After college, I worked 3rd shifts outside for almost 3 years in northern Indiana, 3 Indiana winters. Basically I drove trucks off the GM assembly line to an outdoor auxiliary lot and walked back to the end of the line, repeat. I would walk at least 10 miles a night, sometimes double that. I got so used to the cold that absent precipitation and unless the wind was screaming, down to single digits I was fine in jeans, lightweight long johns, a heavy hoodie, baseball hat, and light gloves (like Mechanix brand.) I credit that time to my ongoing ability to endure pretty extreme cold in a deer stand. I remember when I was hunting as a kid, it would get below 25 and I felt like I was dying. Nowadays I am good in pretty medium/light gear down to 25 or so. Granted technology has come a long way, but at the end of the day if I am wearing the right footgear these days I am fine unless it's super windy or I get wet.
looking at 3/4-1 ton pickups and I come across a certified 2013 F-250 6.2 with about 50k miles. Appears to be in very nice condition. I click on "show me the original window sticker" and see original MSRP was $47k. You know damn good and well at that time with those Obama gas prices and factory incentives it probably sold for $42k. It's listed on the dealer's website for $42k. It's effectively a 10 year old truck (salt-covered northern state registration for that whole time) and it has only depreciated $0.00 for every year it's been on the road. So tell me again how inflation isn't real?
F it I am buying a tin of skoal straight and I am replacing coffee with a beer to start my day, and I am going to get fat and drink diet soda and eat big Macs, and I am going to eat after 6.
Well clean living did not prevent ****. I am pissed. I will say 4 beers and mowing grass brings the pressure down, maybe I should start a lawn service. Thirsties lawn service I can hire a kid to be my assistant and DD.
I'm thinking that food and alcohol may not be your biggest concern. You may need to resort to nightly pontoon trips and other stress relievers. More visits with the grandson etc.
Funny you should say pontoon rides. I was on my way home last night wife calls me and says when are you getting home? she said get home change into shorts grab a beer and I will pick you up at the dock. I did exactly that I climbed on we were halfway down the lake when the motor died. Weird I went back to inspect and yeah out of gas, I was hitting the primer bulb like I was pumping on a heart attack victim, we made it back to the dock told the wife mowing and beers dropped the pressure last night I am going back to that.
OK, so I had to reply to my own post. Plan B went down the ****ter. Masonry blade on the skilsaw doesn't cut deep enough to cut through the stone. Looks like I will be driving 60 miles to rent a saw and then return it.
Working on a client deliverable... A huge PowerPoint deck and somehow managed to F up all the formatting in a highly inconsistent way....last backup / copy I made was a few days ago... Pissed away half a day to get it close to fixed....arg!
got a harbor freight near you? I built a retaining wall a few years back and bought one of their cheap chop saws just for that. Think it was less than $100.
I hate skunks…. My dog discovered 3 of them having an orgy or something last night and they all ganged up on him and all 3 of them sprayed hum before I could get over there to diffuse the situation and as soon as I got there I discovered that they hat a 4th mother f**ker hiding in the bushes with a fresh round in the chamber just waiting to ambush me. Son of a butch got a direct hit to my shoulder and neck. I took out all 4 of them with the 1911 but 24 hours later I am realizing that they got the last laugh. Spent an hour soaking myself and the dog in H2O2+bacon soda+dish soap last night and did it again today. It worked great for me and I’m pretty much 100% odor free as long as I manage to stay in the cool and don’t exert myself too much because as soon as I break a sweat it comes back. The dog is another story because unfortunately he is covered in fur from head to toe and apparently dog fur is excellent at storing and slowly releasing skunk stank. The 2 peroxide baths helped alot but they only really eliminated 90% or so of the stink and since fur holds so much skunk stank that last 10% still has him smelling like straight ass. The dude can simply walk by a room without even entering and still leave that room smelling like a $2 hooker OD’d in there. My whole damn house smells like a cross between a marijuana grow op and a cheap whore house. From this point forward every skunk I see is going to die, no question asked. I usually only keep my 308 iron in my golf bag during deer season but I am supposed to play a round tomorrow afternoon and I am definitely going to put her back in the bag so I will be prepared incase I happen to see a skunk in a location where I have a safe shot that allows me to poke a hole in it out of spite.
I used to buy homemade lye soap from a lady at the farmers market for just this reason. My dog had a thing for getting sprayed, she seriously loved it. She'd chase a skunk down, get sprayed and roll around in the grass. She was in her happy place. Being a cow dog she rarely came in the house but she would find a way to let me know... She'd stink to high heaven and just have that happy dog smile aka chit eating grin. Man I miss that dog.
Couple of things, any left over spray from hunting season will eliminate more of the stank, also skunks dig out ground bee nests so they do have a redeeming quality.
