Not bad.

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The ribs, by the way, were fantastic. Clean up was a breeze too. Now I can cook some meat again. And it must have been a bit cooler last night as the oven did not heat the place too much, or even noticeably.

Oh, and I woke in time to check with my neighbor. Actually, he was calling when I knocked on his door. He says nothing came in. And, he will be bicycling to the store and such. I must admit, I wonder if something did come in but that it is being reserved for a few people. I have no problem with that, I suppose. The reason I suspect this is my neighbor really hates to go to the store and bring home milk on his bike. That is part of the reason he asked me to take him today. Then again, he might just want to ride. I remain suspicious. But then I really do not care for the most part. If some did arrive and they are being held a bit, I just hope to eventually have friends who might do a similar thing and cannot begrudge someone else already having worked up such friendships. That is, after all, how things really work. And, that is not a bad thing.

I do need to get going on some of those things I canceled yesterday. Though still a bit groggy, I am good for the tasks at hand. I received an email from my potential new renter asking whether I had news. I will have news as soon as my land lady arrives at 13:30 or so. The other things are calls which I can make any time this morning. Having already showered and dressed, even before I checked with the neighbor, I am ready to do some traveling if needed. I know I need to do some laundry and finish my shopping as well if nothing else.

When I do finish my tasks, however, I am not going out looking for more to do. And, tomorrow, if I can, I will have another in-the-cave rest day. A drive to Ogden for blood work the following day, plus maybe a day at the range, will see me getting ready for the weekend. I need to buy some shoe laces for my better shoes and do some laundry to prepare for Church. Being up so early will be a trick, and everything else has to be in place as well, but I will get to Church soon. One could never say I am the fasted tortoise in the pond.

Tonight, if I do well, I will have pork ribs, cooked as they were last night. Last night I had beef ribs, on the bone. Tonight, if I do well, it will be boneless pork ribs. Tasting real meat that does not cost $4o or require leaving the home is really a needed thing. Being primarily a meat eater and liking things a certain way makes microwave meals and fast food options of last resort. But they were and will remain options and primary sources of food for the time being and until I buy into a house I would guess. Being single has many disadvantages, though I suppose many married couples do no better, eating out more than not with dual salaries rather than the fabled house wife scenario. If I find a woman, one of the things will be that she cook at least 3 meals a week, or cleans up from me doing so.

Well, I will tinker a bit since I do not need to get going immediately. I will begin making my calls at around noon, completing them when I can make contact. Hopefully I will be able to talk to someone before needing to go and talk with the landlady, but dealing with the government is not always a snappy deal. I hope I do not have to go through this every time I want to buy a gun. This is why I got a handgun buyers permit in the first place. They do not have such here, either one obtains a conceal carry permit, which does the same thing (allowing no-waiting list purchases and eliminating the check process) or one pays a $7.50 processing fee and hoping. Being that I am not a state citizen until I have lived here 6 months, and my Iowa permit does not work here, that is not an immediate option. And, yes, in Iowa, every time I tried to buy a gun until I got the permit, this is precisely what happened.

Oh, and some thoughts on 'soft' medical intervention. The actual deal is, if a therapist or doctor does not want you to have guns, they are only supposed to have one way to prevent that, two if you wish to be technical. They consider you a threat to yourself (or someone else, thus the second way) and have you committed. However, I think now they can just say they do not believe you should have guns and attach that into your file somewhere. Being that many of them are anti-gun anyway, that pretty much says most veterans who have seen a therapist (or disgruntled doctor with a poor attitude) might be outright denied, albeit secretly. Anyone treated for any of a number of problems are often written up like this. However, this is not a real and legal method (or so I have been told). If someone is a threat, they really have to commit them or let it go. Doctors need to go through a re-education on this and be punished if they tinker. As a fact, if they are not committing someone, anything else should be classified as a breech of patient doctor confidentiality. Either that, or simply make disabled veterans unable to get licenses across the board. Another "plus" for socialized medicine. As I said, if this goes badly, I will then give the NRA a call.

Well, to tinkering (the kind that does not arbitrarily mess up someone's freedoms).