2nd and Broadway is really killing my chi

Just when I thought that I had hit the lowest rung of the ladder, I had an interesting experience yesterday.
I walked across the street with my six bits to buy a Curious- Urinal. Clink, clink, clink, and violla- instant bathroom accompaniment.
As I was standing at the corner reading and waiting for the light to change, I hear behind me, "Hey- Little Man!"
Looking over my shoulder, it occurred to me that I was his target.
"What?," I asked very curtly.
"You got fiffy cent?"
"Nope. I had setty-fi, but I got dis paper," I replied without any accent so that it sounded even more stupid. I then turned again to reading.

"HEY, LITTLE MAN!," I heard again. Apparently this charm school flunky thinks that I should respond to his whims.
"WHAT, GODDAMMIT!," was the way I felt could calmly let this un-showered gentleman know that I was not interested in being his benefactor.
"You got a dollar so I can get a sausage biscuit?"
"I told you I wasn't giving you anything. Besides, it's after 10:30 and they're not serving breakfast anymore."

Apparently this dude's used to short, white people being pussies and I must have thrown him off a bit, because he moved his mouth like he wanted to say something, but no words came out.

Remember, if you think you're on the bottom rung, you can always get yelled at by a homeless dude.

Older doth not one dead make

Thank you to all those who wished me a happy birthday. The rest of you owe me a beer, and I ain't talkin' that champagne of beers shit.

Next up on the hit parade- finishing work on brother Darell's car. There's nothing more to love than putting in CV axles. And yes, that would mean the car is "reaxled."

I've never been a math wiz, but...

With it currently standing at fifty degrees and having rained most of the day, I would put the chances of having a fire meeting at the squaretunda at damn near 100%.

The chance of me burning my chin whiskers, however, is around 30%.



I have an interesting short story, but it ain't too PC

Does this count out Gov. Mooseburger?

You don't have to burn books to destroy a culture. Just get people to stop reading them.---Ray Bradbury

Not a whole lot that's new

Spent the weekend helping my brother work on his car.

I've been splitting wood when I get home in the evening.

Had a fir last night.

I've been trying to not think about the ghetto mother fuckers here at 2&B.

much better.

it's chilly, I have a stove

Let's drink.

Feugo feugo burning bright,
in the stove for us tonight
what immortal hand or eye
can try to take this beer from me?

Where's Jack Kemp when you need him?

http://www.palinaspresident.com/

I've never put a rocket into space, but...

I have put a car into an intersection. It wasn't today, but sweet god above did he set me off.

There I was sitting as the second car in the turn lane behind an early 90's auto that is in a condition that can only be described as ghetto-chic. Then the green arrow comes on...one, two, HONK...three, four, WHAT THE FUCK? SHIT MOTHER-FUCKER, STEP ON YOUR FUCKING GAS, YOU GHETTO FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT! Five, six, arrow light turns yellow, and the mother fucking cock-ass was lighting his fucking Philly while watching a girl walk down the sidewalk!
When I noticed this, I started to roll forward. When the main green light came on, I expected him to nudge on out into the intersection and wait for a split in the traffic so he could turn left, I mean, LEFF onto Broadway, but no-sir-ree-bob. This sumbitch almost got into a wreck because he rolled through the intersection looking at girls from the community college. When I got behind him again, I stayed on his ass and honked at every light.
When I got a good look at him, he had a lot of gray hair. He acted like that and had grey hair? GHETTO!

We saw it, and it was good

The new stove is excellent. I'm still learning some of its nuances, but this is definitely an excellent set up.

And since we had a quorum, we passed resolutions on a few things:

1) Sarah Palen has been deemed not worthy to do anything other than taste our peckers.

2)The AIG guys that went on that 200,000 trip after the taxpayers bailed their shit out need to maimed.

3)We can drill for oil through glass.

As you can see, the more things change, the drunker we get.

Heute haben wir Feuer!

I'm sorry. The PBR term is Fuego.



I put the new shingling on the back over the porch yesterday evening, so we should be groovy. It was only a four beer job. However, by back did NOT like carrying the roll shingle up the stairs, or being bent over for an hour while I applied the black mammy to the edges and nail tops.



I learned something this morning, and that was if you make beer and pain killers your dinner, you'll sleep in something nice until you realize that it's not Saturday.



On the way home from work today I'll stop by both the hardware store and cousin Luke's for stovepipe. We should be in business.

We're all abuzz

Cousin Luke and I got into the hive yesterday to inspect and set it up for fall and winter. What we found was excellent: two full brood chambers, and plenty of stores for winter.

You'll notice that the top chamber is a bit forward of the bottom one. This was so that the bees didn't have to go through the bottom one to get to the top frames. At the back we put a piece of wood to cover the hole.

We removed the super from the top, the wood from the back, and put the top brood chamber back over the bottom one. This sounds easy enough, but the bees had those things sealed up tighter'n Dick's hat band. That and the fact that the top brood chamber was about fifty pounds.

you can see here where the little bitches have been working their stingers off drawing out the frames and filling the tops with honey (which we tried, and it was gooooooood).

Here's cousin Luke with the smoker next to the double-stack hive.

Neither of us were stung, but it was nerve wracking at times trying to keep my cool around the open hive as a mosquito found its way into my bonnet before I put it on.

Wecome heat

My brother Darrel and the fireman were over to the Busted Rudder last night, and they both agreed that we're going to have some nice fires this season. This stove has some serious potential for disaster, so we can't have any stupid fires.

I need to get the pipe, some more durarock and turn the stove a bit. You can see how the stove looks with the grate on the front, which is the way it will be used mostly. That's right- everyone gets the sun spot!

I put a ruler on top of the stove to show how big it is.

The top is 30'' across. I do foresee some brats being cooked on this dude.

Ole Ted may come in handy being an Emergency Medicine physician.