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I cleaned out the Xt'er. I thought that was going to take an hour or two, but... I am neater than I thought. If it took five minutes it was because I was looking through a few things. Good thing I did. There was something from some credit looking company, but it was very non-descript, like so much other junk mail. If it had arrived in a group I might never have gotten to it. Hmm, on top of returning my last payment I just received a refund from my last mortgage holder. It's almost as big as the utility check. Okay, so I'll cash that when I go in, send my mother a couple of quacks, and now I can plan on purchasing the wheat grinder upon my return. The rest of the leftover money will go right back to the loan. Uhrm, unless someone out there has a more enticing notion? :p
I don't have the tire off the bike yet. But I did check the pump, and the tires actually. They still hold air and the pump puts it out. I checked the lights, they still work. I will need to check about how to open them up to find out what kind of batteries they take. Those have been in there since I got the bike, or very shortly thereafter. I doubt if the batteries will last much longer. I tried to put the new kickstand on. In the pseudo dark of dusk, with only the porch light and a small flashlight to attempt to make sense of things, it took me a bit to realize the damn thing isn't removed using sockets and wrenches. As it it takes some sort of hex screw driver thing that is bigger than a 1/4, smaller than a 1/2, drive. Bleh. Still, if I can find it, it is another tool. Unfortunately one that will be used to take something off and probably never used again. If there was another way I would find it. Simply no other tool will work and I can't see how to... improvise a fix. I could try to wedge something in, and maybe glue it. But it would have to be something I could use a socket or wrench on. I suppose a bolt would do, though I don't think it would have what is needed to hold, no matter the glue.
I had hoped to take a ride down to the post office to get my mail tonight. Then I realized I wouldn't be out and about without a shower, and further I don't think I could ferry the packages back easily on the bike. The lack of a kickstand I can work with. And there are lights. Still, I kicked off and sped down the driveway and back, just to... see. I think I am in much better shape this year than last, if that was a very short ride. Still, it is getting used to the saddle that will bust my mackerels. I absolutely hate bike seats, I have decided. I guess I will just have to pucker up or stand and pedal. Youch! I suppose I just don't want to become a hardass? More of one? Branch out in a new direction on that? :p
Oh, right, a load of laundry in, then some dishes, or a rest and then some dishes. A couple of loads is the goal. A late start, a slow go, but... it's coming together. Yum!
Yeah, a little more mood music. Lets start out with the lesser and move to the... well... You'll figure it out. First is just about moving through the much. The rest is how I feel about it. Booyeah, Sweetpea.
Hell yea, making things real from thought... coming from being alive past my incept date run... audacious... primal... libidinous.
Yeah, good night. By the way, thanks for supper. That'll fix me up for days! It seems my lack of foresight was repaid with kindness in turn.
All I can do is read, as I am trapped here in the city until Friday, in a job that has become a little bit hellish lately, reading about you getting ready while I am forced to idle on that front until the weekend.
ReplyDeleteSolar panel installation and wiring. Water barrel and pump fabrication. Evaporative cooler fabrication. Then packing. My goal was to have everything packed by the end of the weekend. Otherwise it adds to the scramble on Friday the 23rd.
Perhaps pack first, then worry about the last minute projects. If I bring what I think are the necessary tools and supplies, I may be able to successfully complete something once there.
I have a last minute shopping trip that must happen this Friday after work, in order for stuff to get packed.
Plus I have a cat to bury.
Oh! Sorry about desert cat's kitty ..
ReplyDeleteAnywho, doomster..
I listened to your songs, of course. The last one is a bit creepy, I'd say..
Even with no access, extra bigger projects, the passing of a dear friend to attend, and with only a few days available to you at most given times, you are suggesting you will... be packed before I am? It's taken me months to get this far behind you, and you, a weekend or two to get that far ahead.
ReplyDeleteOh, you are right, I am really... what... sorry for you? I wish I could just watch as time passes without being forced to struggle with it all, then just do it on the weekend between building the nuclear reactor, creating a Segway, and burying and grieving, while trying not to push it too much. *laughing the bear fur off my... ask me later*
foam,
Oh, well, yes it is. But you surprise me on this one. Just because the second one has a pretty woman, who wears lipstick and dainties, and she puts out a nice feel and a non-aggresive vibe... She is pretty much suggesting exactly to do what the last song is about, and that if she was in that position she would jump all over it her very own self. Most won't even note the "darkness" in there because it is SO common, and exactly, if from the female perspective, what the second song is about. 'If I were a man, baddabig' (give or take), 'if I were a blade I'd shave you', 'if I were a judge I'd break the law', really? The lyrics, think about them.
And I have to tell you... Nah, you'll figure it out. Hell, you are married with children? You already know. In some areas the female mind absolutely... astounds me. We menfolk might have selective hearing, but this pales... to what you have. You know the truth, were a part of it and party to it, and yet you cannot see it. When seen it, while it is not active, it terrifies you, offends some of your body and mind, and makes you cringe. But... you... never mind.
I can't say this in a non-creep inducing way for women but... What is creepy in general, or for some guys? I was given allowances for it, granted it, it was expected from me, by women. I still have to be careful, since I want a wife and not a string of mares, married, single, doesn't matter. I don't want even one more lover, not sure I will be allowed a wife. Women are collectively weird with some men... all men, actually, just in different ways.
. Actually you are right, i relistened to it. the second one is creepy. Perhaps creepier then the 3rd. I actually looked up the third one before I initially commented. It was meant more as an anti rape song. The singer in no way was condoning this.
ReplyDeleteThe first one was the least creepy..a bit predictable though. (Oh, don't make me explain that .. Still headachy here)
The 2nd one was musically the least interesting to me which is why I perhaps faded out on the lyrics. There's only so many oh la las I'm going to listen to. The setting and music in the 3rd video was the most interesting.... Hence I zoomed in on it.
So, good call on the 2nd one. I'm glad you redirected me to those lyrics.
*grins*
ReplyDeleteNo need to explain your notion on the first song. It was just temporarily amusing for me, sort of softly hit a point as well. I get that.
As to the second song, I'm with you on the 'oh la la's', but... that wasn't at all the point. The vid was were the gold was, and mostly for men. Absolutely fair enough.
As to the last being anti-rape? Sounds like a bad boy got a pass with a little lip service and with feminist backing. Hmm, where have I... heard of that before. Oh... never mind. Yum!
Still, it isn't about rape, even disregarding the feminist apologists who are dying for it. I've never pushed, and never had to, save in play/playing a role. While "No!" always meant "Yes, and faster!", I always gave plenty of warning.
Basically it came down to, 'if you are still here in 20, it's going down', or 'if you keep showing up, dressed like that, the thing is a done deal'. No surprises, no need, had them lining up wearing the damnedest of things. Lollipop panties and skirts/dresses short enough to see those with little effort were a favorite on, well, lollipops. Thigh high hose, garters or banded, were up there as well. It's just the way of it. Every guy has their funk.
In the song, you see him taking his time getting there. She could go at any time. It's merely about the animal part of the thing for those on the hoof... in animal mode. She is merely in the trap of who she is and what she wants, even if she may still say "No". Still... nasty... but... damn! Double Yum!
As I've told most women who thought to fear me... it isn't me you need to fear, little sister. Look in the mirror. Same goes for me, though. I sweat avoiding those situations, or even representing them, now. Just... want... one... Focus... breath, breath... *laughs*
Now that we have gone around, over, and through, defining the path and the flowers along the way... think about the times you played your part in this, the better times...
ReplyDeleteThat, my dear lady, is how I am feeling regarding my successes.
THAT is the point.
That's cool .. My role? I don't know.. I was rather shy and quiet as a young woman.
ReplyDeleteBut anyhoo.. I've told my boys that no, means no, means no ... even if she is just playing at it.
Fair enough. And if they are standard males that advice is fine. I will let my sons know the truth, the costs, and where they sit in the way of things. If they are not alpha material, as the meme goes, then I will tell them no means no. Otherwise I will warn them of the costs and risks and suggest they... figure some things out more tentatively, cautiously, especially in these times. For me, the thing had to be agreed upon, and I never... sprung it on a woman. She knew that being with me, privately, over time, in time, would lead to the choice having been given. Both types of sons... worry me, in their own ways.
ReplyDeleteHmm, as for shy? Okay. And you had no interest in males or love? That just fell on you out of the sky? You played no part in it? If so, then you had to have said no and been overrun. OR, you said yes, and so played your part. If it was a very small part of your life, cool. But it had to have been a part unless you are a hapless victim of circumstances.
Women seem so much to want to deny having any part in... well... THAT. I remember talking to women I had slept with who still couldn't understand they were a party to it, even when they were the one that lead me by the hand. Odd.
Fff! You make it sound like a privilege!
ReplyDeleteNot saying I WILL, just that I "have to".
"Have to" seems to make extraordinary things happen.
I was wondering if I wouldn't get some flip from that.
ReplyDeleteSee, and while I make it seem like it's a choice, you offer it as an option, which is well beyond my means. Which, actually, does make it a choice. You COULD slack, back off, go slower, if there would be a price. I could not. I have my ragged foot to the rusty metal in my boat, and I still probably won't get it all done, and I certainly won't do it as well as you do. If you have some experience to bring to it. Well, no, I won't get it right, it's a matter of how wrong I get it. If that, in part, and hopefully mostly, is due to inexperience... recent experience anyway.
I will say this, what I am discussing might very well be different from what you are discussing. I am talking about the... initial... event. When a woman I am with is not in the mood, just doesn't want to, or... other... Yes. For the most part no means no. Not always there either, just... mostly.
ReplyDeleteEven to this day that latter part is true. And I don't mess with lovers anymore. Not until marriage. Now I have found myself in the unenviable position of having to say no, if not as directly. Bleh.