm. Seems to have gone from hot to cold here.

A pile of shit?

Why would a lady wear a pile of shit on her head?

New winter coat? Na, still using the one I bought at a Target store in Fredrick, Maryland in 1986.

I see that Fabis has a camping fee now, I may not camp there again and just consider it a day use place.

I’ve said it before but I’ve given up on ever having a girlfriend or mate again, from now on they are all just casual friends.

Some folks can figure out how to spend a quarter of a million a year and still make it sound like it isn’t enough for a family of six.

The Streets of Laredo is a pretty damn good movie, four hours long but I watched it again.

 “A calm and modest life brings more happiness than the pursuit of success combined with constant restlessness."

If you have been praying to a god for some time and your life or health is still fucked up I’d say that you just don’t get it.

Richard

Feynman sure was an interesting man, very smart, I’ve studied him a lot, I’ve studied many things while others watched football and other stupid crap. He liked to hang out in titty bars a lot and his wife didn’t even mind that he did. Any of you guys have a woman as cool as that?

Hadn’t seen Eva for a while so asked about her at the Wagon, she had an emergency operation a few weeks ago, they removed about a foot of her intestine, it will be a few more weeks before she can return to work. Terri was there for lunch so I talked to her for a bit, she has been working so much that she just hasn’t been at the bar much for a while.

Any man that keeps helping a woman make her life better while she keeps insisting that they are just friends is a damn fool and should wise up, he is just being used.

Swap lot

A lot on Austin has gone to a swap format, that’s cool. A number of older rigs on it and some folks are wanting older rigs as they are cheaper to fix and easier to work on.

Cool, if they don’t want too much for those old clunkers. If you can get a clunker for a couple hundred bucks and put four grand in it you will have a better rig than if you buy a newer used rig for four grand that will fucking fail on you in a week and need another four grand in repairs.

Fuel injection is cool but they keep making the systems more complex, not just the fuel systems, all systems. And it seems that they are only built to last about five years anymore.

Weekend trip

Boyfriend and girlfriend go on a weekend trip together.

Streets of Laredo by Larry McMurtry is pretty good, James Gardner does a good job of playing Ranger Call.

My version: With an ugly crack in a railroad shack I spent my younger days, and I guess the sound of the outward bound made me a slave to my wandering ways. The restless wind is a wayward wind……. LOL

Dance like no one is watching, sing like no one is listening.

Weather

Gonna cool down

Cake

My neighbor, you know, the vice president of the local chapter of the Texas Itty Bitty Club (TIBC) gave me two pieces of yellow cake with lemon sauce on them, I’ll have a piece this morning, like I always say, life is uncertain, eat dessert first.

Then I’m going to go have coffee with my girl friend, that would tell you I’m full of shit cuz she isn’t, but she admires my delusion.

Not sure what I will be doing for the rest of the day, maybe have the truck safety inspected as it’s time for new tabs.

Life on the road

I’ve mentioned a couple of times that I follow some RV folks on Utube, their lifestyles and travels are very interesting. They have problems at times of course but always seem to work through them.

Eric kept having problems with his old RV breaking down and was often pretty broke and trying to come up with the funds to get it fixed but slowly started making more money on Utube so got a newer one about a year ago. RV’s can be a pain in the ass, rolling homes that are falling apart and hard to work on, and expensive to have fixed.

And that damn thing is always breaking, everything from the brakes to the automatic transmission, that had to be rebuilt last winter in Florida. The brakes finely got fixed right this summer in Montana. Since then it has started running like crap, he had the cats replaced and he is now in Florida where he has a good friend that goes by RV Prepper Wayne that in my humble fucking opinion is a damn good mechanic. I’m impressed with his work.

He took the top of the engine apart and replaced a bunch of stuff, gaskets, fuel injectors, fuel pressure regulator, etc, and now it is running like a new rig again. I’m glad I don’t have to work as a mechanic on these newer rigs, they are a pain in the ass.

A lot of those RV folks often flock together for a while at times, like birds of a feather. Like spend much of the winter at what they call RTR in Arizona but Eric is thinking about staying in Florida this winter.

Caravan Caroline, an ex cop that got MS and discovered that her health improved after deciding to live in a van she converted into a camper is still fucking around in Oregon where it is getting cold but she and a few buddies are working their way south for the winter.

Another lady I follow, Carolyn's RV Life, has been screwing around in Tennessee. Folks like that are sure interesting to follow. The local Toyota RV is tempting.

Things

Since starting on my pain in the ass spiritual quest/journey 20 years ago I’ve pondered on many things a hell of a lot more than I’ve wanted too.

Got to thinking that it may be a good thing that the christians adopted some of the old pagan traditions. Were it not for that their religions would still be boring as fuck and they would still be the murderess bastards they was in their earlier history. At least they have calmed down a little bit.

I was fucking Johnny’s sister, Suzy, on the old sofa on the front porch while steeters lunched on my ass and sweat ran down the crack in the Louisiana heat when her new friend walked up. “Hi Suzy, who ya fucking?” “Hi Jo Ann, this is Johnny’s brother, Billy.” “Hi Billy, nice cock.” “Hi Jo Ann, thank you, nice tits.” “Thank you, can I have some of that cock?” “Stick around for a few minutes, Suzy is about done in.” “Will do.”

Hahahahahaha

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8r-e2NDSTuE

Tuff

Those old Internationals were tuff trucks. Not made for speed or good fuel economy but made for farmers and trades people that needed tuff hard working trucks. And some of them looked pretty damn good for those days, I like the body style on that one. 

I don’t work on it a lot at a time but I’m sanding down the fuck up on the chair body. It will have to do without a clear coat cuz that shit doesn’t play well. Paint and body men must get bored a lot as it can take a lot of tedious work to get a real nice paint job. Especially then things fuck up.

I went through the bike department twice looking for one of those bike flags but didn’t see any. The other day I spotted one in a ladies shopping cart so I stopped and asked her where she found it. She said at the end cap, I guess I didn’t notice them as when I got to the end of the isle I looked at the stuff on the wall.

A neighbors adult son checked out with a .44 the other day, guess he was tired of life on this rock and decided to relocate but it’s hard on a mother to lose a child.

Nice work

The people that make those trailers do damn nice work, I’ll bet they are proud of them.

Yesterday I worked for a bit on improving a path to the water.

Sam Elliott in GONE TO TEXAS, pretty damn good movie.

The shits

That house brand of chili that Aldi’s sells gave me the shits.

Even without intelligent design you can still believe in a heaven, and it can be what you want it to be, doesn’t even have to have a god in it, or you can be the god in it. 

I guess the witch in the unit behind me doesn’t do halloween.

Porn

I know a lady that is having a major operation this week, they are going to take a box cutter and slice her legs open to install high tech fiber optic veins in them, or something like that. But she is a very private person so I suppose she wouldn’t want me mentioning it or that if you are into that praying stuff that you could send some her way, so just forget that I mentioned it.

I got some decent pacific cod the other day, the monkeys here think catfish is a fucking food item.

A couple of friends have shared some porn videos with me via messenger, I guess you can get away with that as long as no one reports you. I’ve never watched much porn but I must admit that they are enjoyable to watch while I polish my cock.

Non-denominational Muslim, hum, will ponder on that.

A bit of fishing

Drowned a worm yesterday but never even got a bite in an hour. A lots of folks say that live bait is the best, or a cut up perch, I’ve never used live bait before, may try it. Some folks were camping at site six but wasn’t fishing so I went ahead and fished there.

I don’t have any heavy duty fishing gear but took the stoutest pole I have and with a big treble hook I cut the points off of I fished some branches out of the water while it is low.

Didn’t even ask why I felt hurt, that is how little she cared.

Last year my truck A/C worked for three months, got me through the hottest part of summer. This year it is still working good, guess whatever the stop leak shit is in the more expensive freon is worth the extra ten bucks a can for older systems like mine.

Paint job went to hell

Off line for two days and didn’t miss a fucking thing.

Haven’t seen Christina for some time, she once mentioned she should move to Colorado where she could get legal pot to try on some of her medical issues, maybe she did.

Mark, one of our maintenance men got a blood clot in his brain, I like him, hope he can return to work soon.

He gently slid his big hard throbbing cock into her wet and wanting pussy while kissing the hard nipples on her magnificent tits and started thrusting up and down, she had been wanting him for so long that she had an explosive climax right away, but they wasn’t done, they kept on fucking through the night taking each other to numerous wonderful climaxes until they dropped off into a deep and satisfied slumber at dawn. The fuck fest had begun, along with their many other adventures. Well, most folks like a little fantasy.

I had the body of the electric chair looking real good considering I don’t have a fancy paint booth so am at the mercy of what is in the air outside, until I sprayed the clear coat on it. Even though it is the same brand as the paint it crinkled in places, so more work on it. Sigh.

May go fishing for a bit this morning…..

Fan blades

Boy, the tops of the ceiling fan blades was really grungy, smokers I suppose.

Hum, was sitting on the front porch enjoying the evening and noticed some small oil spots where I park so I had better check that out. The Pissant Ant Express has never leaked oil but one other time and I don’t recall why, but it does have over 200K on it now so that is to be expected.

Christians are a cult also, and a very brainwashed one.

“Dignity
/ˈdignitē/ noun
1. The moment you realize that the person you cared for has nothing spiritually to offer you, but a headache.

It appears that California isn’t getting much of a break, I’m sort of surprised that they haven’t had more control over the fires.

Brain

Boy, the memories we have at times, hey? Shelly popped into my mind. Years ago after taking a car to my Grandmother in Ogden, Utah, on my way back home in Washington I stopped in Bliss, Idaho for lunch. The waitress was cute and very friendly and I asked her for her address and we started exchanging letters. A few months later I went to Bliss for three days to meet her folks and have thanksgiving dinner at their home, Shelly still lived with them.

She loved to dance so we went dancing the three nights I was there, don’t recall if she drank but we went to night spots to dance. She danced sort of jerky, like she had a bad joint but she loved to dance close so I adjusted to it. We continued to write too each other for a few months and then she became unhappy for some reason and moved, to Boise as I recall. Wasn’t happy there so next I heard from her in Salt Lake City and she didn’t seem to be happy there either.

After that I never heard from her again, anyway, I hope that she found what she was seeking has been enjoying life and things has gone well for her, she was a good kid.

Ants

Live and learn, I had no idea that hippie chicks were so confusing. Free love my ass, hey, I would be more fun than masturbating.

Praying is like a rocking chair - it'll give you something to do, but it won't get you anywhere. If believers love god so much why don’t they want to go live with him?

Priest: Is it still a requirement of your faith that you not eat pork?
Rabbi: Yes, that is still one of our beliefs.
Priest: Have you ever eaten pork?
Rabbi: Yes, on one occasion I ate a ham sandwich. Is it still a requirement of your church that you remain celibate?
Priest: Yes, that is still very much a part of our faith.
Rabbi: Have you ever fallen to the temptations of the flesh?
Priest: Yes, on one occasion.
Rabbi: What did you think of it?
Priest: Beats the hell out of a ham sandwich.

Cock on a rock

I guess the stupid fidget spinner fad is dying already, can get them for a buck now.

The ace hardware chair webbing I bought a couple months ago is already going to hell, I won’t buy more of that shit.

I’ve accepted that there is next to no interest in me being in her life so will just mind my business.

I try, though not all the time, to think like a wise man, as an adult using logic instead of emotions.

Well, you monkeys be careful out there. Won’t be another post until next Sunday.