TOTALLY RANDOM POST II

[luposolitario]

reading the fishing stories, the horror, well, I'm less likely to talk about a different horror, it was an afternoon in the summer of 2010, a dear friend and I used to go fishing together, then I divided the streets and we were soon after. of pause, it is a question of running a current towards the trout through small artificial and walking, a bit of light grass to alleviate boredom, and find joy even without catching trout, after 2 hours of fishing I ate a sandwich and called to loud friend who fished a little way away under a small waterfall born of a detour, I smoked and looked at the river, great silence and insects sang in their own way with the birds, I saw far away, and my eyes had seen these big cups, 2 nipples, a woman took the sun, immediately I govane and my friend shocked by the discovery, threw the sandwich and slowly went down towards the shore, pants in the water and threw the bait, it was a classic to attract attention, after 3 minutes, constantly looking at the woman, the beautiful woman who gets up, stands out and takes a bath, smiles, her thoughts are so many, the hours pass and she gets the sun, my big piece of friend went to talk to her, I have observed from afar and I saw them laughing, I had no trout for a while, too much talk is not good for fishing, and I saw the figures lost in the grove adjacent to the river, at a certain point you hear an inhuman scream, something frightening it had happened in the tall grass, I heard branches and the grass made a noise, then I was quite defensive and I put down the stick, like a demon jumping out of my bush friend, he dived into the water in strange ways, as if is about to wash, I asked aloud: what happened ?? Hey ?? are you stupid but he cold in the water I look at myself, and he told me: he saw me, he touched me ... inside of me I thought that the sun had made a brut stroke of sunshine and noticing that the woman made the difference from us far away. my friend no longer comes to fish at the river. two years later, some witnesses laughed and told of a beautiful girl near the river, but the laughter was not healthy, something rough was hidden in the poplars and tall grass, a transsexual love hunt fishermans... keep attention bro

 

[CannaRed]

So.. dude looks like a lady?

 

[luposolitario]

So.. dude looks like a lady?

yes, for this my friend fall into the trap, always danger judging a box from the cover.....

 

[Green Squall]

Just a couple of mallard ducks sitting on my roof three stories up.

Nothing to see here folks, move along, move along.

 

[Stoner4Life]

killed a monster sized spider today, he'd claimed a corner of the room as his; he met my flying slipper which I tossed regardless of how much I might piss him off, the corner of the room he'd claimed includes the head of my bed. Spotted the culprit several times in the last 2 weeks as he became bolder.

the little things.......

 

[luposolitario]

killed a monster sized spider today, he'd claimed a corner of the room as his; he met my flying slipper which I tossed regardless of how much I might piss him off, the corner of the room he'd claimed includes the head of my bed. Spotted the culprit several times in the last 2 weeks as he became bolder.

the little things.......

remain Allertt!

 

[moose eater]

My wife made a larger batch of Kim Chi yesterday, after not making any for quite some time. She'd spent part of her under-grad time as an exchange student in S. Korea, way back during the routine riots there, and picked up some culinary affinities while there. Their kerosene heaters in their offices had been dually-purposed to make barley or corn tea; really the product of boiling otherwise questionable drinking water, and adding some sort of grain-like flavoring during the 'purification process.'

Anyway, as I was taking the warmed short-grain brown rice I'd seasoned the night before as it was boiling (to which I'd added a chicken base, not bullion, but base, basil, 5-spice, a touch of powdered ginger, yellow mustard powder, etc.), and wrapping some cold fresh Kim Chi with the rice in roasted Japanese seaweed, I recalled the recent reports about heightened levels of cesium35 in samples taken off Alaska's Coast, and other reports that Fukushima is still leaking nuclear effluent into the N. Pacific.

I was having an otherwise 'healthy breakfast,' right? Seaweed, brown rice, and veggies. All but for the heavy metal component that I could probably do without.

I thought about the sockeye and king salmon we'll dip-net this June, coming shortly, to deck out the walk-in smoker and freezers a bit. I contemplated the heavy metals they're known to carry.

I recalled going through airport security at LAX on my way to and from Australia last month, and how the back-scatter scanners had apparently been up-ticked in re. to sensitivity, reacting to tiny bits of metal in my right knee that had typically not been detectable at previous scanner settings, to the extent that I'd forgotten for decades that the surgeon had left them in there, during what we had sometimes referred to as 'Black & Decker surgery.'

Then I envisioned a time in our future that those of us who eat a fair amount of N. Pacific seafood and other produce from the ocean(s) might find ourselves walking through TSA or other similar scanners, and having the whole image of ourselves light up under the scanner's bombardment of our bodies, as a result of steadily ingesting heavy metals and radioactive litter.

I went back to eating my kim chi and brown rice wrappped in roasted dried Japanese seaweed for breakfast, thinking about the nuclear vessels and other toxic waste the Ruskies , U.S., and others have scuttled in the Bering Sea and N. Pacific over the last 60-70 years.

You might say that breakfast took on a whole new glow.

 

[OranguTrump]

Sitting in living room, baked, morning after having a nuclear meltdown fight with Mrs.


She went to sister's place - I got zero sleep here. 33 years, this was top 3 big fights. Maybe top 2.


Too quiet here.

 

[CannaRed]

killed a monster sized spider today, he'd claimed a corner of the room as his; he met my flying slipper which I tossed regardless of how much I might piss him off, the corner of the room he'd claimed includes the head of my bed. Spotted the culprit several times in the last 2 weeks as he became bolder.

the little things.......

Not scared of much stuff.. (like truly scared). But spiders. Fuck.

Everyone says "it's not a black widow it won't hurt you"

If it gets on me and I have a heart attack, I consider myself hurt!!

I hate killing snakes now. I read about how much they help keep Lyme disease in control. Deer ticks are more common on mice than the deer they are named after.

But a Catbird has been making way too much noise- for like two weeks.
Yesterday I went to see what was going on. Black snake getting his ass attacked by three Catbirds.
I killed it, so we could get some peace and quiet.

This morning same loud ass "meowing".
Then I felt bad for killing the snake if the birds weren't gonna shut up.

But they were attacking another snake on the same branch of the same tree.

Tomorrow, y'all birds on your own

 

[CannaRed]

Sitting in living room, baked, morning after having a nuclear meltdown fight with Mrs.


She went to sister's place - I got zero sleep here. 33 years, this was top 3 big fights. Maybe top 2.


Too quiet here.

Sorry to hear this.
I'm lucky to have a wife that doesn't argue or nag.
We made it through years of addiction. Now we making it through our years of sobriety.

Good luck brother. Hope she comes home soon.

At a certain point, it doesn't matter who was right, who was wrong. Just matters how soon you can get past it. You got 33 years experience, y'all got this!

 

[Stoner4Life]

got a chink in my fuckin' armor, a home full of mosquitoes, time to go buy a can of spray then leave my home for a bit.

 

[moose eater]

For those who've at times been bothered by the length of my posts, or other features of same, you may be in-line for a reprieve shortly... Maybe.

I received a notice at my post office yesterday from my ISP that my ancient 56k dial-up connection will no longer be maintained. They cited a lack of available components due to the obsolete nature of their older dial-up system.

They stated they will still offer the system to those of us who have been using it, but that when it dies, it's dead, and there will be no coming back.

There was another company in the area installing fiber-optic, but for the 2 years I had asked for answers to technical questions, receiving nothing in the way of resolve, they apparently took our interest as a 'go-ahead,' and while I was out of the Country, the buggers took the liberty of hanging their gear on my home in less-than-helpful or appropriate ways. So I had them take it off until they could get their technique (and protocol) corrected.

(*They at least did give partial answers to the questions they'd been asked 3 times in 2 years... The things you have to go through to get what ought to be basic information...)

Anyway, if my posts cease, either their unmaintained system dropped dead, or I did, or something else happened in life.

On the other hand, it might be quaint to take a step back in time, to 2 decades ago, and lose the connection for at least a bit. The thing already fails to function in most complex activities on-line, so I won't be losing much, and can check email, etc., from a higher speed connection in town on occasion.

The planet continues to spin in its own direction, regardless of what I or others think is correct. Very little new under the sun.

 

[OranguTrump]

Sitting in living room, baked, morning after having a nuclear meltdown fight with Mrs.


She went to sister's place - I got zero sleep here. 33 years, this was top 3 big fights. Maybe top 2.


Too quiet here.

She's home

 

[moose eater]

She's home

Happy to read that OT. I hate heart-ache, and conflict that fails to resolve into something better and more peaceful.

Wishing you 2 the best.

 

[moose eater]

Well, I've just split a Samuel Smith's Imperial Stout (7% and INCREDIBLE!) with my wife.

We'll be celebrating our 30th wedding anniversary in several days, and lived together for most of year before we married. All that time with my eccentric OCD ass, and though there's been some limping along the way, and even recently, despite moments of "Fuck this!! I'm out of here!!", another year is passing and we usually feel good about each other. Not chasing Nirvana where it can't be found may well have been a part of all that, though I struggle with that acceptance, and 'desire my way' into any number of funks.

The boat's primary power, a 1988 Mercury 35 hp outboard, just got a compression test in the driveway, with both cylinders scoring home-runs; 1 cylinder's at 150 psi, after warming it up, and the other is at 153 psi. So as far as the old, aging Merc is concerned, lake trout trolling in remote Yukon Territory Canada lakes this July is a thing.

The salmon run at Chitina this year is FUCKING STELLAR, with over 350,000 fish having passed through the Miles Canyon sonar as of 2 days ago; the high-point being a single day last week during which about 39,000 salmon passed that point in the Copper River.. We'll be dip-netting there mid-week, next week, providing Ma' Nature and the Cosmos don't veto the whole deal. And my spine doesn't take a puke.

Gry sounds better.

OranguTrump has light at the end of the matrimonial tunnel.

The scissor hash of unknown variety, from the mostly empty pill canister in my nightstand, 1 of many, was pretty darned nice.

The rain is damping the garden, which still awaits planting; not the latest effort, but trying still to take a blue ribbon in "What the fuck was I thinking??!!" in the very local procrastination contest. But I don't have to string hoses and set up sprinklers today. Whew!! The scissor hash, half-beer, and the hose obligation were starting to have an argument!!

My wife's been clearing and excavating the area in a hillside out back where her sauna will go, and we discovered during that effort that our decade-old German Shepherd, my best friend, digs on command??!! Who knew??!! Seriously. Point to spot, and say, authoritatively, DIG!!" Bingo. And overall, she's a lot younger, stronger, and healthier than we are.

Don't tell the laborer's union. They might put a hit on her. She's effective, and she's working for mere dog nuggets, love, and some hugs, as well as having her own chair designated; an antique swivel rocker in the living room.

All of that, and my wife's whipping up a pizza crust (NYC-style whole wheat from my well-tuned recipes, with extra gluten and oil for that chewy, crispy thinner crust), to which I'll soon be adding a thinner spreading of my home-made red sauce, grated mozzarella cheese, pepperoni slices, thick-sliced Porta Bella 'shrooms, jalapenos, sliced purple onions, red sweet bell peppers, sliced colossal green olives, and a tad bit of goat cheese, sprinkled with parmesan.

And the Bare Naked Ladies Live album is on the disc player.. roughly a week and a half shy of my return trip home from my spine surgery in Los Anchorage last year, listening to the same CD. Gliding over the State.

Yeah, there's a lot of stuff in life that sucks. A whole lot that could be made better. But today ain't so bad. Not here. Not right now, anyway.

 

[St. Phatty]

For those who've at times been bothered by the length of my posts, or other features of same, you may be in-line for a reprieve shortly... Maybe.

I received a notice at my post office yesterday from my ISP that my ancient 56k dial-up connection will no longer be maintained. They cited a lack of available components due to the obsolete nature of their older dial-up system.

I like 56k, especially high-speed dial-up (112K, a variation sort of, of 56K).

Why don't you write Google and ask them to give you free Internet, the way they adopted some other cities & gave them free Internet.

I think Alaska might become a high-growth area. As it thaws out and because property costs are high elsewhere.

Plus you have Matanuska Thunderfuck.



Have you heard any good Bigfoot stories ?

One of the stories I heard in Oregon was about a cop that was called out to deal with a huge biker party near Cave Junction. The cops were WAAAY out-gunned but they were supposed to get the party with is "naked criminality" under control.

So the one cop asked to meet with the head old ladies. He gave them a spiel about Bigfoot.

They scared and they pressured their biker boy-friends to split.


There's nothing wrong with land-lines, except the companies like Century link that took a $100 a year service and tried to make it a $1000 a year scam.

Some of the best Internet access I had was 56K/ 112K, $100 a year, and $15 for the phone line, in San Diego.

 

[moose eater]

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[CannaRed]

I have a screw in motion detector light in my stairway.
It has small field of view so it turns on when I get to second step . Coming from either top or bottom.
Somehow my dog and cat go up and down without setting it off.

 

[moose eater]

Edit: It was humor. Decided it didn't belong here. Now it's not.

 

[Stoner4Life]

watched some punk getting taken down (& held there) by 2, then a 3rd big guy, tourists who'd come out of the diner to find this guy ripping off their boat electronics (or a laptop) that I saw.

City, county, and state troopers there in just a couple of minutes, and 5 minutes later the tribal police show up as the culprit was a native american, and damn was he ever putting up a huge struggle to get away from those 3 guys.

you reap what you sow.......