running low on pay shunts

gotten very frustrating the last few days or so...have 'dave' the roofer here putting on the metal roofing materials and oh boy, I had a subroof cut at McLanahan lumber and what does good ol dave do but NOT tear off the torchdown roof, not remove the rolled roofing, not take out any of the corroded rafters and NAIL the metal roof right over eberyting...I guess I'm going to tear out my hair and start screaming, he's got it just about all nailed down..makes you think everyone is in cahoots to charge arms and legs for stuff that needs doing and that I COULD HAVE DONE THIS B ETTER BY MYSELF..

sunday tomorrow

kay nelson has passed away..went to forks to tell mom this she was surprised we shared her meal then I got mine in the café, she is still putting her head on the table in fatigue after a little exertion..haven't heard from tony about doing the roof a great inertia today weather not good enough to do yardsale though time was very available for it next weekend very busy for sekiu days feets cold finished one hundred years of solitude and god created them all and now a dick francis racing book whiplash to start appreciating the summer but it's going fast great urge to go camping muffler rattling need ball joints ebrake adjusted well, at this time haven't seen tim around at all looked up Julius on facebook him and deb got together in 2013 so they're married a year now about writing and stuff going on midnight should head to bed wondering when it's my turn..supposed to be sunny tomorrow..god bless us one and all..

weather

have to leave soon but do have the puter working sort of...it's a good thing...supposed to bring over selected writings..for publication in latest edition of Strait Tales..have some selected although they got a bit reshuffled with the boys visiting...
kind of a sort of sunny day...just painted toenails blue..watching 'how to kill your neighbor's dog'...profanity very obvious...

living too old to be a cat

well, you have to wonder how long it's going to go on and if it really isn't about holding up a fake fort in a fake universe with only the DOS to supply an option...how many macros does it take to char a reject???
something like that...
philosophy for nerdonecromancers
am I really committed to getting HC into the office of the P when I know for certain what the obstacles are and a roast beef might be so much better??

omigod is it raining

that's what it's doing all right..and there's a story I wanted to write which I should practice on here...it was a f unny one, am getting this vague recollection of what is whas, ahh..the four knock corner, that's what it was..
I was on an ambulance call in the rain last night, we went way past the four knock corner and we got to stand at either end of the site with our stop/slow signs directing traffic, staying in touch by ambulance...
in order to distract myself because I worry unbearably on the way to the scene about what grisly evidence may be there in terms of human anguish...luckily this was not one of those times although the rain never let up and Norm was his usual peevish self...nag nag nag...like we don't hop and skip and jump fast enough for that motherfucker...hehe..
anyways, as we were rounding the four knock corner up from where the Merrill Ring tree farm offices are located, I recalled that I need to write a story for writers' group about the four knock corner and why I call it that...
it happened maybe twenty-twenty five years ago...we had been in Port Angeles, we were still riding around in the big old 1979 cougar...I'd had the top recovered in fake alligator vinyl because it leaked...I'd tried to decoupage Queen Latifa pictures on the inner ceiling, didn't work, but it was a wide and comfortable ride 

here I am...signed sealed deLibbered...

well...got a cell phone to call the kids on...here from sweethearts on..and I ain't gettin' no news from now here these days...just grumpy...sounds like...should be off and running in the nowhere to here time as far as I can see that Mow.rin winn is glomming onto the good stuff first off can you see her with the bag o likrish...seems she did that at the red hats and took a whole pie, hehe...interesting...always so breathless and can't wait a minute can't talk without being breathless it's interesting such masculine features lot like bonnie beck reminded me of PROGENY in the hands of the profumo purchasers..no doubt it is...while we sit d umbfounded watching how did that happen?? hmm

sleeper on the downside

not sur e about how to do t he assigned job t hing...not sharing with new car/sound domicile
been out cleaning the front of the building, sweeping up mud (shoveling it)...putting away Christmas tree and photographs from previous years of photo displays...sun is staying steady...kind of wandering off into t he bliss of s unshine to investigate t he rest of the day...more or less...