Friday, June 26, 2015
Three in the morning and the beginning of a new day.
Earlier this week, I went off to take care of some business in North Carolina, but I expected to be back before noon. I turned off the air conditioning because I don't like to leave electrical things running when I am not home. I live in a cedar log house, fire is always a danger. But I should have gotten back before it got hot. I didn't. The house was 80 degrees inside when I got back and the ferrets were really sick. They can't tolerate heat. I could have, and should have, moved them to the lowest level of the house before I left, just in case. Because the house is built into the mountain side, the lowest level only has two walls exposed to the outer air and it stays cool. But I didn't do that.
So I have been keeping it cooler, making sure they have plenty of cool water, and giving them Gatorade with an eye dropper.
We have one FM radio station here that I can pick up well enough to listen to. It's a conservative talk radio station, thank God.
The only radio station you can pick up in the mountains consistently once you get out of the county is National Public Radio.
That's the Democratic left wing propaganda organ funded by my tax dollars. I listen because that's all there is and some drives from the house to places I have to go are long and slow.
One day I'll hear something on NPR and stroke out. Then, in a year or so, they'll find a wrecked truck at the bottom of a cliff or in the forest wrapped around a tree, with a skeleton in it, teeth clinched. They'll know I was listening to NPR without even looking at the radio.
All you need now to become a leftist icon is to be standing in the wrong place at the wrong time, like Horst Wessel on the other side of the coin. At any rate, I listened to some paper pimp pushing his new book about the evil of gun ownership and gun owners. He was full of hope that the NRA would be eclipsed by Bloomberg's millions and that as a result, vehemently anti-gun democrats would be elected. They could then get around the Constitution by so restricting gun ownership rights that it would be too onerous to keep one. When I got home I went through my budget, scrapped up $100 by cutting this and that, and sent the check to the NRA. That's my answer to NPR and their mealy mouthed leftards.
It's 4:30 now. Sun will start coming up in about an hour and a half. I have been going out and cutting the meadow with an old fashioned sling. I go out when it's light enough to see, and I work for thirty or forty minutes. It's my new exercise regime. I can see what I have accomplished. Walking on the elliptical for half an hour might be good for my physical condition but does nothing for my need to be productive. I am replacing some of my porch decking, and reinforcing some retaining walls. These are things I can do in the shade, but lately it's been in the high eighties in the shade, with ghastly humidity. I don't work on them too long at a time.