Busy Busy Busy

 I am gearing up to get the Forest Deployment Module (camper) ready to roll. My deep cycle batteries were pooched, so I had to get replacements and take the old cores in. I hate stuff like this because I hate spending money, and I hate shopping during the pandemic hysteria...

I am fed up with the pandemic now. Our moron leaders are talking about another three week lock down, and they can just shove that one up their collective ass. I went into the battery shop deliberately without my mask. Some kid scolded me so I put it on, pretending to be a forgetful old fart, and deliberately half-assed it so my nose hung out. I am going to do that everywhere now; play time is over Karen. You had your fun and your drama, but now it’s time to grow up. I am going to make tormenting those scolds a hobby!😆👍

Then I went to one of the last archery shops in Edmonton. It was closed due to chinkypox, opening again on the 20th. What arseholes, I spent 40 minutes trying to get there through construction zones... and the chits decided to use the pandemic to take a holiday. Fine... I don’t care if they don’t come back. There was one other shop... and When I got there, I knew I had found my new tackle shop. Up in the window was a big sign declaring that they don’t bother checking your documents if you are exempted from having to wear the mask. No mask, no problem! There was a bunch of legal notices explaining the legality of it, and warning the Karen’s and maskholes to stay out if they don’t like it. The place was deserted but the pro shop clerk told me they fill up on weekends, and the usual finks come round to threaten everyone. It was a relief to talk to someone sane. He put my bow on the press and tweaked it, and I was out and on my way. If his business survives I will send him any work I can.

Once I got the batteries in I started checking out the systems. The only thing I care about is the furnace and even that is not a big deal, it only goes down to freezing this time of year and soon it will stay above zero even at night. The wife and I will take a few days next week for a quick get away.

Today I think I’ll load the Dawgmobile up with firewood, change the oil on the generator and start moving some supplies into the camper. 

I am enjoying the Russian Experiment. I guess the first step is learning the Cyrillic alphabet and sounding out the words. It’s a novel experience, I haven’t done this since I was five. I found an OyTube channel with a purdy young Russian hottie teaching it. If she actually ran a class I would deliberately misbehave just to get a bare-bummer spanking! HAR HAR HAR! 😊👍 In any event, it’s strange, being able to read and make the noises of the word without knowing what it means. Some of the letters are obviously silent sometimes, and others appear to serve as punctuation... I wonder if I will still be able to read and write English after I am through with this? Many of the letters appear in English but they make different sounds. My mind hasn’t had to work this way in over half a century.

Oh well, such is the life and times of the Obsolete Man! Y’all have a great Friday, hope ya got something fun for the weekend lined up.