I was just about...

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To write a neg about how I couldn't get anything done, and nothing was going my way.  Go ahead, sing along, you know the tune.



But!  I went to bed at about 22:30, plus or minus, having done little of what I had hoped to do.  Now, I went in hard, but before the fall, I set the alarm for 6:00, with the intent of getting up, getting trash and recycling out, and trying to figure out a real day.  The alarm went off as intended.  I had to fight to wake, even with yesterday being a nothing day.  It wasn't until about... circa 6:30, plus or minus, that I was able to pull out and lift to life.  Then I sat, here, waking, until... 7:30, plus or minus?  Not wanting a repeat of yesterday I threw off the shackles, got something on that would allow me to go outside without making neighbors, livestock, and pets gasp.  Not to brag, mind you, just the facts.

I still had to sit a bit.  But with intent building.  Then I shot up like a lead balloon (worked for Lead Zeppelin too!) and got to it.  Recycling first.  Those suckers start and end early.  Often done by 8:00.  Ugh!  After collecting everything I could find, and then some, in the cave, I took it out to, what had been a pretty full bin.  I was considering which ogre move to use to get it all in on the way, lifted the lid and... One bag?  Elves have played a dirty trick on Santa!  Well, okay, not dirty.  And, technically, favors shouldn't be called tricks, unless they are illegal... which... this wasn't.  So... I got the new bag with the remaining bag and took the bin to the street.  Then on to trash.

I have figured out, if I do my part, the girls have their own methods and do their part.  I have three cat litter bins for them.  I did that on advice from an expert, one of the few who seems to have proven out.  My job is much easier this way.  The advice?  One bin per cat, one extra, total.  Simple.  They use the east-most one for urination.  The other two are used for number two.  Mostly.  The one they urinate in goes bad the fastest, but still, if I do my part, it lasts about a month and is equivalent to one sack of the good stuff.  The other two bins split a sack.  By the way, I swear by the blue crystal cat litter, in the bigger (biggest) bag.  If I do my part, they do their part, and that means, once a month (give or take a week or three, this is Doom, not your mom), I dump the one fuller bin, then empty the cleaned stuff from the other two bins into the urine bin, and put fresh poop stuff in those bins.  So... one bag of litter every month or two.  Easy.  But you have to clean it, mostly, daily.  Don't wait two days, something just goes wrong.

Anyway, I got the litter squared and reset, then hit the refrigerator.  I have had stuff to toss, in there, for... well... since before I went to Burning Man.  Yeah, hush.  I got that today.  All of it.  If it was too old, questionable, green, or... worse (yeah, there is worse, trust your ol' pal to know), I dumped it.  I also found my triple A batteries.  Yippee!  Now I can get that HP calculator, the one with reverse Polish logic, up and running and begin tinkering with that.  For more serious equations I will still use the TI.  Yes, I could put things, accurately, in that machine, that no reverse or otherwise Polish logic calculator could eat or even manage.  I only used it for checking, and on the ones I knew the answer, it made for becoming quite adept at the use of the device.  Calculus III, Diffy Q, doesn't matter.  I could burn them all on that machine.  Still, for some things, and for general purposes, I would like to learn rpl, just... because.  I can shoot right or left handed, if not truly ambidextrous, why not be well versed in mathematical etiquette? 

So, I got the fridge cleaned, the cat litter straightened, the girls fed, the trash and recycling collected and out, a couple of pots cleared and cleaned of... goo, and, now?  Now I am going to sit until the butthurt stops.  Oh, but I am happy.  Just now, just today, just this morning, I cooked.  I love cooking.  I wish I had what it took to cook all day long.  You know I want it.
[skip to the :31 mark for the meat]


But with a right focus, mind you.


Then again, for the shape I am in, maybe I already am burning that candle on both ends.  Yum!  Later.

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After dumping the pots that had... bad stuff in them, and rinsing them outdoors, using the lawn faucet and letting them soak for an hour, I got all the dishes together, emptied the pots and brought them in, and put everything to a soak.  The timer was set for three hours, then I hope to wash them, and maybe soapy soak them again if the water is too gnarly.  I'll kick dishes out today.  Which means I can pull meats out of the freezer.  I simply don't pull meat out unless, at this point, I have a clear means of using it.  That stuff is expensive!  Hmm... might have to gather laundry today.  And, maybe, get into town, later, to set up my friend's machine for the last time.  After it is set up, I will begin showing him how to use it effectively, offering advice on what not to do...  "Your machine is running slow, click here to improve it now!"  Yeah, no.  Lots to know, especially for him.  Oh, and I need to get to the post office.  To get that letter mailed and pick up my goodies.  Tomorrow would be a good day to put the foregrip on the ak.  Too cool to mess with shooting, for my friend, I think.  But it is coming around.  Later.