Social Distancing: I don’t know what day we’re on!

Lots of stuff has happened and not happened. I give up!

Just kidding! I have been extremely busy with my plants and working around the house. I have hardening up all my brassicas, artichokes and onions. They now reside in the greenhouse.

My tomatoes, brassicas, onions, and artichokes.

We are melting rapidly and are just about out of snow. We have been left with mud and that’s okay. I am not gonna complain!

We have been waiting for spring and it has finally arrived. We can finally burn our brush pile! And so that’s what we are doing now.

Me and the fire

It was a glorious day yesterday as we started the fire. Sun shining bright, 55 degrees and warm, total short sleeve shirt weather. Today, we will try to finish burning. There will be a burn ban starting at the end of this month so we need to get our burn on!

Dad chillin by the fire
Music and hard seltzer. I buried them in what’s left of the snow to keep cold

We hung out and enjoyed burning in the sun and watching all the snow melt before our eyes. I am so happy that the snow is gone. Now I will have to change my tires from studded to regular.

3 days ago. Now its almost completely defrosted.
Friday’s dinner with Dan consisted of bear sloppy joes on top of tater tots and Romano cheese! YUM!
Fabulous Fabio

Well, That’s all I have for now. I will try not to be a stranger and keep posting.

Dad’s Alaska

Here’s to opening up America!!

17 April 2020 Friday

Woke up today at 8 AM to sunny morning. Problem was that I couldn’t think of a good reason, a really good reason, to get out of bed. I didn’t get up until nearly 9:00. That seems to be a problem that I’m developing. Motivation is a good thing to have but I seem to be seriously lacking in it lately. Not sure why. Could be that I’ve gotten a terrible, nearly terminal case of Spring fever. On the other hand, it could be just because I’m old. Still don’t have the Corroded Virus fever and like most of the human race I will likely never have it.

Got serious about getting stuff out of the house. The flooring we ordered and that was supposed to be here in 6 or 7 weeks will be here Monday, barely a week after it was ordered. Since it is hardwood, it has to be kept for several weeks in the environment that matches where it will be installed. Of course, that is inside the house and the reason I’m having to move all of the non-flooring material out to the tent. Did a bunch of other little stuff like sweep, mop and pick up newly revealed trash outside. Then I quit. I’m on strike.

Basically, I just had a very lazy day. Like I said I wasn’t very motivated. Summer went to Dangerous Dan’s and I’m doing ‘make your own dinner’ night. I finished up the evening by unloading and reloading the dishwasher. Oh! And opening a new bottle of vodka. This is a difficult job but somebody has to do it.

America is being reopened when it should have never been closed. And BTW, don’t be surprised when a few more people die. The death toll so far is less than the current version of Influenza and will likely remain so. This was/is a Mainstream Media Pandemic. Worldwide more people are still dying of the flu than C-19 and it is likely that many of those deaths are being chalked up to C-19 without anyone bothering to test.

Ding How!!

Dad’s Alaska

I’m corroding but not because of some damned virus.

Today was a day of discovery. I’m discovering things that were either left out by accident or dropped with the intention of picking it up before the snow. The stuff dropped with intention was/is mostly trash. Bits of paper, collapsed cardboard boxes and other detritus of a similar nature became visible for the first time in months. Found a hammer that I’ve looked for several times since last December. It was lying on top of a bright blue water drum next to where I had been pulling nails out of lumber retrieved from the land fill. Reason: Good pine lumber is very expensive in Alaska and for the price of my time (near worthless) I can get a $100+ worth of lumber that some contractor has tossed. In a few more days, most especially if it starts to rain, I’ll be able to move my ‘parts tractor’ to its’ new resting place. Then I can scavenge the parts I need to repair my ‘good’ tractor. After the tractor is repaired the real work begins. Gravel to be spread, garden dirt to moved and, most importantly, dirt removed from the big hole that will be the foundation for the addition to the house. I have “The Beast’ bed packed nearly full and am readying to haul it all to the landfill.. If it isn’t raining tomorrow, I’ll make that 25 mile roundtrip.

I spent a couple of hours putting away winter clothing. This led to deciding what else I need to donate to The Salvation Army. I have enough coats, hoodies and other winter gear to outfit a small army. What I don’t have is enough space to store all of the stuff. Some of the stuff still has the sales tags in it and some of it has been worn only once or twice. I’m sure that there is someone who will need it more than me next winter. Problem is local Salvation Army store is closed for the fake pandemic. Leaving it outside their Receiving door is likely to get it damaged, if it rains, or stolen. Neither case accomplishes what I want. SA making a little money and a needy person getting a good coat for a small price or free. It’ll wait,, I guess.

Another exciting thing to happen today was that the error code for no cold water came up on the washer as Summer was trying to wash and put away some winter clothing. Simple to fix but still a pain in the tush. Turn off the water, take off the hose, remove the little in line filter, clean of the little filter, reinstall the filter, reattach the hose, turn on the water and, finally, check for the leak and the stop it by tightening the hose more. Whew!!! I’m tired just writing about it.

I am still tasting and smelling things. I guess I’m still C-19 free. I’m social distancing. Not because I am obeying the illegal pronouncements of the local Communist government, but because I don’t know anyone to visit and I don’t need anything in town. Both reasons are by choice. Most people seem to be more trouble than they are worth. I’ve had two friends in my life my best friend and late wife, Connie and my 2nd best friend Bobby Cecil. Both of them are dead and I’m too old to have time to cultivate one for the 15-20+ years required to have an old friend. Not having more old friends is my own fault. I have just never had time or have taken the time to spend on things like making friends. Friends are time eaters and I’ve always felt the weight and pressure of time. I always felt that I might die any minute and I had stuff that I wanted to do before I died. Oddly enough I’m still feeling that pressure and now, at my age, I know my demise is imminent. Through the years, I have met thousands of people and have had dozens of acquaintances all of whom I sort of liked. The biggest problem, however, it that I am a major A-hole according to some people. People don’t like you to be sure of what you think and they certainly don’t want you to tell them what you think. I have often told people, “If you didn’t want my opinion why did you ask?” Also, “If you don’t like my opinion, you shouldn’t have asked.” I spent much of my life in sales. Sales people are supposed to be people persons. Over a few adult beverages most sales people will tell you just how much they detest much of the human race. I don’t know what got me onto this rant but I hereby declare it as finished as it is likely to get. “Now where did I leave that 1 1/8 wrench last fall?”

Was supposed to have rained today. It didn’t. They can tell you that the Earth will be 2 degrees hotter in 2090 but they can’t predict the next days’ damned weather. The temp was well above freezing (about 45F) and was almost short sleeve shirt weather. The snow is melting but not as quickly as it would if it would come a good soaking rain along with the higher temps. They are predicting rain for tomorrow, as well. We’ll see.

As more info on the C-19 “pandemic” comes available we are finding that it isn’t a “pandemic”. It has proven to be Ageist and Racist. In America, it is killing ‘Boomers’ and black people. Overweight and out of shape puts you in the crosshairs. Early on I heard it referred to as “The Boomer Killer”. This kinda pissed my off until I realized that I’m not a Boomer. I’m a War Baby. I was born during WWII so I think that makes me immune to “The Boomer Killer”. This is, perhaps, the greatest hoax ever perpetrated upon the world. We have allowed the destruction of the economies of virtually every Western Democracy and our own Republic. For what? The damned virus is killing people many of whom are already extremely ill and not long for this earth anyway. Those unfortunate people would have been better served by being able to see their families and have an economy that provided the necessary services to keep them alive. The hospitals are empty and thousands of them are trapped in some God forsaken nursing home that is locked down and with completely inadequate medical services. The lock down was to protect the public while it is causing the healthy among the nursing home residents to die. They’re dying uselessly and alone in some isolated, sterile room with nary a witness to their passing. My Grandmother Byrd always said, “Everyone dies alone”. BUT, I don’t think this is what she had in mind when she said that. It is time to stop this idiocy and get America back to work. This stupidity is killing healthcare professionals and the frailest among us because “We the people” are frozen with fear.

My America is fearless. What America do you live in?

Dad’s Alaska

Vodka ladened, lobster encrusted Covid-19 killer

09 April 2020

At this location in 1894 not a damned thing happened. Pretty much the same today. Most of the day was spent shoveling snow away from projects that I want to get to ASAP. The shoveling was/is an attempt to hurry up the process of melting the snow so that I can get to work. It is odd how the snow melts in odd patches. It can be the same apparent depth all across a large area but will melt out only at one place. That one place seems to be exactly the same as the place 10 feet away that did not melt. It’s a mystery.

I had to take the frame apart on the collapsed tent in order to be able to get to the stuff inside. Some of the bolted together joints were so badly bent that there was no way to be able to lift it back up even close to where it should have been. Disassembly was the only workable solution. Once all of the metal was removed it provided easy access to Summer’s 4 wheeler, my 12” miter saw and a number miscellaneous things that we’ll need this summer.

The next project was to retrieve the jacks I had been using to raise the front of the house. While doing that I removed all of the pieces of wood that had been used as spacers and the lumber used to make places to set the jacks. This entailed some wading in mud but it wasn’t too bad as I avoided the really soft mud.

The COVID-19 fiasco continues. America is destroying itself without needing any outside help. Neither the Russian Communists nor the Chinese Communists could do a better job of destroying America than our political class is doing. With all of the governors and mayors as friends, we certainly don’t need any enemies. Out of 7,500,000,000 (that’s 7.5 BILLION) people in the world only 1,600,000 (1.6 MILLION) people have the COVID-19 disease. That’s 2/100 of 1%. Where is the damned pandemic?? I know where the pan-ic is but I just can’t find the pan-demic.

Finished up my day bringing in firewood and putting away the dishes AGAIN. Both of these chores seem to be never ending. But you have to eat and stay warm so I guess I’ll continue to trudge through the drudg-ery. Had a taco salad for dinner. It was very good but more than I could eat. I’ve gained 5 pounds nursing the gouty knee. Today I was almost able to get down on it and crawl. Maybe tomorrow will be the day to crawl back under the house and finish the leveling. One can only hope. Buh Bye for now.

Social Distancing (quarantine) : Day 14 -16

I have spent three days repotting plants because I still can’t use my greenhouse and the outside garden. I had to go to the feed store to get more flats and pots. While I was at the Wagon Wheel, I bought some asparagus roots that look like they are about three years old. This is good, that means they will produce large enough sprigs that we can harvest. My old asparagus is one year old now and won’t be ready to harvest for another two years. I can wait that long! It’s one of my favorite vegetables. But that can’t go in until the geese and ducks are out of the greenhouse.

It looks like I am going to have to move more plants upstairs so I can make room for new vegetables I need to seed out. Otherwise, I’m not going to have kale and lettuce this summer. It must be done.

Excuse the mess. As you can see the plants have taken over the living room.
Cabbage, broccoli and cauliflower
Brussels Sprouts, shallots, tomatoes and peppers
Basil, dill, cilantro and lots of tomatoes
Tom Thumb tomatoes
Three baskets of Tom Thumb tomatoes
Saw this little one while driving back from Dan’s house.

It was wild Alaska the other morning when something attacked and ate my hen Dead Bird II. I didn’t name her, my friend’s children did before they gave her to me. It stuck. There is no sign of her little body. Just lots of feathers and a trail of blood and feathers to the road. I’m guessing it was a dog or a coyote. It’s so sad. My rooster has been looking for her since it happened. I will get him a new hen when I think its safe.

Well, I guess that about it. Going back to work to get the bathroom finished and move plants to my bedroom.

Dad’s Alaska

Don’t and will never own a selfie stick.

6 April 2020 Monday

Got up this morning with my left knee still inflamed and hurting like the dickens. I cannot crawl around under the house as I cannot be down on my knees. So I guess Summer and I will being going into Homer to dump the trash, drop off extra clothing at the Salvation Army and go to the grocery store. We don’t need much at the store but since we are already in town we might as well take advantage.

After our trip to Homer, I guess I’ll get back to work on Summer’s bathroom walls. I need to complete the sheetrock finishing so that she can paint. The painting will allow her to install he custom built vanity and bring in all of her girlie fru fru stuff.

This morning listening to Mark Steyn on the Rush Limbaugh Show. The number of deaths from COVID-19 has reached near 10,000 since the end of January. This is to be compared to the daily death toll by other causes at about 7500. THAT’S 7500 PER DAY. The COVID-19 death toll in America for 2 1/2 MONTHS is almost 10,000. That is ONE AND A THIRD of the every day, ordinary daily death toll in America over 2 1/2 months. WHERE IS THE PANDEMIC???? WHY THE PANIC??? .0002273% of Americans die on any given day. Why does that number not make you scared? The reason that doesn’t scare you is that it is that death is a normal part of life. The reason this so called “pandemic” is scaring the crap out of you is the incessant media hype. Without the constant drum beat from the the main stream media you would hardly notice this minuscule increase in the death rate. So media hype is the real cause of your fear and panic. Are you going to allow an extra 200 deaths per day added to the 7500 that normally occur to scare you silly?? Your fear is undermining the very freedoms that we have cherished for nearly Two Hundred-Fifty years. America get a grip!!

Decided I needed to eat something so I could eat my pills. Breakfast consisted of store bought biscuits and Depression gravy. Depression gravy came about during, you guessed it, during the Great Depression. Many people had very little food. You had to stretch the food to feed your family. It is made with a tablespoon or two of lard (or any cooking oil) enough flour to take up all of the oil. This mixture is heated until the flour starts to brown. At that point you add water. You want to add a little extra water so that it can be cooked down to get rid of the lumps. Start to finish is about ten minutes. Serve it over the biscuits and salt and pepper to taste. If you made your own biscuits you could, even at today’s prices, feed 4-5 people for less than a dollar. It may not be very nutritious but it will stave off the ‘missed meal colic’. Something in your belly is a lot better than nothing. I was raised on this and to me it is comfort food. Yes, I could make biscuits but the store bought ones, while not as tasty, they are convenient. Getting lazy in my old age, I guess.

Later

Returned from the big city of Homer. The people are acting crazy, by my standards. The grocery store was packed. I saw one guy wearing a mask that you would use to paint cars, a woman with a scarf underneath a mask, a guy wearing a black hockey mask like Jason’s white mask in “Friday the 13th’ and numerous others with a variety of store bought and home made masks. Some of the people who were wearing masks were not following the proscribed ‘social distancing’ program. It was like, “I’m safe, so screw you!”. Of course, I wasn’t wearing a mask. I’ve got masks so that isn’t a problem. I’ve been through dozens of diseases from polio to 50 kinds of flu and the is no telling what I was exposed to in three tours in Asia during Viet Nam. I am not going to be bullied by government idiots or stampeded by fear. BTW the Homer City Council idiots repealed their stupid plastic bag ban a couple of weeks ago. The Lib/Prog City Assembly in Anchorage are still allowing people to bring their filthy, bacteria-virus ladened bags from home. These people are simply ignoring the scientific data to pursue their eco-wacko agenda. Unbelieveable!

The Alaska Legislature is stealing Alaskan citizens money at every turn. They are stealing the Permanent Fund that every Alaskan is due to be paid. They cut the $3000 to $1600 last year and then this year down to $1000 and next year it is likely to be zero. These Democrats and RINO Republicans are building a bigger and bigger government. Alaska has the size of government that you might find in, perhaps, California with a population of a medium sized city. There are only about 900,000 people in the entire State of Alaska with a state government sized to serve tens of millions. There seems to be a revolt brewing in Alaska. There is a movement to oust all of these big government types in the upcoming election. Alaskans are beyond angry they are pissed.

Seems that we are having fried chicken for dinner. I am truly sick of broiled or baked chicken. Healthy food sucks. It has no taste and the texture of it kinda makes me gag. At my age it is a little late to be cutting back on fried anything. At 75 1/2, I’m not likely to give up the things I like just to live 4 extras days.

Ta Ta. Y’all have a happy Corona Virus vacation. Speaking of Corona..The Mexican government shut down the Corona brewery as a non-essential business.

Dad’s Alaska

My 14th attempt at a selfie.

5 April 2020 Sunday

In the background of the above picture you can see the snarled wiring that I am attempting to unsnarl. There is much electrical to be done. The are connections in the walls that aren’t in boxes and were covered up by sheetrock or wood paneling. Just wire nutted together and left dangling inside the walls. All of these stupidities are going to require that new wire be pulled in. What I have done in the interim is to make sure all of the wire nuts are tight and expose the wires. If there is a loose connection getting hot it will be visible and not burning behind the wall out of sight. In have worried every day and night that there is some connection unseen that will start a fire. Rewiring this house is high on the list of things that must be done soon.

Still don’t have the Corrosion Virus. I’m not rusting yet. Did not sleep well last night. My knee was hurting and burning all night. Decided this morning that it is indeed a gout flare up. The balls of both feet are slightly achy which is a definite indicator of gout. The “golden years “ suck. However, I am quite happy to have these ‘golden’ years, even if the price is some bit of pain. I‘m working with the full knowledge that “this to shall pass”. The Bible says that “to everything there is a season”. This is my season of gout. I don’t, usually, have these flare up unless I’m sitting around doing nothing but eating and drinking vodka. Seems every time I park my carcass in the recliner for extended periods I get a gout attack. Like the old saw “Doctor, it hurts when I do this.” Doctor replies,”Well don’t do that”. Good advice. I’ve got to end this sitting around crap.

It is another “Bright, bright, bright sunshiny day”. Today the wind is blowing 25+ with gusts even higher. There have been some so strong as to shake the house. Those, I’m sure, were closer to 50 mph or more. The strong wind and the temp above 35F is causing a rapid melting of the snow. Places on the property that were completely covered in snow yesterday are bare ground today. The ponds should be fully thawed in a week or so. Break up will be halted by several days of temps being just above freezing during the day and down into the teens at night. The halt will stop the running river under the house and I’ll, at last, be able to finish the last bit of house leveling. With the house level the new kitchen can be installed. Of course before that we must remove the ceiling sheetrock and do the necessary wiring to make the house electrically safe prior to the kitchen install.

I found an interesting fact today. On average there are about 7500 deaths a day in the U.S. These are completely unrelated to the COVID-19 “pandemic”. I spent 15-20 minutes on the web searching major newspaper sites trying to find out about yesterday’s death toll. I could find almost all of the hysterical rhetoric I would have cared to read but not a single word about the daily death toll. It is either so high that they are afraid to publish it or it is so low that they don’t want to give President Trump the credit or that the various government entities would have a hard time justifying all of this ‘House Arrest’. I did find that 95% of the deaths involve persons who are already deathly ill from some other disease. So in my common sense brain parts, I am thinking that it is the former reason not the latter. Why is there no body count like Viet Nam or all of the other military conflicts over the past 50 years? I did not find a single news story that gave that number. I’m starting to believe that the actual death toll is minuscule compared to the number of persons infected. Common sense commands you to know that there are tens of thousands of undiagnosed cases. And, also, that the majority of those with the virus are getting well without medical intervention, This is as Shakespeare said, “Much ado about nothing” as far as I can see. If you are healthy and under 60, your chances of dying in this “pandemic” are very near zero. Maybe I’m being paranoid but this does, in some ways, seem more about government control of people than control of an infectious disease. This seems particularly true at the state and local level. Just sayin’.

A picture of today’s weather.

Much Later

Got off my duff and worked on Summer’s bathroom wall. She had taped and mudded the wall. Problem is she had no idea of how to do it. The remedy was to use the mud knife to scape the dried mud as smooth as possible and then use a wet sponge to smooth it out. I’ve been using the wet sponge method on drywall for decades. It beats all of that sanding by a mile. Of course, there are still an few spots to be sanded but you aren’t spending hours breathing in the sanding dust. A bucket of water and a tile sponge gets the job done,

I often feel like that guy in the old donut commercial. But instead of donuts it’s dishes. Take the dishes down, use the dishes, wash the dishes, stack the dishes, take the dishes down, use the dishes and on and on ad nauseam. We try, as much as possible, eat off paper plates. Yep, I am aware that some people think that it is bad for the environment. “You’re killing trees.” “Yes. But I’m saving water.” The next day someone is saying something different. You please one eco-wacko and anger another. There is no happy medium or common sense being applied. The truth is that there are more trees in America now that when the Pilgrims landed at Plymouth Rock. There are, also, more deer and lots of more of other game in America than when the Pilgrims landed. I’m surprised that more of them didn’t starve to death. Management of our natural resources has been seen as a critical need and it is being met. BTW, I am truly sick of dishes. Maybe I’ll just start eating out of the pot or pan. Laundry is a lot like dishes. Maybe I’ll try to find some paper clothes or just go naked. Nope. On second thought naked isn’t an option in Alaska. Could have done it in Florida but not here. Oh well.

I think I’ve sorted out why I am having this gout attack. I drank over a half bottle of really good red wine on Friday and woke up yesterday morning with a sore knee. Drank some more of it yesterday. I barely slept last night because of the pain and now have pain in the balls of my feet. Since the red wine is the only difference in my daily diet, it must be the cause. No more large volumes of red wine. I will miss it. Maybe I can have a glass now and then.

The washer is playing that pretty little tune that says that its’ job is done and that now it’s my turn.

Dad's Alaska

24 March 2020 Tuesday Morning

Alcohol kills corona virus. So I’m killing billions of the little critters.

As I sit here drinking coffee, I am reading the news. Rush isn’t on today so I’m having to read the news for myself. I will say that the news is, at best, depressing. I was supposed to take Miss Suzy in for her Spring grooming appointment but the groomer has closed her store. This was damned inconsiderate since I had to get up early to take the dog in for the grooming session. She could have called and let me know so that I wouldn’t have gone out and have driven 10 miles into town. So far about 17,000 people have died worldwide. Out of 7.8 BILLION people that is .000218 of 1%. If 5 times that many die it is still only 1/10 of 1% or in other words about the same as any flu virus yet known. This is a level of panic for which I can find no obvious reason or cause. More people die in car accidents on a daily basis than COVID-19. Still we persist in driving our cars. 151,600 (approx.) people die every day from all causes and yet the news media has caused a pandemic of panic where no medical pandemic exists. For those of you who are hiding under your bed, try looking up Herd Immunity. It is our only hope of saving our country and civilization.

For the past three days, I have been to town to buy some few groceries, some lumber, working on the house and contemplating my navel. We are in the ‘fits and starts’ of break up. It rains, it snows, the sun shines brilliantly, the clouds hang low, the fog enshrouds the bay and the temp fluctuates from 24 and 40 each day. If you dress for the 24 and you get outside to work you are almost immediately too hot. You dress for the 40 and you are way too cold. This time of year is a damned nuisance. The only bright spot is that snow is melting pretty rapidly and will be gone soon. The roads are mostly clear of ice and the borough (county) has been opening up the ditches to keep the water off the roads and on its’ merry way down to the bay.

A winter sunrise

I’ve gotten the new electric in the new stairwell wall. You can now turn on a light in the stairwell from the second floor or the first floor. No more going up or down in the dark. Also, got the sheetrock on the wall inside the stairwell and partially on the outside in the living room. Will finish that today. and then install sheetrock on the other wall inside the stairwell. For reasons that are beyond human comprehension, the previous owners ripped out sheetrock all over the house including the wall in the stairwell. Not only did they rip out the sheetrock in the stairwell they took out all of the 2×4 studs. I cannot imagine what they must have been thinking.

The entire front of the house is now level. It was a job for Stupidman and I fit the description. There is some leveling to do on the back side of the house. This leveling I will be doing as soon as I finish the sheetrock projects. Under the house is a mud pit and I have procrastinated by finding other repairs to do. This, however, cannot continue. I have to be like a big ol’ fat boar hog and go rooting through and wallowing in the mud soon. Summer wants the kitchen finished. The kitchen people have the solid surface countertops done and they want them out of their shop and to install the cabinets ASAP. So much pressure. I think I might be cracking under the load. NOT!

I’m down to my last two sheets of sheetrock. That means that I’ll probably be going to Ghost Town Homer tomorrow. The Yard Manager at the local building supply told me that he has a large number of slightly damaged sheets that he will sell to me at a very deep discount. According to him most just have corners broken or some damage on the edges. That kind of stuff will work in a house where the studs range from 17-26 inches apart. Unbelievably, there are a few of the 2×6 studs that are actually on 24 inch centers. I suspect that they had some kind of measuring error for some of the studs to be exactly where they are suppose to be. Anyway, I’m risking the COVID-19 scourge (big whoop) to go pick up, maybe, 10 sheets and some 2x6s.

A full moon seen through the Spruce trees

I told Summer yesterday that had I known how much work this house was going to be, I might not have bought it. On other hand, we are gradually turning this sow’s ear into a silk purse. I’m just hoping to live long enough to enjoy it after it is done. Summer and I had been planning a tour through America for next August. We would have liked to have seen Mt. Rushmore, the largest ball of twine and any other Americana like Car Hinge that pops up down the highways and byways of America. We, also, wanted to visit family and friends back in Florida. It would probably take us a month or six weeks to do this properly. Now it looks like we just have too many responsibilities here in Fritz Creek.

Peace and quiet on Earth.

Well, the sheetrock won’t hang itself so I’m off my butt and onto work.