Wha?

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Yes, still awake. And most likely I will be for a while. At least I took care of what was becoming a headache. The trash and recycling was collected, put in the bins, and the bins have been set out for the trucks tomorrow. Yes, the cat litter too. Oh, and I finally remember to get a batch of beans and old hamburger out. Well, at least that took care of the stink from cat litter. I can't smell that anymore. *gag* Just desserts I suppose. Being a cripple gets me no points in my own book on accounts.

I started looking around at woodworking tools. You knowI would almost directly find one of the king of wood working toys, don't you? I also looked over various tools. Some of them are outrageous. I saw minor seeming kits for $250 and up. No, I think I can go a little lower end. Sure, if the hobby began to pay serious money I might look into better tools if they happened to honestly be more than brand expense, such as making better woods easier to carve, hold edges much longer, or such. A couple of carving knives, a wooden mallet, and some stock is all it would take. Oh, and the primary wood, for beginner on up to master is not that expensive either. Mostly. A 10' by 4" by 4" would cost about $42, plus shipping (though I could probably find it locally, a little more expensive but it might negate through shipping costs?). Never mind. It is just something that has been on my mind for some time, in the background. It might lead to a more productive eating of time. I am not sure I have the patience for it though. Here is the machine. What a way to begin adding to the decor of a home. Door panels, inlays, who knows.


I know I would like to tinker more with electronic kits, to actually make useful items and learn. But electronics can be a devastatingly expensive hobby. Getting exactly what you need is much more expensive then getting bundles of stuff, per task. But buying in bundles might mean you get a huge selection of items you might never use. It is difficult to know which way to go with that. I've tinkered before. Now, with television gone, I am looking for something else to do.

I found a neat song while looking around. It reminds me of back when fighting was fun, before people were broken and and nerves became shattered. Bravado, punching, no real consequences. Yeah, this song reminds me a great deal of those early days. Believe it or not it all turned bad by 3rd grade, if I had a few fights after then that I really enjoyed. My favorite fight that I remember was in Greeley, Colorado, well other than the k.o.'s. I was... in the 4rth grade. A 7th grader was picking on my big brother (he always tried to hide that stuff from me, but I usually found out). He was my beat-down-toy (something I greatly regret, mind you). I never liked to share. Anyway, I found the guy after school. Problem is he was with a bunch of kids, or they showed up. Something. I thought I was going to get killed but it was too late. I just hoped I could get some serious smack down on him before I was slaughtered. Nope, they just circled us in and let us go at it. Off school grounds, where adults knew better than to trouble us. I absolutely mashed him. A few days later the principle called him and myself in "for a talk". F', I thought I was going to get kicked out, again. Nope, he just had us shake hands. The guys face, and he was a good bit bigger than me, was bruised everywhere. I did have a minor scratch over my right eye, that was it. *grins* I remember, toward the end of that fight, he went to kick me and just collapsed. Anyway, here is the song.


Can't sleep. It just isn't happening. I don't know if it is the weather, the funk, falling, or what. But my days and nights are inverting again. I'll keep working on it. Good day. Well, actually, good night. Though have a good day when you read this.