Thursday, 30 July 2020
Signs A The Times
Yesterday on the email the President bow bender and bottle washer sent out a message that our club has an “urban outdoorsman” (homeless bum) using our Outdoor Range facility. For those guys it probably looks pretty sweet. The club house is wide open and relatively weather proof, the out houses are clean. It has a nice wood stove, and depending on the hobo involved, he could button up in there and nobody would know he’s even there. The clubhouse only gets used at formal events and tournaments... people generally go there to be outside. It’s about 6 miles out in the country so other than sparse random traffic out on the county road... it’s out of the way and relatively off the grid. I woulda thunk hobos would prefer to be closer to town but whadda I know. If I see him, and he minds his manners and respects the property I’ll probably just overlook it. There but for the grace of God go I...
It’s high summer up here in Alberta now. Day before yesterday it was 32C. I start to melt in the mid 20’s and I sublimate into a gaseous state in the low 30s. Even though we went in the morning and dropped Macey off early... Mort and I had to scrub the Long Range Dawg Patrol. I usually pig shave Mort in the summers but lately his hair started having a problem growing back from it... so he’s stuck in his fur coat. I got an hour and a half out of him and he just crashed when we got home. Thankfully the days are getting shorter and we’ll sneak out for quick and dirty walks in the morning until it cools down.
I had to laugh at the stubfarts over at a Camp Borepatch. Apparently you stupid, ignorant Yanks are starting to experience supply chain issues induced by the Chinkypox lockdowns. Ha!!! Foolish American capitalist pig dogs!!! Serves ya right!!! The zampolits over at the CBC up here just announced that we can expect “a full economic recovery by September!” So what does that mean in real terms? Welp... by the time that Pete and Quartermain and BP line up... I will be well ahead in the line up for bread and the soup kitchens! When they get a garbage fire going in the 45 gallon drums, I will have a great spot and cookzing my beans before they ever show up! Probably get first go at the best spots in the flop houses too!HAR HAR HAR!!!😂👍 We are going to be paying for this for the next 100 years...
I’m waiting though. There’s that first morning coming where you can smell the fall in the air. Before I know it, the hot rodders will be doing their massive end of summer show n’ shine in the church parking lot across the street. The older I get, the shorter the summers become.
The world moves on, and for now, I go plodding after it. Have a great Thursday you guys, and thanks for dropping in.