Good, gooder, and best.

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Two years?  Or so.  Trying to beat a boss.  Refused to move on.  couldn't get it done.  The game allows coop, if random I do believe?  Dunno.  But I never could get that to work, either.  So... I was stuck.  I just happened to see a vid, tonight, about how to do pc summons.  Oh, well, I gave it another... half a dozen attempts?  Or so.  Yea, no.

So, with the summons in, I tried to be a backup cannon.  I kept dying.  Then... I realized?  It... wasn't them.  Well... the first one was a total dud.  He died, with me staying back a bit, letting him do the work?  Like... in 15 seconds.  Okay.  So I tried a few more times, this time pouring it on thick.  Nope.

Shots?

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Had to laugh.  First?  Even if it had been shots, it... most likely... wouldn't have been a bad thing?  Most likely, someone shooing off a dog, raccoon, coyote if some rare one came a little close, or such.  Though, if it was a bad thing, it... would be limited to those involved.

But, no.  Fireworks.  Tis the season.  And time.  Not a lot, but it's cold out there, baby.  Just enough to enjoy the notion.  Some things I will miss.

Things... on my mind.

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Not sure I will be able to force myself into action, but... I have placed some orders, things are set to arrive, I will try.

Remember when I suggested pumpkin desert?  Well... yes.  Now, the thing about one of them, is... I might be able to craft the specialty items by hand.  I... can't afford them.  Not... storebought.  But, I could, possibly, make them.  Besides, storebought wouldn't, as usual, be as good.

Hope you all have a happy Thanksgiving.

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Early.  Still, it's better than being late.

Remember the cranberry sauce and stuffing.

Oh, a reminder?

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I can't swear to it, but I have heard that changing your clocks may be required tomorrow?  After a, albeit quick, check, it seems true.  So, change your clocks tonight... or tomorrow if you have nothing you could miss.

I am not terribly good at regular feeding times.  But, I do my best.  I think... whether cats, dogs, ducks, or else... getting this attitude is not only fair, it's appropriate.  They need to end that stupid thing.

Oh, and that tree on my house?  I have figured out how to get a picture over to here...  Anyway...

That silver pipe is my power conduit.  It had been sitting right on that, though I think, by this time, it had slipped off.  It was about thirty feet to the conduit.  And went far enough to the other side, that there is a large pile of wood on the far side of the house.  It was an amazing thing.

Happy Mother's day!

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Oh, I bet you thought I would forget.  Well... you were right.  Never mind.