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.