tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39623484821991462832024-03-13T13:45:20.190-07:00Bleary eyed GolfDufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.comBlogger40125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-36511570688742308002011-05-28T16:34:00.000-07:002011-05-28T16:45:25.307-07:00The Here, The Now...The There, The Then!?!<div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB19Kh2rK5zkKTpb7jbsk-uEA1Hzi_snJc8uPHgq4QgdT0he1wvnqQBT3R0houeWe-5K4n74a13ubIsE2sh5_MeYp2GL55qc1oqDXsYduzEFveBA7ho_U9DqkoSjSg0CiP0hrXEI4lQ1nw/s1600/009.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611844090258332018" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB19Kh2rK5zkKTpb7jbsk-uEA1Hzi_snJc8uPHgq4QgdT0he1wvnqQBT3R0houeWe-5K4n74a13ubIsE2sh5_MeYp2GL55qc1oqDXsYduzEFveBA7ho_U9DqkoSjSg0CiP0hrXEI4lQ1nw/s400/009.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 144px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>Hello, hello.(means more the second time.) My how time flies when your busy at a job you love! I cant believe its already been a month since I've been back at the golf course, but it is!(paydays on monday, we only get paid once a month, so it really means somthing when it rolls around!)<br />
<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpJzgD7GzlTmPPn3cZBJ7GvYKLuVHypPsWSVfXDiXSc-9YW1WymamKpa2bXyARSOIcD9tg0wp28h0SWiN3gT4zwrbX1mjlNacag0PZ2x9_y7jZCQyoiUKV67Xbkq4_dEkQlLsdPKPr_ffe/s1600/001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611843832640148706" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpJzgD7GzlTmPPn3cZBJ7GvYKLuVHypPsWSVfXDiXSc-9YW1WymamKpa2bXyARSOIcD9tg0wp28h0SWiN3gT4zwrbX1mjlNacag0PZ2x9_y7jZCQyoiUKV67Xbkq4_dEkQlLsdPKPr_ffe/s200/001.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 100px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /></a>I love the shot above of the scraper in the pond, looks like someone parked the buggy in the wrong spot. Really the buggies in the right spot, the ponds just about a foot too high. This shot was taken from the road, in the fore ground is the 3rd fairway, and behind the buggy, is the 5th fairway, and green site.(the fairways are the black dirt, and the green is the sand circle just below the rusty building.)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Hh8NMSBz4un7qwQMU7VERCB3tn0cPm1cEi_85uyrorx5328_Id4iPhV8rY2cis7bpGTyN4maoC8M6WdHdiLdURYZbTcSFA4TBFhCmtsAuI82TIDvVkvKQDPbcTWHaokOF0OFniCTqhY3/s1600/002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611843998206644834" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Hh8NMSBz4un7qwQMU7VERCB3tn0cPm1cEi_85uyrorx5328_Id4iPhV8rY2cis7bpGTyN4maoC8M6WdHdiLdURYZbTcSFA4TBFhCmtsAuI82TIDvVkvKQDPbcTWHaokOF0OFniCTqhY3/s200/002.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 174px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px;" /></a><br />
<div>If you look carefully, right in frount of the scrapers nose, you can see the dark muddy spot where I got stuck with the old tractor. On my first week back, sunk the tractor right up the the frame!(owed a 15 pack for that one!) Yesterday I scraped the shed wall with the skidsteer forks.(owe an 8 pack for that one!) At our work, you mess up you owe beer!(best job ever!) My buddy Dale(WinDale to some) had a light pole smash through his trackhoes windshield...his beer tastes the best!(Hey Dale, thanks once more for the bar-b-que on May long weekend, yummy!)</div><div>These three shots of the green, are from the 11th. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwviVR1E0fgx01mYF9OW5Mbr2GJxKOnFe9wIkLYPGZfJd6HUIkWnl7eCD8sgqBFcp66bIT-aHjHQkUvK-_5pqiSlqAhPGWJIGYABCqlWUMwiNV6O4rwtS-ORkVWVJ3Bb6TbTI6lWyZKSEr/s1600/003.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611843994730930562" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwviVR1E0fgx01mYF9OW5Mbr2GJxKOnFe9wIkLYPGZfJd6HUIkWnl7eCD8sgqBFcp66bIT-aHjHQkUvK-_5pqiSlqAhPGWJIGYABCqlWUMwiNV6O4rwtS-ORkVWVJ3Bb6TbTI6lWyZKSEr/s200/003.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 200px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 106px;" /></a> Top pic, upperleft,(acrossed the pond,)is where the driving range will end up. I can't wait till thats open, as I need all the after work practice I can get! Cool flags huh? I've played hundreds of courses, and never seen flags like this! I like the way it's two flags doweled(?) together,(reminds me of the old navy signal flags,)(and not the old navy you'd get at the gap either.) The sticks are fibroglass top, and bottem, with African Rinowood center pieces. The reason it's on the 11th green? The 11th's right in the middle of the whole fenced off area, long way to walk from the road, just to steal a flag!(and don't you think about it either...there's gaters in them ponds, and massive barbed wire, with those razor thingy's on them, and gaurd towers, manned with trigger happy ex-mormins, and don't forget the killer bunny, with the long claws and white fangy teeth, and if you enter after dark, you will encounter<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBcdTvCxErTOxNuKM9RAqDlQrhjSukQrb_h5DeH32NvPaJWCuaLx7Y2CRYA150xze3QYnUXlEyaNeZw95qc0GBhF33DDQcNfU_RIsBe7yXBf7R2mmJIbdVCvo8-Tw9tUE3XOXu1j_pzWwx/s1600/008.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611843828088041106" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBcdTvCxErTOxNuKM9RAqDlQrhjSukQrb_h5DeH32NvPaJWCuaLx7Y2CRYA150xze3QYnUXlEyaNeZw95qc0GBhF33DDQcNfU_RIsBe7yXBf7R2mmJIbdVCvo8-Tw9tUE3XOXu1j_pzWwx/s200/008.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 162px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /></a> an enchanter named Tim, and a bearded man with a staff, who will ask ye questons three, before the other side you'll see.....O.k. I just watched Monty Python's holy grail...but really don't steal the flag cause now that you've seen how pretty it is here...I'll owe soooo much beer!)(and the knights who say Nigh, want you to get them a shrubbery.)</div><div>Speaking of shrubberies(and I don't beleave I ever have before...)we had a big tree blow over in our yard recently. A few weeks back, just before the big spring skeeter hatch, or B.B.(before blood) we had lots of wind. Like days, and days, of 80, 90, 100km winds,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK5wV5JktrJKV8ME1yRlNDRKDKJWk4Yl00InvNtKv1WS8EV_vpMzpm5t1CD3PRCp-qdZdmAkCZ5DePjCP3PRMLcgLWMlqsovPzxZcshoE4wbr9aU3It9rLBJM6bScxz3TZh9S1UTmlgI-Z/s1600/013.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611843654670893058" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK5wV5JktrJKV8ME1yRlNDRKDKJWk4Yl00InvNtKv1WS8EV_vpMzpm5t1CD3PRCp-qdZdmAkCZ5DePjCP3PRMLcgLWMlqsovPzxZcshoE4wbr9aU3It9rLBJM6bScxz3TZh9S1UTmlgI-Z/s200/013.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 80px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px;" /></a> then on one of the calmer days,(30-40km) the tree blew over. As you can see, it fell right next to the driveway. 90* to the east, it would have blocked the whole driveway, 180* to the south, it would have clipped the trunk of Mom's car, so I quess we got lucky.(now what to do with it, so far I just mow around it.) Well that just about catches you up with the here, the now, so lets get on with the there, the then! But before I leave <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiylgohyphenhyphenuzm16PimwjK3EGkoTkIco4E-4tGzyHq6jRQqYDhzfoNgvrtP6u9llTN_ICm4HsLOyna_dshBruMYqvA84qb-rUqdCIHAfJ9hlDCNz1S4CklJMTK_gGJ4ArrAFkwfIeoaGPgHXMz/s1600/012.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611843646776635170" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiylgohyphenhyphenuzm16PimwjK3EGkoTkIco4E-4tGzyHq6jRQqYDhzfoNgvrtP6u9llTN_ICm4HsLOyna_dshBruMYqvA84qb-rUqdCIHAfJ9hlDCNz1S4CklJMTK_gGJ4ArrAFkwfIeoaGPgHXMz/s200/012.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 138px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px;" /></a>the cyrstiline present for the bleary eyed past, I will tell you this. Our bosses said,(in frount of witnesses,)we can play the course this thursday coming up! The inagural! Openin day!(well for staff anyway's) First divits out of my freshly striped fairways...(put those divits back, and stay out of the tall grass...thats where them skeeter live anyways!) I'm really looking forward to that day, the last time we got to play was a real good time!</div><div>O.k., back to the Van. trip. When last we parted, I was standing in Delta golf course parking lot, thursday afternoon, sun blazing down on me, feet soggy, just having lost in poker to a man with one card,(is that even possible?) everybody on the same page now?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCeFcB-Lai8Cb1CHEmnDmt7kTB188wUVGI7jUmJ0D4CZpWxU9A-Wf5tXibSeYt-_jvvIe9mPk8Q5CM9QRGyPdhKsg4aRMjiF6xpzjc3fkyOO26De9N7xJzzwiH2T3MSES9cV8fHpzXWeZ1/s1600/n1142603427_30252135_5111.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611842936190179586" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCeFcB-Lai8Cb1CHEmnDmt7kTB188wUVGI7jUmJ0D4CZpWxU9A-Wf5tXibSeYt-_jvvIe9mPk8Q5CM9QRGyPdhKsg4aRMjiF6xpzjc3fkyOO26De9N7xJzzwiH2T3MSES9cV8fHpzXWeZ1/s200/n1142603427_30252135_5111.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /></a> Then foward!(and onward into the fog!)(stole that from a DirtBike mag. artical late 70's I think, remember DirtBike...it was cool!)(they had Crash 'n' Burn,)( guys just wipen out on dirt bikes with funny saying in ballons,)(good stuff!)</div><div>Thursday evening I went back to Shiela and Chris's place. Shiela is Chris's very cool wife, who I hope dosen't mind me borrowing this picture from her face book page, because it's much better then any that I have...I mean it's not like thier in witness relocation<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGhSUwOCaGt5xi92aRmReP7znGCXaobbJjdJkCUOh_u6lGXso_iHtUJvSzPmFBw0BIMXiZ0UeMKXek5Sh4rc-482nuC1vYQ9IOJUp6_m9WvwwdjOw9yxGrcY805spsEeDJ0TqxQuDLcFc2/s1600/004.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611843173607201890" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGhSUwOCaGt5xi92aRmReP7znGCXaobbJjdJkCUOh_u6lGXso_iHtUJvSzPmFBw0BIMXiZ0UeMKXek5Sh4rc-482nuC1vYQ9IOJUp6_m9WvwwdjOw9yxGrcY805spsEeDJ0TqxQuDLcFc2/s200/004.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /></a> or any thing...although that would explain Chris's disquises! Yes that is him on the left, looking very much like a Norman Rockwell painting or something.(blow it up, you'll see!) Wierd thing is this is his normal look, this was taken just last month, he just wanders into stores to mess with the kids heads...No, sorry, but it is his christmas gig, and from the legends I've heard, he is a very good santa!(and if you two are in WitPro, sorry I blew your cover...wouldn't be the first, but really no one reads this thing anyway's so you should be good!)</div><div>I can not say enough about the kindness from Shiela and Chris, taking me in<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTTRSOBK10G2tIJBZBj6jBgfmXSsISw1YpoxP6sF8CPOd9CfRxv26y0grCymi5Xz0UQUrWlevivKURHh7kyl0wwfwu8sCJDST4uL98D737-_AYokh_9AiBmE5mLIEHsHJ9dt3zOl-zYZMw/s1600/042.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611842497417416162" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTTRSOBK10G2tIJBZBj6jBgfmXSsISw1YpoxP6sF8CPOd9CfRxv26y0grCymi5Xz0UQUrWlevivKURHh7kyl0wwfwu8sCJDST4uL98D737-_AYokh_9AiBmE5mLIEHsHJ9dt3zOl-zYZMw/s200/042.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 95px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /></a> and sharing thier Easter dinner with me was wonderful! When I think of how much it would have cost me to stay in a hotel, and eat out every meal, my vacation would have been about two day's instead of a week. So with out ferther adue, thank you both for your hospitality, and kindness, and I got a clean camper trailer with your name on it when ever you want to come golf Alberta!<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_BlRqj3K5zvVD6Z3phU2Wje08qOIS_uiHFxNrdL8f8O1348fAGmbJc56VKs5PRceko1MXQk16shTZfPhyphenhyphenj8GcrJKLGGtFoKUN5cd-EDFqeCSThFYUYDv91ZCtOKx8TJnVrooge8eWkif8/s1600/043.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611842501097154098" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_BlRqj3K5zvVD6Z3phU2Wje08qOIS_uiHFxNrdL8f8O1348fAGmbJc56VKs5PRceko1MXQk16shTZfPhyphenhyphenj8GcrJKLGGtFoKUN5cd-EDFqeCSThFYUYDv91ZCtOKx8TJnVrooge8eWkif8/s200/043.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 182px;" /></a> Lucy is welcome to come visit too, this is Lucy on the left, a very friendly, loving Red Healer,(hope I got that right,) More then one morning I woke to wet Lucy kisses, it always made me laugh!(not a bad way to start any morning.)</div><div>Friday morning I was a bit stiff and sore from the drive, sleeping weds. night in the car, and thursday's golfing, so felt like a zombie day was in order. Chris is very like me in many ways, from our distrust of American forien policy, to our hatered of paying cable companies to watch comercils,(I havent watched any t.v. since the Masters last month, I may watch some Canucks stanley cup final though, all those years I lived there and that team sucked, now I'm gone for a couple years, and look at them go...hey, that gives me a <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr1wsOI-4ieWxKh_XKhXNNmsQbhpD3D31VZ1wyOwhxEhbYFOc0kkcV4PCP4b2Vidj1W7q_fO1VCx1Cm5r7i6_vBk-Q4wNo-quuSp_wkakdchmDV57LhAthtxvVw_DhuerDge2EmzZp7D0j/s1600/003.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611841933794126802" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr1wsOI-4ieWxKh_XKhXNNmsQbhpD3D31VZ1wyOwhxEhbYFOc0kkcV4PCP4b2Vidj1W7q_fO1VCx1Cm5r7i6_vBk-Q4wNo-quuSp_wkakdchmDV57LhAthtxvVw_DhuerDge2EmzZp7D0j/s200/003.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 200px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 121px;" /></a>idea...EVERY ONE IN VANCOUVER SEND ME ONE DOLLAR OR I'LL MOVE BACK AND THEN YOUR DOOMED, NO MORE PLAY OFFS FOR YOU!hehehe, even if it works on half them suckers I'll still retire happy!) So they have a large t.v. sized monitor hooked up to thier computer downstairs, and download full seasons of shows to watch almost comercil free, still the occasional short spot for a peanut butter cup or somthing, but much better then real t.v.</div><div>So after spending a day laying around catching up on all the cool shows I've been living with out, and stuffing my face with chips, I thought I better get out on saterday! After snooping around online a bit, I found out that just a few miles away was a Puddicombe designed par three, nine hole course named Heather Hills. Now if you remember,(or if I rememberd to tell you,)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0qb305eYdNJBW-U7dXg_LVBW9P-Xc2SNzNZpnFoD8PkkoKoxh_jghhcUNpnR6JQ1wmLKk6fcZKId2ZDFiBRKbQYq5XrUYlflwWvkP_n72WyYCLm9UIMrzuhKlxGA8ofgjqE1Hc080zMO9/s1600/004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611841927579608402" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0qb305eYdNJBW-U7dXg_LVBW9P-Xc2SNzNZpnFoD8PkkoKoxh_jghhcUNpnR6JQ1wmLKk6fcZKId2ZDFiBRKbQYq5XrUYlflwWvkP_n72WyYCLm9UIMrzuhKlxGA8ofgjqE1Hc080zMO9/s200/004.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 200px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 196px;" /></a>Puddicombes are the ones building CoalCreek too, so I know some of those guys!(good stories...ah mabe latter.) Real nice landscaping, close to town but with a gorge around three sides and goverment owned land on the other side, it was real quite and tranquil. Just what I needed. One of the cool things was a addmision fee kind of attitude, just pay $25, and play as long as you like, take a break after nine, then jump back in for another 9, or 18, or 27! I played 18, Chris split after 9, as he had to work latter that evening.(and took $2 more off me in the post 9 poker match!)<br />
Look at those white legs, Me leaning on my putter like a wizzard's staff,(don't let me start asking ye questons three,)and Chris, in his best off season santa pose.(I told him he should wear the hat <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvrYKiCEMjPzMyDTPYMNqzLywlhx6du1UlNY7Hu37pqWWdXYFdshvmiAIckd1eXnY06SBFWMoylV7u_ahf0ShD_Ic_7hCI_vm2uISEHTTcrw0sfFcg15ndf3G-9TwEFyUeyufx1KtI2Aqs/s1600/005.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611841926499282322" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvrYKiCEMjPzMyDTPYMNqzLywlhx6du1UlNY7Hu37pqWWdXYFdshvmiAIckd1eXnY06SBFWMoylV7u_ahf0ShD_Ic_7hCI_vm2uISEHTTcrw0sfFcg15ndf3G-9TwEFyUeyufx1KtI2Aqs/s200/005.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 134px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px;" /></a>and boots at least...) I really liked this course, it was short, but I needed to work on my short game any ways. The greens were smooth and quick, very differnt then Delta on thursday. Thier motto was "Just like a championship course only smaller!" Lots of water, lots of deep bunkers to escape from, nice mountians in the back ground, and sunshine!</div><div>See those shorts I'm wearing? Because of last minute packing panic, these are the only dress code aproprate pants/shorts I had for the whole trip!(now as I gaze downward apon my scabby, and peeling legs from last weeks burn<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjSCQ5poXTODDP13N8BpzzaLcjObnHXrc02t1HUwifnvDUt-KwcWmKBzjagok9xP0BQFYw_05ZDEKYP3SEwIMAThSYl-9_mS6eKX-L22n6XsWkXwkCHRvR_5chuzsHJfEuBlh-YLoIUF5x/s1600/007.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611841674227787506" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjSCQ5poXTODDP13N8BpzzaLcjObnHXrc02t1HUwifnvDUt-KwcWmKBzjagok9xP0BQFYw_05ZDEKYP3SEwIMAThSYl-9_mS6eKX-L22n6XsWkXwkCHRvR_5chuzsHJfEuBlh-YLoIUF5x/s200/007.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 105px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /></a>-a-thon, I almost wish I hadn't found all my other shorts, oh well, thier almost done healing now.)</div><div>Looking at these pictures today, I see all I needed was to wait a month and I would have the then, and the there, here and now, what I should have done was go in like feb. when we where still 5 months from green! That would have done my soul some real good! More next time on the amazing golf adventours! See the Clash of the Ducks! Hear of the Wind Swept Shorelines! Live the Panic of the Day the Honda Did Not Start!(don't worry, it all works out fine.) Latter DufferKev. </div><div></div></div></div></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-81293207253318509502011-05-11T16:31:00.000-07:002011-05-11T16:31:02.043-07:00HatchBacks Ho!<div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijlGGJ03EilBmnsklLFRUdFGg3Kruyh-ciykgpnLodDS99NX9NLM1LAC-BR-2AX0inJnCEaMwQh8l9dvJb5gcdMtJZEZshRinmWfLFFBcI7vuATHhoXwr2BdIYki03OTzI6mSPi2k1aUuF/s1600/happy_mothers_day_frame.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604146512840514850" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijlGGJ03EilBmnsklLFRUdFGg3Kruyh-ciykgpnLodDS99NX9NLM1LAC-BR-2AX0inJnCEaMwQh8l9dvJb5gcdMtJZEZshRinmWfLFFBcI7vuATHhoXwr2BdIYki03OTzI6mSPi2k1aUuF/s400/happy_mothers_day_frame.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 196px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a> Well hey there and happy mothers day to all,(yes, even the moms)hope you all have a great one!(and to all kids out there, here's a free tip: Forget the halmark, sap-a-thon, card shopin expierience, make your mothers day morning unforgetable, with a homemade card. First find somthing around the house to make the card from,(remember its not cheap, its from the heart!)I recomend pancakes! Here's where your creativity takes over, the options are limitless, you can carve them into heart shapes, or just add a heart felt message in peanut butter,(remember to save the empty jar!) a chocolate chip smilely face, will be sure to put a smile on her face! Start early, and dont worry about the mess you'll be making, just slip in and surprise her with a edible card, and while she's trying her best to thank you around a mouthful of mothers day delight,(and not drip jam on the pillow,)you slip out, ninja like for maybe 6-8 hours, go golfing or somthing, the course will be empty early mothers day morning. And the best part is, the house will be clean when you get home!)(oh yeah, you'll only get away with this till your about 12...14 at the max, athough I might still try it one more time!)</div><div><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604146506373020658" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3-tW3PhiiYPbFEWOxxiyzynAkD1IbjLWF7Z9fuRZ7gR88KZ8Ko05XD5bkmji5QmnGG4Y45X96pFUyvPNhCeuCnPN5fx9iz5AolJ08jWJ8kBsTMS97g5ls1ZnZXFLUBZMaisUVsdk93PMG/s400/001.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 120px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></div><div>O.k., on with the blog, this is the first of several blogs dealing with my recent trip to Vancouver,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5w_-k628suHoFj4F5aluDyg4v2U2ehkIBoSKhJ8wTWqswGIjhTMhV-oLScrQwb1hR3hBKnDHda-GAFg4Ry9X2gS0-lln3E1mzHIuD1TXsIN9906Sjc_ZkT2vfRE0gA5cl8-dXgratcLyf/s1600/010.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604130535477458690" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5w_-k628suHoFj4F5aluDyg4v2U2ehkIBoSKhJ8wTWqswGIjhTMhV-oLScrQwb1hR3hBKnDHda-GAFg4Ry9X2gS0-lln3E1mzHIuD1TXsIN9906Sjc_ZkT2vfRE0gA5cl8-dXgratcLyf/s200/010.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 119px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /></a> I have been back for 1 week, and 1 day! I'm also happy to report, I'm back working at the golf course. Coal Creek has never looked better to me then after this last hard cold winter at Black Earth!(I'll trade green for black any day!)</div><div>It was a sunny, warm, wensday afternoon, the golf bag was checked, and double checked. All the beer cans empty or full had been removed to save wieght, and/or help finance the trip! Wensday morning had been spent finishing the last blog, empting my camera, filling my batteries...and last minutes of desperate packing!(forshadowing of doom ahead?) These shots are of the rockies, as taken form the left side of the car, if you want to see the mounties on the other side of the road...you'll have to wait till I'm on my way home!</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjakYdgjuvuYk3hN4WosasrPpwe21Mp1nFM0xVm-_gJ_2mXsEsbKFxTGezmA_LCD_zaL3qQEgO7LY-GJp8gyhHS9kAfwYjtoRB056E76XafbZkp3Ugr3sfpPGZZSf8AUJXjBRpH5UP_-4-C/s1600/011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604130521450835506" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjakYdgjuvuYk3hN4WosasrPpwe21Mp1nFM0xVm-_gJ_2mXsEsbKFxTGezmA_LCD_zaL3qQEgO7LY-GJp8gyhHS9kAfwYjtoRB056E76XafbZkp3Ugr3sfpPGZZSf8AUJXjBRpH5UP_-4-C/s200/011.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 122px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /></a>The little honda buzzed along like a champ! I was amazed with the fuel economy, and the zipp! it was hard to stay below 130!(km) I was able to stay in 5th gear for most of the steep hills through out the passes, and when gravity finally won over momentim, a few seconds back in 4th got me back over 100km . I kind of kept waiting for the bad parts, where I'd be in trouble, slugging along behind some semi, at 40km, in 2nd gear, overheating, and underpowerd, wishing for a big gust to just blow me over the side of some unknowen pass...but then I saw the Hope turn off! But I'm getting ahead of myself here.</div><div>I guess one of the reasons I may have been concerned about <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7x4mCrP8OFwG1EfKCztJaUEoZTeSVyauvVN9_qNcUFBvcdBcCG3AxIZxshWpIUOSEgSbcG6xXqMYu8NKCDZywyPyJkFkmXR3HQQBHI2aRzPX0R-ZzFde7-MS6hIr-iVbit7gNSrnSI9Bc/s1600/012.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604129898072140322" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7x4mCrP8OFwG1EfKCztJaUEoZTeSVyauvVN9_qNcUFBvcdBcCG3AxIZxshWpIUOSEgSbcG6xXqMYu8NKCDZywyPyJkFkmXR3HQQBHI2aRzPX0R-ZzFde7-MS6hIr-iVbit7gNSrnSI9Bc/s200/012.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 126px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px;" /></a>overheating on the long trip, would be because just before I left I washed the car at one of those Lazer wash(touchless)places. Both when being pelted by the water, and even the turbo air drier, I could feel the car move! No big deal right, think nothing of it, drive over to lube-x to get the oil changed etc. Now while I had the car running for the engien scrubby/shampooy thing, the fan kicked in for the first time since the car wash. Remember I had said the high presser water/air had moved the car around? Well the car wasn't the only thing to move...the cooling fins from my 20yr. old radiator had moved back into the fans path, and in the seconds following the fan coming on...well, have you ever seen one of those cans of peanut brittle, with the fake snake that comes streamering out? it kind of looked like about<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDUBWd1azIQ3DcrAoD7tElM3h0vPi6_dosCg6TnIkKMejFxk2j8axYFBWLDTLJylbGageFlb3CfbyYXAPmRlRaSM-MX9XMdJ0iTbneBLw1-p8vFneRq2Y93G5-Mw8ZCA7-3dp2b8SMnPze/s1600/013.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604129882442156898" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDUBWd1azIQ3DcrAoD7tElM3h0vPi6_dosCg6TnIkKMejFxk2j8axYFBWLDTLJylbGageFlb3CfbyYXAPmRlRaSM-MX9XMdJ0iTbneBLw1-p8vFneRq2Y93G5-Mw8ZCA7-3dp2b8SMnPze/s200/013.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 154px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 201px;" /></a> 60 of them, but much smaller. The tech guy was leaning over the car, and boy did he jump! After cleaning the rest of the fins out of the way,(about half remain)I tried to get a new rad. Unfortunatly the soonest I could have gotten one was 2 day's, and had to be shipped from Vancouver! After testing the old rad,(by driving home,)I found it didn't leak, or over heat, so I decided to go to Vancouver, and maybe buy a new one there. Now I'm home and the old ones still not leaking or over heating, maybe I'll buy a new one and just keep it in the car till the old one blows out, who know how much farther I'll get on it!</div><div>Oh yeah...theres some mountin sheep, proudly mooning the motoriest near Jasper, I think it was probaly just a frat prank or somthing, thier usealy pretty good about that sort of thing! I don't <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLIMQ8cnIEgXwQxrqOeIfo9plpqDkOs1hTm13j9MrLHioYJwKC-dDHrxGyTujqA8EgxdZOr1txeN0_mRCBKL46un8j67rX4UgX1vRBMsZRG1H1Aj_H7GJsKTBNeqaPAHS1m123AEb4nATx/s1600/002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604129452662268418" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLIMQ8cnIEgXwQxrqOeIfo9plpqDkOs1hTm13j9MrLHioYJwKC-dDHrxGyTujqA8EgxdZOr1txeN0_mRCBKL46un8j67rX4UgX1vRBMsZRG1H1Aj_H7GJsKTBNeqaPAHS1m123AEb4nATx/s200/002.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 188px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /></a>know what their eating, looks like rocks, tough critters, eat stone, crap pebbles!</div><div>I decided to camp out at a rest area just past Hope. This is an oasis for weary travler, its perfect. Its big enough to find a spot away from the lights, the travel trailer crowd, but still be close to the fancy bathroom with the running water and flush john! It was about midnight local time, so about 1 am my old time as I made my BumsBed v.2!(pat.pend.) This version is nowhere as comfortable as the first, but it is portable, and rainproof. I put the passangers seat as far foward as I can, then place my suitcase in the hole between the front and back seats. A couple well placed pillows, a thick comfy, warm blanket, thick socks, a sweater, a touque, and a feverious passion to go golfing the next day, all combined to give me a warm,(enough)comfortable,(enough)nights sleep! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGqb9v4v35a_sgHTzq9vISzrPldWqtKn_koNVZny0wP0nxwT_jaCzLIGrckmMgJFvTNEwaaqRyAjw87u62Xgy-kck1kssMD6Uybeqmq8rMJeJFwLU3xA-xov8NgDp1o8f-AlLA0f0LtVkh/s1600/header-2b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604125870215801682" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGqb9v4v35a_sgHTzq9vISzrPldWqtKn_koNVZny0wP0nxwT_jaCzLIGrckmMgJFvTNEwaaqRyAjw87u62Xgy-kck1kssMD6Uybeqmq8rMJeJFwLU3xA-xov8NgDp1o8f-AlLA0f0LtVkh/s200/header-2b.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 168px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px;" /></a> If only I was 6 inches to a foot shorter, it would have been perfect.(spooning with my golf bag was just a little unexpected bonus!) After 9 blissful hours of sleep, I woke fresh as a dasiy! The rain had fallen most of the night, some times quite hard. As I drove west for about another hour, the farther down into the valley I get the brighter the day is getting. After meeting up with my buddy Chris,(more on this delightful charictor latter, I promise!) we decided to follow the sun, and head west to start my golfing adventours. Delta Gold Club was our first campain. Seams it had been about 6 months since either of us had swung a club, and we were both feeling the rust, so to speak.(it didn't help that Chris golf talented brother Brad came<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1dZeHTLkrRv3G-Y3638qSDCMEg_5Qv8TuRSyg9dbvOk_lrzusGzRUnPUOFMZW9XjYax5wEd2VDTVeOr30tK7PhSg2A3G2XZD-w7IqusjggG4D8o2pJGtEunAEHGMc819bh4hl38anKS7E/s1600/course_layout.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604125876544996786" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1dZeHTLkrRv3G-Y3638qSDCMEg_5Qv8TuRSyg9dbvOk_lrzusGzRUnPUOFMZW9XjYax5wEd2VDTVeOr30tK7PhSg2A3G2XZD-w7IqusjggG4D8o2pJGtEunAEHGMc819bh4hl38anKS7E/s200/course_layout.gif" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 139px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px;" /></a> along, as he wasn't rusty at all! so to be fair he handicapped himself(as if golfing with us wasn't enough to handicap anyone!)we got a card for each par, and 2 for each birdie, Brad only got cards for birdies, witch was a good thing cause he parred the first 5 holes in a row! Then at the end of the round, we play poker with how many cards we got through out the game, for like a toonie.) Around hole 9, the sun broke through the cloud layer, and it was Glorious! Right there was worth the whole trip, I could have left that night and been happy! I still had 7 more days! Tentitivly, I slowly peel off two layers of clothes, ready to dash back into thier warm enbrace, but no the sun was real! It floods my body with its radioactive embrace! Ghostly white legs sprouting from shorts that havent seen the light of day since the frogs quite croaking. Thick, wooly socks, laughing in the face of fashion, <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcTdyFkSq1k5SBJAWC-sfIt8fbPszFODMqVJD-o4HRkevr9lC_FGkTL9nwiBuWWuEX5qF8prVdCGZ7nWzDRnnX78iF_9WadARxMWfFFkk46V5rZ-NcnVukraZ04W7xmGZP1Dyb-KRIeSAd/s1600/47820857_Golf.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604126212558069298" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcTdyFkSq1k5SBJAWC-sfIt8fbPszFODMqVJD-o4HRkevr9lC_FGkTL9nwiBuWWuEX5qF8prVdCGZ7nWzDRnnX78iF_9WadARxMWfFFkk46V5rZ-NcnVukraZ04W7xmGZP1Dyb-KRIeSAd/s200/47820857_Golf.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 166px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /></a> feet, suddenly soggy from the surprise betrayal of my much beloved golf shoes, then it all comes together, and I par holes 11, 13, and 14! Its like the cup was this big!(see attached photo, ed.) Well I think thats enough for tonight, lets just leave it at driving 1200km, playing one of my favorite courses, and getting 3 pars in my first game in over 6 months!...and Chris winning the poker with 1 card! a queen will beat 2, threes, and a 4 every time! (seams like there must be a dirty joke in there some where!) any way's have a good week. Latter DufferKev. </div><div></div></div></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-82400071824489746242011-04-19T21:31:00.001-07:002011-04-20T08:47:17.095-07:00Ketchup Jam! pt.2 Pass the Toast!<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzUYXUV3biDoAWvqrAF8c9Fxy2WrLHS0klwvJWdgITtkpLSJlPsQ4tKYHQbmk5M7LYkQsLEnkQf_ObdnOXYNwUGP9G_Um9tUCs8tzkq0kXuer4GWZ2Hy-s5844v1BclC8G_l0elew4OMT2/s1600/ToastBanner.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 105px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597522174456371874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzUYXUV3biDoAWvqrAF8c9Fxy2WrLHS0klwvJWdgITtkpLSJlPsQ4tKYHQbmk5M7LYkQsLEnkQf_ObdnOXYNwUGP9G_Um9tUCs8tzkq0kXuer4GWZ2Hy-s5844v1BclC8G_l0elew4OMT2/s400/ToastBanner.jpg" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFEzwzr5RSccfzjCpuKGfwUu4xGsM6G31Sg8hupmM9iMZZgp4-iS5TA0-hP7xXAuSbPflrztKapyoekM6o7eCzL2ZARo087VS0S4fYMchcAhCPgDQzaOJNwlKuyvbBv_wkAb1AfGlzpr6-/s1600/g2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 95px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597521901363883666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFEzwzr5RSccfzjCpuKGfwUu4xGsM6G31Sg8hupmM9iMZZgp4-iS5TA0-hP7xXAuSbPflrztKapyoekM6o7eCzL2ZARo087VS0S4fYMchcAhCPgDQzaOJNwlKuyvbBv_wkAb1AfGlzpr6-/s200/g2.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhevrJdZDEqIAWexrNG3E5DbRAl8uqNg0c1ShxDApzpV8lLtvnDMTyABw2ALUxe4Z2cVtAqfY70ni-C05THR4MMQwzXzvv9VX32qkL2saJ0eXKcIedXu0porVur_txBTw9rV37d2IdTe0vY/s1600/g1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 95px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597521799075145890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhevrJdZDEqIAWexrNG3E5DbRAl8uqNg0c1ShxDApzpV8lLtvnDMTyABw2ALUxe4Z2cVtAqfY70ni-C05THR4MMQwzXzvv9VX32qkL2saJ0eXKcIedXu0porVur_txBTw9rV37d2IdTe0vY/s200/g1.jpg" /></a><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 88px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597522310925356946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnLjlyLc7f3oruJixqte4u2V6UxvioBhEdj9PLWv0NZjHsgTZZmNLX-BIWdaxtvXt-73jEVY0TRlFn-8JH_DPryEh_gP2iQWqo7Uw5zyXiIHVpNWvJT_q_MehueNbRWJwUPbmJXjbT1559/s320/p3+003.jpg" /><br />Well Hello friends, welcome once agien to the extremely narrow world view, as far as I can see, as far as I can tell! As the sign above sez, "Some things allways burning!" and in my case, it's the desire to be golfin'! Times burning, time to go where the golf never dies,(just gets all rusty from the constant rain,)time to buzz down to the big stink, time to return to the Van.(and who knows, if they get knocked out of the playoffs while I'm there, I might even get to see the riot!)(watch for me on Cop's)(I'll be the one stealling golf shoes, and knickers!)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUQ3ybzsVC9B-QRW_e8gBIGQSBU2WmqQCOGC5HBpheD8MJwCjfaykPElvIDWTlJ63-nGitELaHP14c5agJx80fMh47pdyttoxg-lNcWEKO8WGT9jrqKPoJVcG2SHBgb38WjhcmHZQuicns/s1600/p3+009.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 144px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597521483319009458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUQ3ybzsVC9B-QRW_e8gBIGQSBU2WmqQCOGC5HBpheD8MJwCjfaykPElvIDWTlJ63-nGitELaHP14c5agJx80fMh47pdyttoxg-lNcWEKO8WGT9jrqKPoJVcG2SHBgb38WjhcmHZQuicns/s200/p3+009.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><div>And, yes, Buzz down is the right term, I bought a Honda Civic, 5 speed. Its got a 1.5liter leafblower motor, with a pull start,(kidding)no radio,(not kidding, antenas broke, so no radio,)and the first cd I put in, is still stuck there! On the bright side, it's a good cd! and the aux. input works with my mp3, so I got tunes. Also it's about 2x's cheaper to drive then the Blazer was, and with the way the world<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV4D-Dm8e4vzrTtMSMpPTW4zCtsD1xWkKnzqilSxuKYW6kj_KWO38W_UxURNkgHtrQsIwcq_oXHJ6mcBmRFOmbn8SvzoIwdMKcVxnQmmUUu8YXE3YaQ-_pN54u7Vob79bnV2hlh5F8G26O/s1600/p3+004.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597521617746473314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV4D-Dm8e4vzrTtMSMpPTW4zCtsD1xWkKnzqilSxuKYW6kj_KWO38W_UxURNkgHtrQsIwcq_oXHJ6mcBmRFOmbn8SvzoIwdMKcVxnQmmUUu8YXE3YaQ-_pN54u7Vob79bnV2hlh5F8G26O/s200/p3+004.jpg" /></a> is a squabblen over the remaining fossil fuels, well I'm just one man tring to do his part! It's a little tighter inside then my VWabbit was, but way zippier, plus it's a 5 speed, so thats cool.(come to think of it, the wabbit also had pinecones under the hood, as this car did, but those were after I bought it...dam squirles!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX_lBU4VIP5TzAB-De-WlHl83W21l-q2ObhqjBXWbgRizxp__agae6z6md6rlgai6NEJRcB7f6Ydvekz4M8MJTyUuUU-dcJiCm5S1zTROLxNG2vN0AHQliWgPLu5WzEN3C-Qrq5bq3LtuE/s1600/p3+003.jpg"></a>If you zoom close, and look hard, you'll see the three skulls. All on the driver back window of every vehical I drove in Alberta.(there is one on the passangers side of the Landcrusier as well, but it's real hard to see from here!) I'm thinking of some racing stripes, or maybe little flames,(or maybe both!) I read somewhere racing stipes and/or flame will defenitly make you car faster!(it may have been writen by an 8yr. old, but untill I hear <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Fm5nezJ0-1fxAd5mUASS6Un6iE6EKTxAGESdyHZrzPA_i-Y5wt9TRKknYwXVyCyitX87M0MYP8Bk3WwuQ3wa3tWdDcDg9Wzgk-AViQffx2OPhEhHXnGWdUK8Fd4vWyHVFvzXnq3OUr_Y/s1600/p3+002.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597520729272166514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Fm5nezJ0-1fxAd5mUASS6Un6iE6EKTxAGESdyHZrzPA_i-Y5wt9TRKknYwXVyCyitX87M0MYP8Bk3WwuQ3wa3tWdDcDg9Wzgk-AViQffx2OPhEhHXnGWdUK8Fd4vWyHVFvzXnq3OUr_Y/s200/p3+002.jpg" /></a>otherwise, I'm inclined to beleave!) </div><br /><div>As promised, we have a miraculously transformed porch! When you last saw this sturdy piece of post modern construction, it was just a deck, with one sad, short wall, and a underpaid($0)immergrant sitting on it.(sorry Carlin!) Now its a mostly finished, nearly airtight, semi watertight, overly insulated, dimond in the rough.</div><br /><div>Notice the door? Stoled it from my old highschool! Throw me out will ya?(really its liberated from an old Atco trailer, the same ones the Woodie shed metal came from.)(I like the full width push bar on the inside,)(although I like most thing with a full bar inside!)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDt_LgPaKvfGMEh4ns5V7bP8iGVtHmAIS8KTj8lxeDiY64pCAXNTGiIK5TiRCqd95MxywlWT78uUZqBC6Vlpso2Sz85-m_VsLqbUyoEM2akXAxuNVggNqEKxFMOY1zOdL37GnLGsCc-I7i/s1600/p3+001.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597520743505854690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDt_LgPaKvfGMEh4ns5V7bP8iGVtHmAIS8KTj8lxeDiY64pCAXNTGiIK5TiRCqd95MxywlWT78uUZqBC6Vlpso2Sz85-m_VsLqbUyoEM2akXAxuNVggNqEKxFMOY1zOdL37GnLGsCc-I7i/s200/p3+001.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Speaking of inside...here it is! Notice the unfished walls, the clutter, the general lack of order? All part of the plan. Its not that winter caught me with my pants down,(a very serious problem up here, where do you think the term blue balls came from?)but after landing the Black Earth job, most of my time(energy)was used up. Once I finish the walls, and get shelves built, most of the clutter will vanish! Nice ceiling though.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3fYWMkyZc3cH7GOo26OrJ_La9GgpdVQAibBosFUxdRyuZCbzLoUFMY1Ipqu8_Uek58_He0GpF4OBCjc0poZW832f2DniDj71KV7jN9rlGnJrS05OBmxVXEcdu8gOLryU-s-Nn5cM2FHrv/s1600/p3+005.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 174px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597520454216101506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3fYWMkyZc3cH7GOo26OrJ_La9GgpdVQAibBosFUxdRyuZCbzLoUFMY1Ipqu8_Uek58_He0GpF4OBCjc0poZW832f2DniDj71KV7jN9rlGnJrS05OBmxVXEcdu8gOLryU-s-Nn5cM2FHrv/s200/p3+005.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br />Now its time for the "fuzzy creatures on the ground below" portion of the blog. This is the new family of squatters that moved into my den.(the big one snuck in first, and smuggled the other three in her...well lets just say, its not the first time things have been smuggled in there, but three little ones! how she even get them up there? I heard tell of goats smuggleing dimonds in Africa, and of drug dogs down in the US, but baby cat smuggleing is a new one for me!)(oh well I guess they can stay...but NO citizenship!) The big ones Slice,<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOnaBVvRYc5Amp1lqlD_hI2TAt1dLWNZn4I7goO40nsmRhH3sRcNJs7tl72TUzfkqxb4ExWmcxvBx_r5RrbwE7g8nHweo0sn-kAo-KyVFbDo7ecCD-3xzdZS3KgYBmbRAOnQvbYGUdvFfx/s1600/p3+007.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 174px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597520469683503442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOnaBVvRYc5Amp1lqlD_hI2TAt1dLWNZn4I7goO40nsmRhH3sRcNJs7tl72TUzfkqxb4ExWmcxvBx_r5RrbwE7g8nHweo0sn-kAo-KyVFbDo7ecCD-3xzdZS3KgYBmbRAOnQvbYGUdvFfx/s200/p3+007.jpg" /></a>and the little fuzz balls are Pitch, En, Putt! Although in this shot it's Putt!, En, Pitch, kitties are hard pose.(just kidding Peta, no kitties were posed during the production of this blog!)<br />Pitch, has a white face, remindes me of an open faced club, like a pitching wedge, or sand wedge,(Ummmmmm, open faced club sandwitch!)(copyright Homer Simpson...all rights reserved.)Putt!, who was breifly <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXWrYvvRFq9OKDnuTBQOF-LUkwfVTURvmXywgHGjkZnMDCDuaywGWxiEczTvRQcJ5guvBH2vBiUHHt-1owf25dSgn566U_2jpWFwpTevG6RFL30o1HcRuCLJH8Flwr4uemDWrt78tYVHsH/s1600/cartoon_golfer.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 190px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597521223817595298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXWrYvvRFq9OKDnuTBQOF-LUkwfVTURvmXywgHGjkZnMDCDuaywGWxiEczTvRQcJ5guvBH2vBiUHHt-1owf25dSgn566U_2jpWFwpTevG6RFL30o1HcRuCLJH8Flwr4uemDWrt78tYVHsH/s200/cartoon_golfer.jpg" /></a>called Chilean Miner,(chilly-m for short)fell down a hole, between the closet, and the shelf they were born on. After a multi hour search and rescue, little Putt! was saved!(get it? putt was down the hole, where all good putts belong!) And En, just likes to be in the middle, so, Pitch, En, Putt!</div><br /><div>I'm leaven today for my sun n golf trip, wanted to finish this blog first, get you all cought up, before I get way behind agien, hope to have some good pic. for upcoming blogs, and maybe a story or two, of some grand adventure!(although at my age, the grandest adventure may just be a safe, quite trip, lots of naps, and one of those floppy travel hats.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtIbWkjyFPdVACL3GJ3JbRY_mpsw2Gzz35BLIQTalUOXjV5dIpLNq43SnT2PmUHKaXySX2uSy4e-hz3nX2yQ3sQ_TRBARH53mW2DhfWkOmHcCybq3QV0__vN4yEHtG2D4CPMsK4LaFO9Sv/s1600/kokat.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597520051969355938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtIbWkjyFPdVACL3GJ3JbRY_mpsw2Gzz35BLIQTalUOXjV5dIpLNq43SnT2PmUHKaXySX2uSy4e-hz3nX2yQ3sQ_TRBARH53mW2DhfWkOmHcCybq3QV0__vN4yEHtG2D4CPMsK4LaFO9Sv/s320/kokat.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div>I'll leave you with this. I know the little ones are too small to start training for this sort of thing, but soon enough.(I've been showing them this picture every day since thier little eyes opend up, and I think they're starting to get it.) Soon I'll bring in one of the poms, they're small enough to be sort of a practice dog...then, when their ready, we'll move on to the big dog's. Together, we'll rule the yard! I'll have my roving squad of ninja<br />death cats, and then I'll be unstopable! Today, the yard,...Tomorrow the World!(BooooHaaahaaaha)(best evil/mad doomsday laugh I know how to spell.)<br /><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div>Latter all, next blog after my trip! have a good one, DufferKev.</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-73450744957638731472011-04-17T14:12:00.000-07:002011-04-17T19:02:39.911-07:00Ketchup Jam! pt1<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSkgwgsapow0iyicyus2GFE2tXLdNHGM63jB-sy_YTYdUNj5YLhDUlG_qSw9SpElFD2wDu3kRWI6bhJhpQIQ6UIVgHy3GURaMfmKLkc75rk-56k8NvTqwxo5-_kYjwyc_e84OCFz5lSoaY/s1600/fata.jpg"></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiir76wXAcCErENVyaw8fE5mcOJwMdcyBUfGaLMn7if5gahI2IaiKImNuLyE4WK-suEP6pl2-qlD_R5bl9ntAmR1IP_fzGxma0Db-TUTPWxrzRidQhzHlHeRJRF1n-_L8i-Xo3_vrDPmlRC/s1600/images.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596667155298667778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiir76wXAcCErENVyaw8fE5mcOJwMdcyBUfGaLMn7if5gahI2IaiKImNuLyE4WK-suEP6pl2-qlD_R5bl9ntAmR1IP_fzGxma0Db-TUTPWxrzRidQhzHlHeRJRF1n-_L8i-Xo3_vrDPmlRC/s400/images.jpg" /></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKiF5kEQ-EUlVZSincbT1Y3MBB5jsTq20dhfki2m2nXiJMjEeZOnaOma1M_kqJ8NJ_GBWHvypi11zlNGngx9II_AeAaU-C7aT8LQFBZWpJdZa5nADItrCqo7ZtPg4Bp0e5xxHxKggCPU8N/s1600/145x145-ketchup.png"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 145px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596667003729982098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKiF5kEQ-EUlVZSincbT1Y3MBB5jsTq20dhfki2m2nXiJMjEeZOnaOma1M_kqJ8NJ_GBWHvypi11zlNGngx9II_AeAaU-C7aT8LQFBZWpJdZa5nADItrCqo7ZtPg4Bp0e5xxHxKggCPU8N/s400/145x145-ketchup.png" /></a> Well, hell its easter allready! Not quite sure what happend here but my last blog was in january...how the time slimes away from us all! Spring time has arrived,(then retreated, then arrived agien) Todays<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjympHxk1ORI8TomUvAvb4_OTmFh8JGE0NBrMfyJZGozkON0ipInRxUpFqdq85QYqWqUg7M_Jc2oE93KRxkWJys_RCELTL62N6lam7yNCgXJfaNsMnwZCujOU18X9u8uabfmEnLrrF0b5iJ/s1600/heinz-ketchup.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 146px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596666791125227202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjympHxk1ORI8TomUvAvb4_OTmFh8JGE0NBrMfyJZGozkON0ipInRxUpFqdq85QYqWqUg7M_Jc2oE93KRxkWJys_RCELTL62N6lam7yNCgXJfaNsMnwZCujOU18X9u8uabfmEnLrrF0b5iJ/s200/heinz-ketchup.jpg" /></a> suns making yesterdays snow melt faster then a fat mans resolve at Tim Hortens!</div><br /><div>So whats up with Ketchup JAM? Well, its time for some spring cleaning! Time to empty out the camera, dust off last falls faded memorys, and try in vain to ketchup, by jamming abunch of stuff together! Like the pondering rapter above, I just loved the idea of a tomatoe smoothie...So with the clever title,(and a leap of faith)I get to use him.</div><br /><div>Quick get-up-to-speed, crib note style fall and winter: I worked at Black Earth...and thats about it! Oh sure I bought a car, I moved Slice in,(you remember the creepy-est of the kittens from way back when,)Slice had babies,..But thats about it!(and those are for another blog,)</div><br /><div>Late(2late?)last fall I decided to build a porch onto my tiny trailer,(I mean the mighty <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiZ3qmWm9-Jy3Sfqb84cqcHGBvEYjFj-l6JhhmaUOkHwP_ZSwMUbkzFbU0ppkfWfoA3YluRpcdvdns6ZGCiRydrL7gpnbiJ8y12wE43AdR07owqcxHsWCtaw45kINXJO7m9NTJa-jJfJy1/s1600/010.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596666312780755890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiZ3qmWm9-Jy3Sfqb84cqcHGBvEYjFj-l6JhhmaUOkHwP_ZSwMUbkzFbU0ppkfWfoA3YluRpcdvdns6ZGCiRydrL7gpnbiJ8y12wE43AdR07owqcxHsWCtaw45kINXJO7m9NTJa-jJfJy1/s200/010.jpg" /></a>DufferDen!)and caught up in waves of enthusiasm, I totaly over built the sucker!(I mean, in case of tornado, I'll be found under my porch, it'll still be there!)(room for you too, but please book well in advance,)(all major credit cards accepted!)</div><br /><div>First off when building a porch, you need a good deck,(or if you get lazy, you can just stop at the deck, nothing wrong with a change of design mid stream, like how most of my omlettes turn into scrambled eggs!) First thought was to pour pads, and bracket 4x4 holders, to save time, money, and last but fisrt, LABOUR! After talking with other overbuilding freinds, and giving<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6SHXooalHVPER6DBvxWAWKKCuvR2mXLtIoEwh8omqgcFNbMF-KKZjg2Te1lfOEo81-VSwv1dzes-0a4kk1JKUaXjr2gr3j2XdegmhbFKxQLmzFvGNaj9OvOBmbJajzMuNi6eq7DHVtYDQ/s1600/011.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 110px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596666315739313106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6SHXooalHVPER6DBvxWAWKKCuvR2mXLtIoEwh8omqgcFNbMF-KKZjg2Te1lfOEo81-VSwv1dzes-0a4kk1JKUaXjr2gr3j2XdegmhbFKxQLmzFvGNaj9OvOBmbJajzMuNi6eq7DHVtYDQ/s200/011.jpg" /></a> some serious thought to the massive frost heaves,(just take a drive down some of our back hiways, and you'll understand frost heaves a little better!)I decided to drill 6foot pilelings, fill them with cement, and jam 8ft. 4x4's(treated, of coures)deep into mother earths clay embrace!(notice the 36can pack of Boxer beer in the back ground, I'll credit much of this design to Boxer!) Next comes the 2x6's, some Tyvek,(same stuff I made flags out of for my Goffer Golf last year,)(pat./pend.) and of course r20 insulation!(cozy deck=warm porch!)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5cz7UZsWbdUBr5QzAgJCA8jiDJ3Z_wLHC3eahJFGPkRtg5f20FNo5mRSaDvxL1r-EjNfIcB1LbflVkTbdipo2urpch70k3JsDzOOH5DxhpfNWSaQVu2Hm8AKUuU4g7u2Uxh6QVt6uXyab/s1600/012.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 104px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596666327533135730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5cz7UZsWbdUBr5QzAgJCA8jiDJ3Z_wLHC3eahJFGPkRtg5f20FNo5mRSaDvxL1r-EjNfIcB1LbflVkTbdipo2urpch70k3JsDzOOH5DxhpfNWSaQVu2Hm8AKUuU4g7u2Uxh6QVt6uXyab/s200/012.jpg" /></a> To top off your deck, I like more Tyvek, and a fat layer of 3/4inch ply!(this could be the dance floor for a trucker wedding!)(sorry to all truckers, and mostly to all married out there!)(bettcha you wish you could live in a den, or build a truckers dance deck, buttcha can't cause your married, and he/she just wouldn't understand the lost property value for some useless stupid deck! I mean how many trucker weddings could there be? it's kind of a nich market, isn't it?)...(?)(or tell him/her its a Pacidurm Breeding Research Facillity,)(or just keep going and finish your porch!)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihiETlCGfYrDblWpj8Cy1zUp9olpSwX4Jf6xCNJec4D1KZfYAJpgF60x6gljty6O6eHJlac4Q5ksWao3mg_JSYOBUo5Lc9xdFfi2ML_Hv63VxK6oSY5JxG6iJxCo8NyeBJL2etOHHE1C64/s1600/013.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596666330336728210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihiETlCGfYrDblWpj8Cy1zUp9olpSwX4Jf6xCNJec4D1KZfYAJpgF60x6gljty6O6eHJlac4Q5ksWao3mg_JSYOBUo5Lc9xdFfi2ML_Hv63VxK6oSY5JxG6iJxCo8NyeBJL2etOHHE1C64/s200/013.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div>One of the most important, key ingredents to any project, is the side kick, right hand man, gopher, and or helper guy, in this case I got my bro Carlin to be all of them! This is him sitting next to the short wall of the porch,(one of his rare un-mobile moments, don't tell him, but I'd say, "I'll be right back," then go for like 3 beer, check my spam mail, play some vid, and he'd be just a hammering away out there for like 20 min!...look at the grin, poor guy still thinks he's gettin paid!)...(I mean thanks agien Carlin!) More porch next Blog, amazing overnight tranformations, etc. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXR2TKfIUrCG72KUPZ11GlHzIYu8qLu6qMeQDFBHZExlFzz1c6I_NvmoUxDdwb_Bgjyb2GI7BzJio3vf4mwoMWyCdoXGLOuSYUMbyJXRzsSgiklYfKIIBQIc-jXX_qu5ohrfVXm2IzsL7M/s1600/004.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596665640466005170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXR2TKfIUrCG72KUPZ11GlHzIYu8qLu6qMeQDFBHZExlFzz1c6I_NvmoUxDdwb_Bgjyb2GI7BzJio3vf4mwoMWyCdoXGLOuSYUMbyJXRzsSgiklYfKIIBQIc-jXX_qu5ohrfVXm2IzsL7M/s200/004.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi81zFZwKMYSIsRM24ESyCuLtLBcTZxLgp1LCxD7u3ER7VQA1m-tRq_c7VYb0Zy1x-1jHZujSRDb8dqgjik24Cm4wUTlRL1l_ytgRVt8Mnua0q9FFlHExWqezsBXOyElEDPlXmiZBWwGan5/s1600/145x145-ketchup.png"></a>On to a bright sunny afternoon late last fall, when the leaves were gone and the day's were begining to shorten noticeably, the bosses fianally let us play the grass side! This is hole #6 tee box,(back tees) for this year it will be hole #1,(a brutally long par 5 for the opening hole? ouch!) I hit a very happy shot just past the grass bunker, right by the crook in the pond,(upper middle of the shot on the left,)(remember, you can enlarge most pics by left clicking on them!)then waited for like 20min. well the rest of the group sprayed many tee shots left, and right, onto<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilaLFuTCakyG-aSh0T81ErOj2yCSPh_FR8LLYaQfwrKgKfDpYlzjrXzL87jqiH1ieVx-m-A31ZWTnufcaKn0RPZ7SB9KfIKRGQ2xBQ0KFuXeQzG2gojkoC4TP_tHD2TrXmI8HxvSFG9N_k/s1600/003.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 71px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596665643515530322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilaLFuTCakyG-aSh0T81ErOj2yCSPh_FR8LLYaQfwrKgKfDpYlzjrXzL87jqiH1ieVx-m-A31ZWTnufcaKn0RPZ7SB9KfIKRGQ2xBQ0KFuXeQzG2gojkoC4TP_tHD2TrXmI8HxvSFG9N_k/s200/003.jpg" /></a> the road, into the pond,(the same pond on the upper left witch feeds into the stream from "Antanmy of a Stream" from last summers blogs,)proving once and for all, if you build the course...don't mean you can play the course. Dont get me wrong, I gave plenty of balls to the water gods, but most of my driver tee shots were on terra firma!(and I don't even care if I spelt it rong. thats how it sounds.) <br /><div>Above right is the 6th green, with water to the left, and water behind us to the right, you'd wanna <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDZIagK-ygb9m3iySp_uMdzTU-sdxrZdAotRA8JVFFglhU6rFzBtJJnAOMD3PduWIWzU-zwifiIeYNmIGrx9XJLWSCuAln7jTWaSTxOl0IeXm5O5P4zcGTmIGIICLJOJYq6ni2kbCASGww/s1600/005.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596665631706476130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDZIagK-ygb9m3iySp_uMdzTU-sdxrZdAotRA8JVFFglhU6rFzBtJJnAOMD3PduWIWzU-zwifiIeYNmIGrx9XJLWSCuAln7jTWaSTxOl0IeXm5O5P4zcGTmIGIICLJOJYq6ni2kbCASGww/s200/005.jpg" /></a>lay-it-up-to-the-right-yardage, so to speak. <br /><div>This is the #7 tee box, the green is over the water, and all that pretty black sand. I hit a couple out of the sand, just for fun, and it was denser by far then normal sand, will take some getting use to, but it is so cool! Notice the long shadows already, and this is only our second hole. <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSqdki7a9kVq-H93dlFitiCg-rxGK_R5422dxVby4Fg_FXysqUSLk0QNgdDOVJosOgZXbhGDLmYmWwIyNxaYYhYad3yfpdYGHtn7c1fefcNfBtye6Nr0sgHqCJAuuQucAeVcUt36ofJP08/s1600/006.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 80px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596665628320049938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSqdki7a9kVq-H93dlFitiCg-rxGK_R5422dxVby4Fg_FXysqUSLk0QNgdDOVJosOgZXbhGDLmYmWwIyNxaYYhYad3yfpdYGHtn7c1fefcNfBtye6Nr0sgHqCJAuuQucAeVcUt36ofJP08/s200/006.jpg" /></a> <br /><div>Here is the 8th green from above the 7ths bunkers, notice how the water wraps around the green, with just that strip of black sand around the back to save any over zelisht shots? I got to help dig that bunker in.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH7rqarzvRzbclav15m208ysDgHGSOBRy_umTrP8xLkxg8ta8R12BSUhN-JUYjzpWId02r1BBZAjF3DtSgsfuPta6zLkgIdCn-u43zn_1LfrA1c48xFgjj7mO7nyhkIkkdEjPxdWYZtm7i/s1600/007.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596664734928908754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH7rqarzvRzbclav15m208ysDgHGSOBRy_umTrP8xLkxg8ta8R12BSUhN-JUYjzpWId02r1BBZAjF3DtSgsfuPta6zLkgIdCn-u43zn_1LfrA1c48xFgjj7mO7nyhkIkkdEjPxdWYZtm7i/s200/007.jpg" /></a> <br /><div></div><br /><div>On the right is the 8th tee box, hard to tell, but to the left of those trees is the green,(being pinched from the right by trees, and to the left with the above pictured water.)(If memory serves...now serving for match point, memory...I hit it so far left, I missed the water and landed back on the 7th fairway!) </div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibyY0M3S5HZUosgpBZDyCU8PKQcF27k94cPFiONPPKVF2y6MVadhMOTnTKWwSR6H_xA4nWd2dumjcG-FXJ-J0eqFZpbYwWLoQHZVUx7flTcUZIu08wqcsUM1q6YVb_O9LMiydoOaf4x_On/s1600/008.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 126px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596664725404247490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibyY0M3S5HZUosgpBZDyCU8PKQcF27k94cPFiONPPKVF2y6MVadhMOTnTKWwSR6H_xA4nWd2dumjcG-FXJ-J0eqFZpbYwWLoQHZVUx7flTcUZIu08wqcsUM1q6YVb_O9LMiydoOaf4x_On/s200/008.jpg" /></a> O.k., this is for those of you who don't belive I'm accually living this extravigent life. This is last fall me,(accaually hitting the above noted far left shot!)(thanks Dale for the pic.) Notice the same style socks as my hole in one shot from like 3 years ago?(could they be the same socks...with <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAuD6BF92ufAT8DPEIeRjIPXBaqomcNb_f2YdH__pjBwc9KeDhzFS6BEqgpboIAc6IEX6_xi-QIJ6QIELLFVuqFKDOVb2eJncNufQvMVX51JOshiM-PwekHU0YS8A5cwULp0msCzzc_zBO/s1600/009.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596664722190578034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAuD6BF92ufAT8DPEIeRjIPXBaqomcNb_f2YdH__pjBwc9KeDhzFS6BEqgpboIAc6IEX6_xi-QIJ6QIELLFVuqFKDOVb2eJncNufQvMVX51JOshiM-PwekHU0YS8A5cwULp0msCzzc_zBO/s200/009.jpg" /></a>the amazing Jiffy Sock 2000, only CSI could tell!) Look closely by my right foot, its my aliment aid. I take a full beer can and put it by my foot, and if I swivle too much, I SPILL THE BEER! A decidedly un-Canadian thing to do! <br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfUrLqVmGPq1nvkQKHi7pRB-xDpUbLLVppkIE8wb7PfxgilxK-VeoyLtz2alSm1cJEAAfh1xj8E0SThTVflrx-xvJcygHb8jGX6dLaHIkMH33xHuw0UyKbB8kE3X8a8coBy2GCJatd30Xm/s1600/004.jpg"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTWBKUNkr9ir2LRCiNB02lkNqD2rmrA0UeoyCuv_R5ytzAantWJEjsMfk4PcRNtftN6QEO77zRTf9_as1sYuhQaI1p0zHd3T6OB2BEfdgaFK0m0l7TBCBkdaY-dmsDabkKbfzy9aJSNQB4/s1600/002.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 142px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596665805597731154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTWBKUNkr9ir2LRCiNB02lkNqD2rmrA0UeoyCuv_R5ytzAantWJEjsMfk4PcRNtftN6QEO77zRTf9_as1sYuhQaI1p0zHd3T6OB2BEfdgaFK0m0l7TBCBkdaY-dmsDabkKbfzy9aJSNQB4/s200/002.jpg" /></a> <br /><div><br /><div>Here is the wonderfully dizzy'n 13th upper tee. way down in the distence is the green,(upper middle/left) you can see the bunkers in frount, but the drop offs to the right and behind are invisible. (till you've mowed them that is!) Several stories up, on the tip of a nub, out in the wind, trouble all around, 200+yrds. I think I'll lay up!(some what un-manly for a par 3, but safe golf is smart golf on this course!) <br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8OlWql_pvMSAixfNNH7EZZOLhS0QRpUP0ux_Wi8sziDKAqUK4c3hE9-ZGCiQZhQbHinwjoTfmYj6c2-hAQhEFUakjKBodGBdykYb6x6XkytKfLGTAxpgmhJMYJoqg-RLAST1dCp7np4kO/s1600/001.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596665808116344418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8OlWql_pvMSAixfNNH7EZZOLhS0QRpUP0ux_Wi8sziDKAqUK4c3hE9-ZGCiQZhQbHinwjoTfmYj6c2-hAQhEFUakjKBodGBdykYb6x6XkytKfLGTAxpgmhJMYJoqg-RLAST1dCp7np4kO/s200/001.jpg" /></a> <br /><div>This is the 13th green, its so far up in the hills, it was dark by the time we got down, we really played three more holes after this, but the rest of the dark shots,(both golf and photo,) are best left behind. Just know this, after the golf we had deep fried turkey, n'pickles, n'mozzarella sticks, n'whatever else moved too slow in the shop that night! Yum! <br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqnq50dqS4QMFRLDsAJ_EC1EIIis9H4gtCQqajVsZMLv0zAtgKRTR93ULABbZu2qc_1w0CME08WT9sJTvMR7PRnzt5RvvqzvHVK3EB4_n-BeQuBX82KIXB8-_xajYss8xPPUCE9r8Zxbwg/s1600/fata.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596667650680427378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqnq50dqS4QMFRLDsAJ_EC1EIIis9H4gtCQqajVsZMLv0zAtgKRTR93ULABbZu2qc_1w0CME08WT9sJTvMR7PRnzt5RvvqzvHVK3EB4_n-BeQuBX82KIXB8-_xajYss8xPPUCE9r8Zxbwg/s320/fata.jpg" /></a></div></div><br /><div>In closing I'd like to leave you with this...I don't think the problem is the baby carriage, the sequway, or the lazy. The real issue is every cellphone camera carring povorotzi wannabe out there ridiculing any one brave enough to try something fun. She should have strapped on one of those speedwalker, supercyclest, 1970's bannana seat look alike helmets, with a suit designed for NASA, (by speedo) streched over her frame, big goggles, and of course a five foot silk scarf. Hook the kid on back in some sort of streamed line, bobslead on mags thingy, hunch over your "I'm too important to walk" scooter, in your best downhill skier pose, and zoom off at 4mph. giving the camera jerk your best "queen caught at a shoe sale" wave. Remember crazy is better then lazy!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Latter DufferKev.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqnq50dqS4QMFRLDsAJ_EC1EIIis9H4gtCQqajVsZMLv0zAtgKRTR93ULABbZu2qc_1w0CME08WT9sJTvMR7PRnzt5RvvqzvHVK3EB4_n-BeQuBX82KIXB8-_xajYss8xPPUCE9r8Zxbwg/s1600/fata.jpg"></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-2919903173611456122011-01-26T15:57:00.000-08:002011-01-26T20:40:34.070-08:00Fat, Lazy, Stupid, and still alive?!?<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 84px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566667632965507906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtTYkhIHX8Zm0PHIpij8Up2t5XMDP8fHmKKN2ZNUrtffiGT-z2SjJaBWfHPxM5htHK5m5ri667WDWuhDaKF1AcRryNIUgi65sDKSVuwqbjB8A0VeQgUbKxQ2sQQABu8Z2Y0LXBqzz1ABOz/s400/Doomsday.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566667799008152594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmLUJmknNDZ9mDOhQoUc6rPXC69VAIFJ4zqro7pNanEU2CxnhQYtcRrIn-qyR3s8-73uEwHBjErc9e7HnGz05xMTXr7-XBEIh8SuCmZDanvPiuOd1pJ2M3_mDXmeJVzaxCwAbIS65Q-ewp/s320/happy_birthday_homer_simpson_in_cannes.jpg" /><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>Well in case you havent guessed it allready, yes I'm still alive!(they say fat, drunk and stupid is NO way to get through life, I say, throw in lazy, and your already half way to death, witch is after all, through life!)(see I spent this time off in deep metotative thought,)(LAZY!)</div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim8uA_JhhuxGp1FtGjq8GqkcUEQBBIefwruhSyzpyQ-2N4S3HOWdAf7UlmbEqoTTXnpxbMHk8c0LKzEeOav40vaFhW82Rz_iT60Y_2GZNm_j1y5Npxt6SSsrnU-TC9Z2yuAjlQ1CDOEwTz/s1600/homer.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566667155572676882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim8uA_JhhuxGp1FtGjq8GqkcUEQBBIefwruhSyzpyQ-2N4S3HOWdAf7UlmbEqoTTXnpxbMHk8c0LKzEeOav40vaFhW82Rz_iT60Y_2GZNm_j1y5Npxt6SSsrnU-TC9Z2yuAjlQ1CDOEwTz/s200/homer.jpg" /></a><br /><div>This is really about wanting to take a picture of this real cool icicle thingy growing from my roof, then realizing my camera was totaly dead, and wondering when the last time I took a picture was?(best est. some time in july!) So after juicing up the batteries, I down loaded 5 blogs worth of pic's!(not to worry, I'll just skim through the last 6 months, it'll be painless and over soon, just like...)(ahhh, maybe I'll tell you that one latter!)(hehehe) Any who, lets jump in!<br /></div><div>I sort of started this yesterday,(my B-Day,) so I'll carry that theme over for the start. I guess dooms day may be over stating things a bit but,(brace you selfs!) I'm no longer at the golf <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY0HcR9Yz2QXGQHgXM3UZgcxjk8x2hxcCjooGOEEBddcKMan3eoUyvjcZHtLt_BiMi9AcPUIswDqN_iCsArbNlDii_DLp-JJ3BuWUTvGxMY_mIg26yJoO8slhXI5eDoB5A0e252tJ9VNeq/s1600/HomerSimpson47.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 198px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566667150385319394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY0HcR9Yz2QXGQHgXM3UZgcxjk8x2hxcCjooGOEEBddcKMan3eoUyvjcZHtLt_BiMi9AcPUIswDqN_iCsArbNlDii_DLp-JJ3BuWUTvGxMY_mIg26yJoO8slhXI5eDoB5A0e252tJ9VNeq/s200/HomerSimpson47.gif" /></a>course! Well no one is, it's under like 4 feet of snow! So you can grasp the whole happy dooms day theme.(acually I now work for Black Earth,(it sounds better with a little echo, like Blackkkkk Earrrtthhhh!,) (see how much better that sounds?)(can you see sounds?)remember many months, but only a few blogs ago, when I reported the large black pile, and several building suspected of being a third world bomb factory? Well...thats where I work now. Not actually there, but in the new plant, in the industral park, on the outskrits of Ryley!)(and its NOT a bomb factory)(its a Humilite factory)(?)(O.k. I know its for the ground to help stuff grow better, and I know its the layer above the coal seam, and I know we dry and <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3INu3RTVg2IUFUVz9bQY6f_wkSfAV54PZvMLtBqOyPtKu_RFaj_PFQHPfxBbQGNE3oXzzoVOCofe-gTrcDVA79mGBbFM7ocy4B8oXFoiYr2I8WnQ7xPV9-M5RRi5Fl5Gpf9Y0nEKILxcL/s1600/homer117.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 190px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566667140750137778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3INu3RTVg2IUFUVz9bQY6f_wkSfAV54PZvMLtBqOyPtKu_RFaj_PFQHPfxBbQGNE3oXzzoVOCofe-gTrcDVA79mGBbFM7ocy4B8oXFoiYr2I8WnQ7xPV9-M5RRi5Fl5Gpf9Y0nEKILxcL/s200/homer117.gif" /></a>crush the stuff but the how's and the whys...?)(?)(as you can see my never ending seach for knowlage has led me nowhere!)</div><br /><div>I'd like to say my birthday was spent like homer, even the sour, mostly naked one!, but right now I'm on the ever refeshing 6am to 2:30pm shift, so my birthday was video games, + beer,=try<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfT7ue3vkLi2KnfL-fAJe9fBnNKPTPZOYNV9P-4eyc0HlCNdMVVDr0o0DPEPjaBMCvAChB9MYUyEpUa4qd1tUkd0w4qhyphenhyphenSl1XcQ2Xqy8Jxhtpo9I0X0vajVWW750eOTvybBodmotQnKXxJ/s1600/drunk04.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 193px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566667345283941458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfT7ue3vkLi2KnfL-fAJe9fBnNKPTPZOYNV9P-4eyc0HlCNdMVVDr0o0DPEPjaBMCvAChB9MYUyEpUa4qd1tUkd0w4qhyphenhyphenSl1XcQ2Xqy8Jxhtpo9I0X0vajVWW750eOTvybBodmotQnKXxJ/s200/drunk04.gif" /></a> to get to sleep by 9!(boy us 42 year olds really know how to party!) I'd like to take this time to apologize to my mother once agien for my black socks, for you see humilite powder gets into the fabric weave, then gets ground into the floor, and/or the socks.(she pre-soaks in a jar, but won't go the extra inch of throwing a couple of golf balls in there and jiffy-socking the sucker!)(you know I got the spare balls!) But lets not ponder the here's and now's, when I must still tell you of the there's and then's!</div><br /><div>I think this lady is one of the most gifted people I mave have ever seen in my mid-life! I meen, WoW! If only she could bust-a-smile!(she must be taking them all to her husband, no strudle for her tonight!)(hehehe!)</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAZTrb4Ou9IEacrRESRG_d39xsSlL3VhMXLKh67emFhgJmE9A85LAvE0ukrOurMgV7BXnFdyb3TW8lbdRU_wpkxj0YkjCA4cXapd2AxXywCR_Rv53Ydx-u7_kUmF7Zd5x8ZLvlKGnt2l4I/s1600/brocar.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566666349148959874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAZTrb4Ou9IEacrRESRG_d39xsSlL3VhMXLKh67emFhgJmE9A85LAvE0ukrOurMgV7BXnFdyb3TW8lbdRU_wpkxj0YkjCA4cXapd2AxXywCR_Rv53Ydx-u7_kUmF7Zd5x8ZLvlKGnt2l4I/s200/brocar.jpg" /></a><br /><div>My brother Carlin, got back to Alberta, from a top secret, inter-provincal, covert assinment,(ah...shit, I've said too much, now wheres that pill?...oh well, good thing no one reads this, I mean heres his p<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ8z-x3UndkSd3gdXkT35hTkC9Z9Hm5vpYpaPidYVakXZQQia_4NV5s7ZhCmofvTuWYSCcAJiZubyTMoqExGN7O1MOm_MlCfTnmf2ZBV_5Xwn5PWDSSR7mWIMNueDyEsB3suzv7MrWASLw/s1600/brocar2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 163px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566666356687214754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ8z-x3UndkSd3gdXkT35hTkC9Z9Hm5vpYpaPidYVakXZQQia_4NV5s7ZhCmofvTuWYSCcAJiZubyTMoqExGN7O1MOm_MlCfTnmf2ZBV_5Xwn5PWDSSR7mWIMNueDyEsB3suzv7MrWASLw/s200/brocar2.jpg" /></a>icture and everthing!) Any who...He got a cool car! A V-6 Porche!(the perfect car for a land of ice and snow!)(but thats here and now...Not there and then! There and then was hot and humid summer time! Think back fondly to that time, and remember it well, all that is except for the mosquitoes! Remember them not, for there is a special level of hell resereved for those evil, blood thirsty, little sons of a mother-less goat!) He got me a card for my b-day, that reminded me of this Simpsons, where grampa Abe, and Jasper were stoned from <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzlJnPi4N5EFaHbzcshGH2owHmn9QXmT3IpKaPKrnHdoQF6Iwg1kMWAQMxSQXi77DoD7DOWrr419vtIycsROfMXgQqwydFur7zYTwsI6mSDJN7If7-z4JP5iL5YS6bkEZ2qcHlNcUYwg96/s1600/imagesCAXG3171.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566666348368612834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzlJnPi4N5EFaHbzcshGH2owHmn9QXmT3IpKaPKrnHdoQF6Iwg1kMWAQMxSQXi77DoD7DOWrr419vtIycsROfMXgQqwydFur7zYTwsI6mSDJN7If7-z4JP5iL5YS6bkEZ2qcHlNcUYwg96/s200/imagesCAXG3171.jpg" /></a>Homers hippie love root juice. "We are SO old! hehehehe"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrV6niy2zRwum6ehsJuEpXRuTFl7ukDNyIgCdTj-3Ozq2MbrWZi97sdPYYS6x5JN92QCm85f8eajxmsVhYxZOHa1QfbLHEDxcizuBt7I4ftgH4yInR1wAFnY1K5eNXmU_vmxsoC3vWkHJW/s1600/wagonhoes.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 78px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566666133679215154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrV6niy2zRwum6ehsJuEpXRuTFl7ukDNyIgCdTj-3Ozq2MbrWZi97sdPYYS6x5JN92QCm85f8eajxmsVhYxZOHa1QfbLHEDxcizuBt7I4ftgH4yInR1wAFnY1K5eNXmU_vmxsoC3vWkHJW/s200/wagonhoes.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div>Back to the warm, there and then, this was the 100th bith-day of the town of Ryley!(so now I'm not sooo old!) And there was a parade. This is one of those skim over spots, and these are but a few of the many shots of the parade that was literally longer then the route.(2x longer then main street!)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY7USI0MSDStSC01E-syc0IoE01nrupRS3TlR9te70qzRfvTWFibXzI5u45Pioa_IsPLyQM6PIcV9pYiN4uKUsajaxN1Yu8fF7pGPFpQMageBw6XSIRSnKJgWKK5Vuj-n-D2oKdDygaCep/s1600/ot.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 102px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566666133482777842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY7USI0MSDStSC01E-syc0IoE01nrupRS3TlR9te70qzRfvTWFibXzI5u45Pioa_IsPLyQM6PIcV9pYiN4uKUsajaxN1Yu8fF7pGPFpQMageBw6XSIRSnKJgWKK5Vuj-n-D2oKdDygaCep/s200/ot.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div>I like this old truck, it looks like the one that was down the creek, with trees growing through it, by the old place, back when I kid, except it was a 47, not a 50, I think and also a GM, to my <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5PHSPhcOrqZ1jWH3z6XS47o1Sw3wyHBAcTIYacY3mHOo2V43wdZ6_egYCMgvrJ4z9-Rl8Djay2Qjney5aamguhKDpukb5s-wTBbhNQ_c8FixZhDnlytdX33x6_FSc4XD30wxwgkjtOq8y/s1600/rfd.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566665792943553890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5PHSPhcOrqZ1jWH3z6XS47o1Sw3wyHBAcTIYacY3mHOo2V43wdZ6_egYCMgvrJ4z9-Rl8Djay2Qjney5aamguhKDpukb5s-wTBbhNQ_c8FixZhDnlytdX33x6_FSc4XD30wxwgkjtOq8y/s200/rfd.jpg" /></a>rememberings.</div><div>This is the oldest(and newest...just kidding, see next.)(ed)Ryley fire truck. I like the tires, they'ed look cool on my crusier!</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidpMV6PjyG1tPHFAgpsjSu_7CROOrhVN-hQlX_SwdVC6ug68CwnAiD2COmBw6YbzfWsVTRa-kOxHZtIaVqsgbiKaXfONJWoRsYfunC-F5DaWQy3cdovdbA0BOMt8Koseuv7oUHW8xXJwEx/s1600/rfd2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 138px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566665796856471442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidpMV6PjyG1tPHFAgpsjSu_7CROOrhVN-hQlX_SwdVC6ug68CwnAiD2COmBw6YbzfWsVTRa-kOxHZtIaVqsgbiKaXfONJWoRsYfunC-F5DaWQy3cdovdbA0BOMt8Koseuv7oUHW8xXJwEx/s200/rfd2.jpg" /></a>This is the new Ryley fire truck, donated from CleanHarbours!(the place my Mom works at, remember the mean place that won't let her do personal e-mailing/blog reading at work? yeah, those guys gave the town a new fire truck, just to let them store all their toxic waste here, cool.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc4dkoSou2h2OtzA1QC4tR_75k-tJgHtQ-nstdZoWz2eOR0ZiDM44y-HlS3foS9YLPrOz1E2GN0O9H89WJXs5fspE66MjSHFZZzdQYyzR00G1FLtY8MmkNE1YAnWoc03Of1ETVkKxK_ViL/s1600/rfd3.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 93px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566665800283803858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc4dkoSou2h2OtzA1QC4tR_75k-tJgHtQ-nstdZoWz2eOR0ZiDM44y-HlS3foS9YLPrOz1E2GN0O9H89WJXs5fspE66MjSHFZZzdQYyzR00G1FLtY8MmkNE1YAnWoc03Of1ETVkKxK_ViL/s200/rfd3.jpg" /></a>(see the little seagull and waves? cause its CleanHarbours!)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZnE7ZLl2ZcbKwWagOQm_Xo3F6-njO-8nUxsGg00w2Kgg3xmwPqhI23jl3n5qLIRzVd6TO00ifyQ5pk-QeLEjqRORmfwKLrtzlm4zdhDE0TC9ngTGRhmldeFbQBfDSFdKzI3dxEmfJewH8/s1600/cool1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 90px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566665459857228290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZnE7ZLl2ZcbKwWagOQm_Xo3F6-njO-8nUxsGg00w2Kgg3xmwPqhI23jl3n5qLIRzVd6TO00ifyQ5pk-QeLEjqRORmfwKLrtzlm4zdhDE0TC9ngTGRhmldeFbQBfDSFdKzI3dxEmfJewH8/s200/cool1.jpg" /></a></div><div>And this is just a cool car...Betcha he wasn't expecting the pot holes!</div><div>Now to the reason I went to the parade, the then and there bosses. The Dodd's coal mine float had a part on the back with a little putting green and flag. They also were handing out golf balls to the crowd.(not whipping them out like doughnuts, or <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizEG4a9dIw5RcsZP2bp6xy5rT1SUURLhguOwjexQrXwp3ZiaOiyuw2WM5uIGloL-yPd9cDPMg1FBj8fH9zicHDaEoKnDWwA_1I64jP6lXz08hwysBhIQpxf3fR7tTCAIt3VixFyc83yvkM/s1600/bossfloat.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 122px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566665459512716370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizEG4a9dIw5RcsZP2bp6xy5rT1SUURLhguOwjexQrXwp3ZiaOiyuw2WM5uIGloL-yPd9cDPMg1FBj8fH9zicHDaEoKnDWwA_1I64jP6lXz08hwysBhIQpxf3fR7tTCAIt3VixFyc83yvkM/s200/bossfloat.jpg" /></a>puppies...what? their soft right? oh, yeah, the petaphiles! I forgot, see I'm out of pratice!)So the night before I said I'd heckle them till I got a ball, so they just gave me one, kind of took the fun out of it though! This last shot is of my boss Jason, trying his best to look like Bill Murry from CaddyShack.(I'm glad he told me thats what he was goin for!)</div><div>The mower he's on is the loner I got to drive for a while, it was fun! almost too much so. Next spring the real ones will come, this <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz17W1uxPkf8Idqh7H3YbR0g3Ezj9V8V8TOTJGL06zbZmznn550pZVU60_uoatUlLPZD7JNtluBPupwQuQUTXpHmska334elLUZMjuV7Ms22vhCx__UBho744jfGzc4NJ-S3Q3FVPf_KhL/s1600/lawnboyz.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 164px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566665452277646466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz17W1uxPkf8Idqh7H3YbR0g3Ezj9V8V8TOTJGL06zbZmznn550pZVU60_uoatUlLPZD7JNtluBPupwQuQUTXpHmska334elLUZMjuV7Ms22vhCx__UBho744jfGzc4NJ-S3Q3FVPf_KhL/s200/lawnboyz.jpg" /></a>year we had lots of differnt demos come and go. One had a 8 ft. cut swath,(that wide it is call a swath!)with 5 of those whirly, old timey, spinner type blades on it.(you know the ones I mean, like the rusty one, in the weeds out back.) I still feel bad for the little frogs I mowed over, they always jumped towards the tall grass, and away from safety! how terrorfing those 5 screaming vortexes of doom must have been for them!(see petas, I do feel for the little critters!) And now a shot of my two faverite rides with a D-6 beside for size comparisin. Note <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaCGAUizsOUZOskIJJWigVLRB2L-pkFPFW52xRnTcC3yBh-g_7OG2TCQBkiDJy-E1UbaK1tUnPG1yS6PwLQiFHHBXwR3lx-N8oPomhj-RDcxHCaCzxjPUUdhysWS3W1U4cAjEgGnNAUa1y/s1600/fav+rides.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 118px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566664723677273602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaCGAUizsOUZOskIJJWigVLRB2L-pkFPFW52xRnTcC3yBh-g_7OG2TCQBkiDJy-E1UbaK1tUnPG1yS6PwLQiFHHBXwR3lx-N8oPomhj-RDcxHCaCzxjPUUdhysWS3W1U4cAjEgGnNAUa1y/s200/fav+rides.jpg" /></a>how clean they all are, and how soupy the parking lot is!(no fun that day!)</div><div>This is a shot of hole one, see the natural looking ponds? My friend Dale dug them from nothing, cool huh? <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvdVkIWDNEw9IEc3hkxRaie1YQsIlUtm9-XB6GU1p3U7Zedc3ix47Y3Qo1Gw9mYOZ42WXzfQW0TH1-z1sm1cPcxV7Znna268g1xEQMmzhPAr3x7j1xYilPhActGROyJ-GNlulA9Uo3thQ3/s1600/hole%25231.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 94px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566664702432399266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvdVkIWDNEw9IEc3hkxRaie1YQsIlUtm9-XB6GU1p3U7Zedc3ix47Y3Qo1Gw9mYOZ42WXzfQW0TH1-z1sm1cPcxV7Znna268g1xEQMmzhPAr3x7j1xYilPhActGROyJ-GNlulA9Uo3thQ3/s200/hole%25231.jpg" /></a> This hole looks a lot differnt now, and not just the snow, we got to work a lot on the shaping, the other guys burmed-n-bunkerd, and the whole area was hydro-seeded before the really deep and long lasting snow hit.(going to be soooo green next spring! I can't wait.) <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGFA_YqqT0jw81uRN8rIJMgKCmgxdM00Xerr1k9zBB1GlWdzGJEgGvTBIQRZU-1YlCU6S35aFX_sI2uDdi9SoaGEtdGtYekzV_QomQ6GNCwDF6HJcDjH6yapI74dOQIhetw0CiECgi_4P6/s1600/dreamhole.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 94px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566664713840051458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGFA_YqqT0jw81uRN8rIJMgKCmgxdM00Xerr1k9zBB1GlWdzGJEgGvTBIQRZU-1YlCU6S35aFX_sI2uDdi9SoaGEtdGtYekzV_QomQ6GNCwDF6HJcDjH6yapI74dOQIhetw0CiECgi_4P6/s200/dreamhole.jpg" /></a> The other shot is of hole six, also known as the dream hole, because thats where the whole idea of the golf course took shape. I mowed the stripies in the tee boxes, don't look too hard the ones on the left are crooked!</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfKdnvfmv3DhPItx5yV4mN5yPpMFQm1tIXSUL5nepy7p3iXBdDe8ssXtmltiLEP2SxmRlpDs1c4K-x4KVTRtTzwfcS-uiD_Z0D8ye76UpQ8W5GILuMPsjEhH5VUtYu11BSvpjEc5IprQjy/s1600/lyn+ceiling2.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566662546324941794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfKdnvfmv3DhPItx5yV4mN5yPpMFQm1tIXSUL5nepy7p3iXBdDe8ssXtmltiLEP2SxmRlpDs1c4K-x4KVTRtTzwfcS-uiD_Z0D8ye76UpQ8W5GILuMPsjEhH5VUtYu11BSvpjEc5IprQjy/s200/lyn+ceiling2.jpg" /></a> Also way back in the summer I was doing Lyn's cabin's ceiling, and I finished it. I love the way it turned out. With all<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqmId46ip43Kx97ako7omaZ0x4NrjA_Rwd9x5dH4G5ySe6oGrqSJ-ky5YIoDvWnU-xnHZTMroDQ4-g347IATjhptDQCnxbSQcXXKuSZZUyempcKjMMINr6YWbYuFmzc9oLrViKqWN9K5nz/s1600/lyn+ceiling1.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 142px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566662193146137538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqmId46ip43Kx97ako7omaZ0x4NrjA_Rwd9x5dH4G5ySe6oGrqSJ-ky5YIoDvWnU-xnHZTMroDQ4-g347IATjhptDQCnxbSQcXXKuSZZUyempcKjMMINr6YWbYuFmzc9oLrViKqWN9K5nz/s320/lyn+ceiling1.jpg" /></a> the wierd angles and uneven every-things, I didn't alway's love the challange, but I really think it worked out.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdnpWxl-SZ-dX0IdhUIhEzeR-hJXkz8Z5246_ie62p_Bo3QfI2amimfSBn3rhpX0_D1dDFVEPRCWk-sVMqJT9HRVbes2TDlwijX_6HKZokgLS5ywRN-e7EDYDYmXRqtNPqxVc8xnq2gymu/s1600/shiny+wall.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566662538833542482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdnpWxl-SZ-dX0IdhUIhEzeR-hJXkz8Z5246_ie62p_Bo3QfI2amimfSBn3rhpX0_D1dDFVEPRCWk-sVMqJT9HRVbes2TDlwijX_6HKZokgLS5ywRN-e7EDYDYmXRqtNPqxVc8xnq2gymu/s200/shiny+wall.jpg" /></a> O.K. time for a tip on finishing your last panel coverd wall of your 42yr. old trailer. If you choose to do it in a nice light\dark, good/evil, natual\stained, sunrise/sunset, mottif, as I have done, then just enjoy the laquer buzz, like young homer here. I laquerd it every morning for four daze straight, then went to work on my big wheeled truck, hehehe.(who said work should suck!)</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj23FINHLIrEFtYmV5DiDcRfrRCWkpPoekWBDdP_v01cBdMarJcBLPMx2ZTZtLQApMsQSjiWs22vzJC-CBV-4qc_C65_h_wqLQS1NGWdczDcY2kbPiAV9l1n_I2uxe61rMSkm5edSTDHL12/s1600/stoned_homer.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 100px; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566661706261542226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj23FINHLIrEFtYmV5DiDcRfrRCWkpPoekWBDdP_v01cBdMarJcBLPMx2ZTZtLQApMsQSjiWs22vzJC-CBV-4qc_C65_h_wqLQS1NGWdczDcY2kbPiAV9l1n_I2uxe61rMSkm5edSTDHL12/s400/stoned_homer.jpg" /></a> Latter SnowedUnderKev</div>p.s. oh yeah, I never did take that icicle shot!<br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-29481623257884693362010-05-31T18:04:00.000-07:002010-06-01T16:06:46.658-07:00Stream Exposed! inside the dirt by D.K.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_B9OYRLbO3Fp-y8jkmZiBG6wLSZG0b7MkyshpqliyuPddZtmQd1V1_Q5ewXVuB4ioAf6tmC03BbuIpFnGcIPnCeT7q0nVpvwLDQHmnjwIOWeD5o5FM7Y3ORybXchOHtJmh0Rv7EXO72Nc/s1600/rockbanner.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477662210669283410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_B9OYRLbO3Fp-y8jkmZiBG6wLSZG0b7MkyshpqliyuPddZtmQd1V1_Q5ewXVuB4ioAf6tmC03BbuIpFnGcIPnCeT7q0nVpvwLDQHmnjwIOWeD5o5FM7Y3ORybXchOHtJmh0Rv7EXO72Nc/s400/rockbanner.jpg" /></a><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>Hey, Hey, every body, how it goin? Well I've had a pretty good week, thanks for asking. Although I'm not too sure about this week upcoming, see it started to rain pretty hard for a while on friday, then on saterday it snowed pretty hard, and from what I hear, sunday it did both for a spell. So now work is under a clay based soup, and we are stuck doing other things.(like today we got to drive a scisser lift around the shop to wash the cielings, and probaly for most of the week too!) Last time we had "rain days" at least we had a floor to install, and as promised, heres the proof!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH4SytlnDGH1dv5A8Tm3NqOw4FYhZwdqV20Mo-juk-2itZ9-fxMHYLCyYKVxgOp5IYOHmV7PdYZc2twBQck7cjfxYwELfDy_WsVsbHJXAX-2BtIgo4rXLTuZ_Eyt8uFKEbHxAjeXXJT2yT/s1600/newfloor.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 168px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477607562805578370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH4SytlnDGH1dv5A8Tm3NqOw4FYhZwdqV20Mo-juk-2itZ9-fxMHYLCyYKVxgOp5IYOHmV7PdYZc2twBQck7cjfxYwELfDy_WsVsbHJXAX-2BtIgo4rXLTuZ_Eyt8uFKEbHxAjeXXJT2yT/s200/newfloor.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div>This type of floor was pretty easy to work with, and pops together pretty quick, with the help of a hammer! It has a laminate top and compressed carboard like stuff, sandwitched between plasticy layers. All this means it can be<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh37vZEyMRZv2bcGSOUZQqWYhsjX6ApMEHUrOxoRmBJBjLYWETb9YfNCAIqQoSk4UxO7Z1k7AUmxe-1Ptb7VbB1-buPvEmmrR6b7DW5vY9m6C4EaUbnzbDVZQulle_ugkepqDJF7WFkzi1T/s1600/newfloor1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 84px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477607857122292626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh37vZEyMRZv2bcGSOUZQqWYhsjX6ApMEHUrOxoRmBJBjLYWETb9YfNCAIqQoSk4UxO7Z1k7AUmxe-1Ptb7VbB1-buPvEmmrR6b7DW5vY9m6C4EaUbnzbDVZQulle_ugkepqDJF7WFkzi1T/s200/newfloor1.jpg" /></a> cut with regular saws! Bonus! As you can see we have a plumming stack running right through our new lunch room.(most people around work call it our stripper pole!) Longer story shorter, floor is done, it looks good, bosses are happy!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8SdyD0P6rpyS2JRZMxkFaTvuNivMuVQAibXHWeHJwPQJ57OA-DVdL9C2_mfUPj4V7BHzmMX1H1TlYMSmmXJlGaJGnDYTet_U4yYjRGenAxE99xGhruRtjB1DwYWdxPRoT4Sn7e3nMqbMT/s1600/newfloor2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 110px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477607861976941842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8SdyD0P6rpyS2JRZMxkFaTvuNivMuVQAibXHWeHJwPQJ57OA-DVdL9C2_mfUPj4V7BHzmMX1H1TlYMSmmXJlGaJGnDYTet_U4yYjRGenAxE99xGhruRtjB1DwYWdxPRoT4Sn7e3nMqbMT/s200/newfloor2.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div>Remember last month some time, when most of us did our taxes?(somthing most of you smarter people do reguarly, as to make it less pain full...mmmmm...food for thought!) Well I've not made all that much cash in the past few years, so have sort of put off the taxes thing. I vagely remember owing a bit a few years ago, so was trying to brace my self for the axe in the mail. Well holy sheep dip! Seems I owed more then I rememberd, and for longer then I thought. So my bill was almost $3500! This is the first time I've had more then $500 in the bank for the past 4 years, so I guess it seams about right.(like a slap in the face, with a ring on all five fingers, in a metal glove, dipped in acid, and a poke in the eye for good measure!) Oh well, its my fault for being so causual about the whole thing, its the intrest thats killing me. Maybe if I sent them a goverment sized tube of K.Y., it wouldn't hurt so much the next time they ream me! Hehehe, puttin the Mental back in Govermental, or should that be Govermenstal, would explain why thier bleedin me dry!(ooow, that one even tasted bad on this side, its not easy to offend your self, go ahead and try.)(I'll wait,)( if you do offend you self, drop me a line, I'd love to hear about it!)(Hehehe!)</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><p>Well its time for the indepth look at one part of the water feature at Coal Creek. This first shot <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxS7yvB5JPuri5VCxGiNsJStOrmuEUmTgMaYmSo9RWk7rJAcWg_F88sB7p6F3XR2nK1ULvlD4jnGDqWeRXZmnYcxGH0E6S-30PFV2gvt81dfqfJMGvroXbJU-eHfpjppTI9QzLS3Tb3dyK/s1600/stream1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477643417264553522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxS7yvB5JPuri5VCxGiNsJStOrmuEUmTgMaYmSo9RWk7rJAcWg_F88sB7p6F3XR2nK1ULvlD4jnGDqWeRXZmnYcxGH0E6S-30PFV2gvt81dfqfJMGvroXbJU-eHfpjppTI9QzLS3Tb3dyK/s200/stream1.jpg" /></a>is from atop a tee mound, the vista offers a panaramic view of the surounding course.(and is not quite nose bleed level.) </p><br /><div><br /><br /></div><br /><p>Scrambleing down the hill, past the pile of boulders I got to move<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXF6QCL8Ym3xHELgcrZjEOMi73dpydc3MjY5V_C9caCGedez3B1cDLPpWnImSSMf9BSVkWDUVoOTBJ-mNqrldAv3xA8kkQlo4782z5VmAE_cfiT2eWUlEDHHdJNF7fVwpQ6vAT_dgvgn_o/s1600/stream4.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477645056547394658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXF6QCL8Ym3xHELgcrZjEOMi73dpydc3MjY5V_C9caCGedez3B1cDLPpWnImSSMf9BSVkWDUVoOTBJ-mNqrldAv3xA8kkQlo4782z5VmAE_cfiT2eWUlEDHHdJNF7fVwpQ6vAT_dgvgn_o/s200/stream4.jpg" /></a> with the Case loader,(I'll try to remember a picture of that beast for the next blog, I'm going to try to finish each blog in one sitting, the three day blogs are starting to get too long!)so when you hit a huge rock and your ball scuttles away to nevermore land, think of me! I arrive across from old coal processing equipment, this looks cool and will stay for course atmosphere effect.(and as a un-natural hazzard!)</p><p>Ever walk along a fairway and think how lucky they were to have a stream or creek running <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU39TwivAMWL9CaTXQJz3rVc_6qg6Z359LS6axMnGDhPuDW5Kypj_GQgSHyVJML9hzdA0xNz03nP_wMuRMcYFvfHVwfKIRuzeuh1dfS3qO9UpvVYSaVkJRgyA63EHI1tHlbHHchnzf7G4d/s1600/stream3.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 164px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477643425942532386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU39TwivAMWL9CaTXQJz3rVc_6qg6Z359LS6axMnGDhPuDW5Kypj_GQgSHyVJML9hzdA0xNz03nP_wMuRMcYFvfHVwfKIRuzeuh1dfS3qO9UpvVYSaVkJRgyA63EHI1tHlbHHchnzf7G4d/s200/stream3.jpg" /></a>right where they needed it to be? Well I have, and now my innocents has be shatterd! This stream is all faked, it even runs up-hill now.(well it runs down hill, but the land runs up.)(did that help or just confuse you more?) This used to be the road where the trucks got loaded with coal, and as you can see it runs up to the main road, but the creek runs down that way now. The rocks are placed with the small back hoe, in just <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhasUd8kLO4Up9Tz_tQjYbfmAlJlAg-WnqBaQDoccg7ZUS8aP6S-0P4SKVgJjdu3Xv9ko3UFHhVGNQlPg0ihYharWJXmqxiKiyeEAJFJL_7tP_2D_G-F8icDysa_6S9jfBmp8rD9Wp-0s3E/s1600/stream5.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 114px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477645061840703650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhasUd8kLO4Up9Tz_tQjYbfmAlJlAg-WnqBaQDoccg7ZUS8aP6S-0P4SKVgJjdu3Xv9ko3UFHhVGNQlPg0ihYharWJXmqxiKiyeEAJFJL_7tP_2D_G-F8icDysa_6S9jfBmp8rD9Wp-0s3E/s200/stream5.jpg" /></a>the right spot so the water will fill a small pond, then spill over in a gental water fall. After laying the floor too quickly, we got to help tamp the clay around the rocks, so <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPKWLrkl66IhTEyfAByMZPxBNO2HmLxCLCMiH-mVZ9hhbEaEpW6z08GvGLCFgXa-dUnl9L-J3xylTDpRPReN0UAqHUjSqscFwBoRveumi7bMainefvTa7De2J_P2FK9RoqxeLtngHpK8pz/s1600/stream8.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 139px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477644129844958354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPKWLrkl66IhTEyfAByMZPxBNO2HmLxCLCMiH-mVZ9hhbEaEpW6z08GvGLCFgXa-dUnl9L-J3xylTDpRPReN0UAqHUjSqscFwBoRveumi7bMainefvTa7De2J_P2FK9RoqxeLtngHpK8pz/s200/stream8.jpg" /></a>the water will go over instead of under/around. There has been no water pumped into this stream,(well there has been now, an unplaned water fountian sprang up from where the hoe nicked a line, but because it was just going into the creek any ways, they left it go for a few days to break in the<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDZApICgWqWc-K_dl1Uf4PdRGkfdS6ItDKLu8PfDLtIbtC8F92INJnYlFdwP-6biR2TMBaTFYL48mOPaE-e2VpetpfRfXvnezFDsuowbnRDHSal1iXkJjeDhRMfcayGWfCFdpuWZWHGt_K/s1600/stream7.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477645065411137730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDZApICgWqWc-K_dl1Uf4PdRGkfdS6ItDKLu8PfDLtIbtC8F92INJnYlFdwP-6biR2TMBaTFYL48mOPaE-e2VpetpfRfXvnezFDsuowbnRDHSal1iXkJjeDhRMfcayGWfCFdpuWZWHGt_K/s200/stream7.jpg" /></a> pump, or some thing. Sure was pretty though.)just the ground seepage, and now the rain. I like this last shot up the road, because if you click on the pic. to inlarge it, you'll see our trucks. Mine is the nose on the right, then in frount of it,(to your left,)is the track hoe, then the back end of the other truck.<br />My brother Carlin sent me the link to this B.C. comic. All you golfers will understand, and for <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiphRdNjLDLTj4PfZ2uEmC6p4x_Ou7oCWjq7ch3HlT7pu5rN7cuOvSSHWsMAPzw6J0r7e4RVyMHgV4KV8uQEq-uD_ruy6iSUC5ptJeBxWoygcpdOpy17k0zKnBJt0m2bPXe3VHrH0p-gnIX/s1600/bc052210bvd.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477656289127200930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiphRdNjLDLTj4PfZ2uEmC6p4x_Ou7oCWjq7ch3HlT7pu5rN7cuOvSSHWsMAPzw6J0r7e4RVyMHgV4KV8uQEq-uD_ruy6iSUC5ptJeBxWoygcpdOpy17k0zKnBJt0m2bPXe3VHrH0p-gnIX/s400/bc052210bvd.gif" /></a>all you vets or animal lovers, he's just trying to save the rapter, if it passed the ball through...it'd definetly be a dino-sore-ass!(apply laugh track here:)</p><br /><div>Last thursday eve, I went golfing in the wind. Heres a thought, if your going to golf in Scottland, come pratice in Alberta first! It seems about 75% of the time its windy, and the other 25% is more of a gale. I played much better then the last time, and wasn't so tired. First hole, with a strong tail wind, helping to the left and everything...I hit the green! 328yrds. away! I kept looking for my ball, thinking where the hell am I, oh there it's on the green!(then I 3 putted, but still saved par, so thats cool, well better then 3 putting for an 8 any ways.)<br /></div><br /><div>Tip of the day: Say your a young rock truck driver, here's a helpful hint. Your truck is bouncy, don't pick your nose!(I think I touched my brain!)(it was squishy!)In fact try to keep you hands out of what I'll call the,"Punching your self out"zone. Also light shoes are good, its amazing the places you can kick yourself! Have a great week, latter DufferKev</div><br /><p></p></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-2566699823413893922010-05-10T19:13:00.000-07:002010-05-12T21:48:57.150-07:00Wild Canadian Coffee?<div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6LjzPolgDkVORmyEJZRYiNk3uvuvxdKc308MMexXnGbHVwTF8fmBpuNE5Kj4jgdecgzC5NGBv8AkeC_S9Xfs3mjMQnnYaW11Rj9vzGZKDws3o9NOmfAvDTYm6vGY8XgFFYUBGmNL_2ozN/s1600/lakebanner2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469834367315962418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6LjzPolgDkVORmyEJZRYiNk3uvuvxdKc308MMexXnGbHVwTF8fmBpuNE5Kj4jgdecgzC5NGBv8AkeC_S9Xfs3mjMQnnYaW11Rj9vzGZKDws3o9NOmfAvDTYm6vGY8XgFFYUBGmNL_2ozN/s400/lakebanner2.jpg" /></a><br /><div><div><div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgKo7Ftl6RduDVWIF1IxCrOWwtQy1vdAnOFhzc3hqKi3OMN8ZLoYAMHdw9E9QJYZMwGPig_xHD9d1wat4flUQ4c2WAjNTI09cjUWDt5r3RFJ51dEMS4Ag2nm0C3DCOm53gGsHVcMOmenZv/s1600/ceiling1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 106px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469833546314107266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgKo7Ftl6RduDVWIF1IxCrOWwtQy1vdAnOFhzc3hqKi3OMN8ZLoYAMHdw9E9QJYZMwGPig_xHD9d1wat4flUQ4c2WAjNTI09cjUWDt5r3RFJ51dEMS4Ag2nm0C3DCOm53gGsHVcMOmenZv/s200/ceiling1.jpg" /></a> Well Hello everyone, hope you had a good week too, mine was busy! First let me say happy mothers day to all you birthers out there, and a extra nod to all those who even brought the baby home!(my Mom said she didn't know she had a choice.) I know it was yesterday, but I was out with all the realitives, so we'll just say it today...Happy Mothers Day! Here is a brief summery of what I've been up to.<br /> Now its time for you to put on your remembering caps. Think back to last fall. This<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbHokfW7IWWkLCyE2YyKjaMYFkEEEPd9Qbgf-Rl661zl_NXuR7xahiHxHiOHFxs2ie2_T1cSWeIctNjNE5xUWWrOPY7BL1WsIUzWlTMpcp78YTcyDg6IZwyVX3Bs8QUz4obDRbaAMX3H22/s1600/ceiling2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 142px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469833540343911346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbHokfW7IWWkLCyE2YyKjaMYFkEEEPd9Qbgf-Rl661zl_NXuR7xahiHxHiOHFxs2ie2_T1cSWeIctNjNE5xUWWrOPY7BL1WsIUzWlTMpcp78YTcyDg6IZwyVX3Bs8QUz4obDRbaAMX3H22/s200/ceiling2.jpg" /></a> wandering duffer had fianally come home. Remodeling of the trailer was well under way. And I went down to Lyns cottage at Gull lake. While I was there painting the cottage, the roof was redone. After the roof was finished, many nails were sticking through the inside of the attic and main bathroom. The bathroom was fixed by adding a pine board drop ceiling, and now I've been asked to do the same upstairs. These first two shots are of the attic as-was. Saterday morning I drove out to transform it into something all shiny new!<br /><br /> Next we have a shot of the drop ceiling frame in place. I put in headers between the roof<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNc2sglw0wYrHxpumPnVV1FE032gPDhjGyRtBlNEN_RK1ZnGsoNLGGZAXqCP9bqUryDTjtJnZGThjHgqUXOahJXYljKv1zy467KJTL0VMV6UHfrQ-zF3DVWvupHVcYZKA6pOXAgVqvO_MZ/s1600/ceiling3.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470238318987258578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNc2sglw0wYrHxpumPnVV1FE032gPDhjGyRtBlNEN_RK1ZnGsoNLGGZAXqCP9bqUryDTjtJnZGThjHgqUXOahJXYljKv1zy467KJTL0VMV6UHfrQ-zF3DVWvupHVcYZKA6pOXAgVqvO_MZ/s200/ceiling3.jpg" /></a> beams, so I could keep my studs evenly spaced. No two were the same distance, the cottage is of 1913 vintage, and as you can see had no insulation.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy3J9u_uaABiX-mYYgquX8f_W4gZ0ESZeKo7uvEGx5OtV2miQXnDVVj2kq7PQXk7vosNvISS2TgBlGZC8Xt3u2ZB1bWuaIOiY2gQ93tvW-P7sv_qarew7hnHIeTP3P51buCVK-h6nseIzk/s1600/ceiling4.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 114px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469833149315469794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy3J9u_uaABiX-mYYgquX8f_W4gZ0ESZeKo7uvEGx5OtV2miQXnDVVj2kq7PQXk7vosNvISS2TgBlGZC8Xt3u2ZB1bWuaIOiY2gQ93tvW-P7sv_qarew7hnHIeTP3P51buCVK-h6nseIzk/s200/ceiling4.jpg" /></a>Now it dose! Though this cottage is a summer home only, the insulation should help keep it cooler in the heat, and warmer on those frosty fall/spring mornings. Hopefully the plastic vapour barrier will help make the ceiling bat-proof.(ever wonder why insulation was sold in batts?)(me too!) End of day one, the first day of project "save the ceiling"<br /><br /><div><div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrJO9fg0HQsptgy1-relwy6TcJWThTB4sGcdvhdI6b0abY9Y2sr4VO-SRvyJJJQIhnlkEb_Zse7LW_kpkjp26EBAK863TiAuIZYW-MDM6lD2QduqiiDr-DYLgV7uljrUtBawZGmmAxIWUG/s1600/ceiling5.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 149px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470240858363393378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrJO9fg0HQsptgy1-relwy6TcJWThTB4sGcdvhdI6b0abY9Y2sr4VO-SRvyJJJQIhnlkEb_Zse7LW_kpkjp26EBAK863TiAuIZYW-MDM6lD2QduqiiDr-DYLgV7uljrUtBawZGmmAxIWUG/s200/ceiling5.jpg" /></a>Enter day two. This day was a lot of running up and down stairs, because the frame was built square, I could cut several pieces at a time, but because nothing else was, I only cut two rows at a time, just in case. This day was realitivly easy, day three and four,(this coming up weekend,)will be trickier! Those will be the days when I carry on down the wall, where every stud is spaced differntly, and none of the corners are square! I can fore see a lot of one-at-a-time, "custom" cutting, and lots of trips up/down those stairs!(usally I woudn't mind the extra cardio, ecspecilly seeing how out of golf shape I am! Oppps! you haven't read that part yet! you have no way of knowing I'm <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1JZ9WuM4ak-vL07Wvv4Oo3KM6T0HGXo6Lh69TFa_RlAFUXhKY4gfectueSST9OltK9yjKMhwsLTqwxwp6LPXwTGg_JLuLDL6j-rHjmNFo9GBhgBepA2ehSEf2ZbyjgUvyzmyVZafksx5N/s1600/ceiling6.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 124px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469833133582593314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1JZ9WuM4ak-vL07Wvv4Oo3KM6T0HGXo6Lh69TFa_RlAFUXhKY4gfectueSST9OltK9yjKMhwsLTqwxwp6LPXwTGg_JLuLDL6j-rHjmNFo9GBhgBepA2ehSEf2ZbyjgUvyzmyVZafksx5N/s200/ceiling6.jpg" /></a>writing this over three day's, and it's already wensday. Or that I wrote the golf part yesterday, spoiler alert: I had golf last week!)(Oh yeah and I'm already "draggen ass" as they say, because of an unusally phycical work week. Remember when I said watching them dig our new stream at work would be cool? Well its a one back hoe job, not much need for trucks to haul anything away. I did get to haul some soup(bad dirt)away, for about an hour yesterday, <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDCiXU4Iqit4WC7rnnMbdH8dtvJVANXzFGvXnk5kuod5CPwGIAWgpDwmkJmCnzQ3yMpMtJ7HG78BH_VhM6tkPlKRysrV6jLMwVw15rHwqzzjI24cEV5FsT-bL-1qDRGVkERpbqkSItdX1e/s1600/sunset.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 174px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469834157628192738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDCiXU4Iqit4WC7rnnMbdH8dtvJVANXzFGvXnk5kuod5CPwGIAWgpDwmkJmCnzQ3yMpMtJ7HG78BH_VhM6tkPlKRysrV6jLMwVw15rHwqzzjI24cEV5FsT-bL-1qDRGVkERpbqkSItdX1e/s320/sunset.jpg" /></a>but the majority of my time was spent installing a smack together tile floor in the new lunch room, witch I painted last week!)(don't worry, next weeks blog will have pic's of the new floor, its nice!) Back to the ceiling, as you can see I started the angle down the wall, with the last couple planks I had left. A wise old carpenter once told me,(and he must have been wise cause he hadn't starved to death yet, and he still had all his fingers!) "Old houses aint square, thats what trims for!" I believe I'll be using some trim! <br /> Cool sunset on the end of day two, I decided to go for a walk down to the beach, as you may have guessed from the banner shot. On the way back to the cottage I came acrossed a couple of patches of wild Canadian coffee! I had no idea coffee grew wild in Canada, but there it was. (I won't say how long it took, or how much actual testing I had done before determining my discovery was really deer poop!)<br /><div><div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1uHTH2C_PVE4ZacEXl9VnXjgxO6RFySf1XwQBUx9FG2Bvo5IdYUJBdQT7lttVdEbuUK6X7AFVJJnVXcGDvWwGcu9HFVAuDONM6ZaGhnS0GnLcYQscH4Od6gu5LQw69ZiDjdVfVxwE3OGw/s1600/canadian+coffee.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469833965656142770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1uHTH2C_PVE4ZacEXl9VnXjgxO6RFySf1XwQBUx9FG2Bvo5IdYUJBdQT7lttVdEbuUK6X7AFVJJnVXcGDvWwGcu9HFVAuDONM6ZaGhnS0GnLcYQscH4Od6gu5LQw69ZiDjdVfVxwE3OGw/s200/canadian+coffee.jpg" /></a>Later on in the week,(after recoperating for a few days by going to work,) on a snowy thursday, I decided to go golfing! Yes I had golf!(real golf, not just some backyard delusion.) Of course after I decided to go golfing, it started to snow. The snow lasted most of the day, but was melting faster then it was falling, and being sucked into the thirsty soil just as fast. So in a breif patch of sun, I loaded up my bag and was off.(forgot my new glove in my old pratice bag, glad I didn't throw out the old crappy one yet...I still haven't put the new one in my bag yet, probaly forget it for the next game too...sad.)(Just so you know I havent given up all hope, I might still remember it you know.)(Like maybe I'll put it in my shoe tonight, so then I remember to put it in my bag tomorrow...mmmm...if only my shoes weren't sooooo far away, ah, I'll just remember it latter.)(Oh God, I'm doomed, I might as well just throw the new glove away and get use to the crappy old one, with bright orange paint on it from my gopher golf course, and the big hole where the palm use to be...now where the hell was I going with this agien?...) On my way to Toefield golf course,(with new driving range,)(or new since I've been there last anyways,)it<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDqeCF8ZcP437TvEqQlAJwoOaqC-Fk9Z0t-0f5c1wBNvnpeyJ-NDT4PxzANfkhNRtj3RA4hyNqmNwok68aq0NsOuW0igs3QGOC6eNk-xVh2LBsc-e3IvAicxvL_TEbuHZoFtCb4sD5l-Yd/s1600/layout.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 176px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469832357867194482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDqeCF8ZcP437TvEqQlAJwoOaqC-Fk9Z0t-0f5c1wBNvnpeyJ-NDT4PxzANfkhNRtj3RA4hyNqmNwok68aq0NsOuW0igs3QGOC6eNk-xVh2LBsc-e3IvAicxvL_TEbuHZoFtCb4sD5l-Yd/s200/layout.gif" /></a> snowed on me agien, but after I turned onto the hiway the sky lighted and I saw no more moister for the rest of the day! Tofield golf course,(see map on right,) is a medium 9 hole trek, a good first effort after the long cold winter,(of our discontent!) No cars in the parking lot, but the gates were open, so I went in. No one inside, but a put-the-money-in-the-slot-box, was there, so I did. I walked slowly to the first tee, giving someone plenty of time to tell me to go away, no one did. First drive was worth the $15 I shoved into the box! Sweet! Ball in the middle of the fairway, no one around to slow me down, no rain for the moment, days of gopher golf pratice for just this shot. Confidently I strode up to my ball, well inside the hundred yard marker, and hit it short of the green. Oh well, I use to be good at the short chips,(thats what happens when you always miss the greens!) I skulled it! It shot 20ft passed the green! All night long my chips had no feel, by the end I was playing one ball till I got close to a green, then chiping three! The greens needed more watering or rain or somthing, quite brown for greens! It took me till hole 5 to get the speed o.k. on the greens, and I consitently two putted after that. Hole 2 had a <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNihGdhDePuhE_CIjBtiHdqm648A1N4u2uf_Es5JYBaGCphOQyquV7seoL1E0ACg-MHffgQEwU2v_ABFoIqUo4LyTYPUUDoPOihUS6Pb1aZtq5vSUquPQ2LOdtqA0qH4sSlC6NbK_OmsYX/s1600/hawk%2520on%2520Hole%25205%2520sign.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469832351410886866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNihGdhDePuhE_CIjBtiHdqm648A1N4u2uf_Es5JYBaGCphOQyquV7seoL1E0ACg-MHffgQEwU2v_ABFoIqUo4LyTYPUUDoPOihUS6Pb1aZtq5vSUquPQ2LOdtqA0qH4sSlC6NbK_OmsYX/s200/hawk%2520on%2520Hole%25205%2520sign.jpg" /></a>beautiful drive as well, followed by a medicore wedge shot, and a scary chip. For the first time I noticed two kids ahead of me, it was o.k., they let me pass by hole 4. Hole three, I lost a ball, then, found a ball, so still even. Hole 4 was a good learning experince, I hit a lovely 3 wood to almost right where I wanted it! My three wood as been very inconsistent over the years, so it would be great to love it agien! Hole 5 was a real score for me. My first shot went into the mud bank of the creek, so I hit another.(praise be the mulligan!) While I was getting my first ball out of the mud,(I'm cheap, remember!)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMUh5jrF0LN-O83i8FxU5B-i_id3vfRmXL3buOml0Uwe8NnufMEj2_zCffqeHuUPjw-KC0z2NwRn6WWLEit8wQQJbWmz6_N_pc8WYilwEgqvZIaRP338u0PJAJu-1eVW2kmO4JPnpyg8is/s1600/knot1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469831660692710434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMUh5jrF0LN-O83i8FxU5B-i_id3vfRmXL3buOml0Uwe8NnufMEj2_zCffqeHuUPjw-KC0z2NwRn6WWLEit8wQQJbWmz6_N_pc8WYilwEgqvZIaRP338u0PJAJu-1eVW2kmO4JPnpyg8is/s200/knot1.jpg" /></a> I found 5 more! Then went to my second shot. Now heres where it gets hazey. Either I lost my second shot, and found another ball,(2lost and 7found,)or I hit my second a lot farther.(1lost and 6found.) Since I hadn't botherd to look at my second ball...I guess we'll never know! Above is a shot of the hole 5 sign. I didn't take this one, too bad, that would have been cool to see! I realilize by now, that I was getting tired. Sadly the months of not walking a course were starting to show. Bad drive on hole 6, lost it to the right on hole 7.(almost wish I hadn't found it! had to hack it out of some bush thing.) Blocked it to<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVLlgjA8eioJxMRYRU9hOuBG6w22YP-zdJ4PWqmM9BaZIfJugylNBaByic-JP3GhWxAmve7pioXlA1oFa_PNqOPWpqxrXHrLqMDkGYs0jSKgNvoBZnzYwedcF4enuj03Fkg2tw-P1foOvc/s1600/knot2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 142px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469831659250645122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVLlgjA8eioJxMRYRU9hOuBG6w22YP-zdJ4PWqmM9BaZIfJugylNBaByic-JP3GhWxAmve7pioXlA1oFa_PNqOPWpqxrXHrLqMDkGYs0jSKgNvoBZnzYwedcF4enuj03Fkg2tw-P1foOvc/s200/knot2.jpg" /></a> the left on the par 3, 8th. Hole 9! And not a moment too soon! Please don't get me wrong, I was loven it out there, but was getting tired and sloppy. (ie, dug the toe of my driver into the tee box, thus leaving the face open, and hitting it about 45 yards off to the right!) Now I'm behind the trees, greens(browns)over thatta way somewhere, so I'm thinking about chopping it over the trees.(or just chopping the trees by this point!) So as my ball goes screaming over the trees,(well off target!)I notice for the first time, the two kids who let me pass on hole 4, are being picked up<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgacSHFJgNYUGKsuDBExGZqEFLAgCsmsdqaFejGUWA2WTug95UMv8YffswPBdn2qVRjkW1H35Qjht2rmkyfanOxMjp8VwVld5wEZP5vF6VoVqcPnvCWnkZNHp0WoSDdD579gxwgItcqYBXE/s1600/unknot2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469831344983411858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgacSHFJgNYUGKsuDBExGZqEFLAgCsmsdqaFejGUWA2WTug95UMv8YffswPBdn2qVRjkW1H35Qjht2rmkyfanOxMjp8VwVld5wEZP5vF6VoVqcPnvCWnkZNHp0WoSDdD579gxwgItcqYBXE/s200/unknot2.jpg" /></a> by thier dad. Great, entire empty course, and I'm gonna hit some one! I slulk around the trees, thankful my ball dosent have my name on it, and am relived to find my ball just in front of a pond I never knew was there, and 20 some feet short of the child retreival action in the parking lot!<br />All in all a great time was had by all,(me!)and I'm planning to go agien soon. Hopefully before I go back to finish Lyns ceiling this next weekend.<br /><br /><div><div> You may be wondering about the mulitpule head shots.(not the first time I've taken multipule<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif6yYX2uQrtbRq6gnZfaFKJaluWTCfdZJAqa6-5LpujEYhYG4kO7b39GR4-4pNn5aGUDqs6uLGg_veI-tEQFK9ak-wb1VBR06LTE61CYWLPVzLhKZ8BIAixoJZGdGcnK3S4ARI8E6hL_uc/s1600/unknot1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469831339668455634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif6yYX2uQrtbRq6gnZfaFKJaluWTCfdZJAqa6-5LpujEYhYG4kO7b39GR4-4pNn5aGUDqs6uLGg_veI-tEQFK9ak-wb1VBR06LTE61CYWLPVzLhKZ8BIAixoJZGdGcnK3S4ARI8E6hL_uc/s200/unknot1.jpg" /></a> head shots!) Well if I've learned nothing about people,(and believe you me, I've tried, to learn nothing about people that is,)its that they like to vote on stuff. You know, let the common voice be heard, and all that good stuff. So send in your votes, help pick the least repulsive hair doo!(polls open to the citizens of this planet only, vote as many times as you like, a handleing fee of $4.95 will be charged per registerd vote, polls open till midnight Jan.01 2072, please note all votes will be estimated and your vote may not actualy count,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjej-BTxgxCGm73gelEuvnGph4ldrhRiDngBpgGZ5-0EoOXSzq5folLXVHPf44g1-JxSla2WlXA0RwAcsPmBzjFFEfKPeN4wd8SUS5gJXZ6mQNp5CE8VFIw-_p2NSTQ9Wjtg4Kb3-GNUjvq/s1600/slick1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 190px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469830884881635650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjej-BTxgxCGm73gelEuvnGph4ldrhRiDngBpgGZ5-0EoOXSzq5folLXVHPf44g1-JxSla2WlXA0RwAcsPmBzjFFEfKPeN4wd8SUS5gJXZ6mQNp5CE8VFIw-_p2NSTQ9Wjtg4Kb3-GNUjvq/s200/slick1.jpg" /></a> I retain total "veto" power!, also the top knot may not work after I'm in my 80's but then agien nothing else will either!)<br /> First two shots are just fresh from the beauty salon. I had told the nice lady,(whos name escapes me at the moment, but don't worry, I still remember yours!)I was planning to grow my longer part till I could make a top knot! Well she seamed to take this as a challenge, and in no time flat had me knotted! Still to short for a good one though.</div><div> Next two are from the same night, just took the scrunchie out and gave the old head a good shake.(more then three shakes,... and your likely to get brain damage!) I like the velcro effect of the freshly shaven stubble<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPK6QrsRYGCayZQorBHvbdoM1kAqXrwV16xqvcqVzKRWH8s7afWablF0LaTucPTE5IAgVVz06emIrCn8XlCgylw47wotKzgcAaACvdD52wTmN2SRh8VYlVsp0HDOhB9jlsAVD3IiEmkHtL/s1600/slick3.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469830880592292194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPK6QrsRYGCayZQorBHvbdoM1kAqXrwV16xqvcqVzKRWH8s7afWablF0LaTucPTE5IAgVVz06emIrCn8XlCgylw47wotKzgcAaACvdD52wTmN2SRh8VYlVsp0HDOhB9jlsAVD3IiEmkHtL/s200/slick3.jpg" /></a> and the longer hair.</div><div> Lastly we have what I'll call the "slick willy",(now would you buy a used car from this guy?) And before you tell me, I know its crooked, I was wearing a hat all day. So be sure to cast you votes often, after of course reading the above disclaimer.</div><div> Well thats enough for this time, tune in next week for the anatomy of a stream, a before water documentory of Coal Creek's feature water works! Till then, this has been DufferKev, signing off!<br /><br /><br /></div><div><div><div><div><div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-71788484330383570812010-04-28T16:29:00.000-07:002010-04-30T16:26:13.186-07:00Don't Pinch the Dream'n Boy!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCziNUnstjbvb87tW-c5_wiS_DNEQ_CMdKSNEX_nCJli1D4mUmVHNbQ-EOI1IeVAZNGKfwzVlHh1eGJATf1oYg4rpg_Ta55QRp47PtjyEbk8V-1wakkihjcUMXjA0HCI7xNCTNIMIa5jBe/s1600/workbanner.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 83px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465341233655731746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCziNUnstjbvb87tW-c5_wiS_DNEQ_CMdKSNEX_nCJli1D4mUmVHNbQ-EOI1IeVAZNGKfwzVlHh1eGJATf1oYg4rpg_Ta55QRp47PtjyEbk8V-1wakkihjcUMXjA0HCI7xNCTNIMIa5jBe/s400/workbanner.jpg" /></a> Hey, Hey! Everybody!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHkLAJVsO-PglUjLamw6amA9NDio80m4ipqWBZrFOW1S6SSoPhlp8GqUAmFrUbvSEpMYd2rneFClMpP1V9V8IQZYOZF7OCi7crzGDIYK2OrAky9hW1jy9l7ey5OFyaosadveU5UMdxDvvc/s1600/shopkittins.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465341074524627650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHkLAJVsO-PglUjLamw6amA9NDio80m4ipqWBZrFOW1S6SSoPhlp8GqUAmFrUbvSEpMYd2rneFClMpP1V9V8IQZYOZF7OCi7crzGDIYK2OrAky9hW1jy9l7ey5OFyaosadveU5UMdxDvvc/s200/shopkittins.jpg" /></a>(anybody?) First off let me say this blog will not be about kitties! That being said, heres a shot of three, one day old kitties. The mother is young and clue-less, the little grey one was on the cold cement floor, having fallen from the chair the mother had them on.(I don't actually know if she had them on the chair,(like had them had them?) but that morning they where on the chair, mostly.) Sadly, by the next morning there was only one. The mother cats mother,(from now on to be referd to as gramma cat,)has taken over the mothering of the last one. It has been hiding in a pile of boxes, warm, dry, and safe from the every day perils of being a shop cat! This shop is at my new job!(my dream job,) Last may,(my, how the last year has just slipped by!)just before my first blog, I went to Kelona for a Mothers day visit with my then estranged(?)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjICrvQgpLonoac1oPQrNVQX38_WjXCVsdNGPeopaFneq0o9yYcW58D2HrWNL_la0ZLg9KqtYqh-qeu7f_H7gANa_WSyQz-T2bOD-MOZrJIW4v1FJl6krGYLQXGcNbeMg_uxViDbYn-KVZs/s1600/TonkaDumptTruck.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 137px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465340870834825170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjICrvQgpLonoac1oPQrNVQX38_WjXCVsdNGPeopaFneq0o9yYcW58D2HrWNL_la0ZLg9KqtYqh-qeu7f_H7gANa_WSyQz-T2bOD-MOZrJIW4v1FJl6krGYLQXGcNbeMg_uxViDbYn-KVZs/s200/TonkaDumptTruck.gif" /></a> mother and brother. One thing led to another, and we all come back up here for a visit.(now we all sort of live here, and are no longer estranged!)(stranged, yes, estranged, no!) Now on one of our many tours of the rual niebourhood,(cows in da hood,) my Mom took us by a under constuction golf course called Coal Creek. At the time she had commented how cool it would be to move home, and get a job building that course!(and I thought, yeah right, move out into the sticks, give up winter golf, suffer through the cold, live in a old dog trailer<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuLXxMbb3s6cIv7UPVmpHMO5w5NR8SKMxfrYta8Lfw5O2U5DqY8R6sGwLz1bRWB_zIWPLqor5bqBiodBgUtQqATd10B6OVi0bxAmEAIDkHyo4rV9exuOUcGPL0Kp1PGs7BqGwQI5RDkdpT/s1600/2150934048_c9b79c6902.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465341080445228178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuLXxMbb3s6cIv7UPVmpHMO5w5NR8SKMxfrYta8Lfw5O2U5DqY8R6sGwLz1bRWB_zIWPLqor5bqBiodBgUtQqATd10B6OVi0bxAmEAIDkHyo4rV9exuOUcGPL0Kp1PGs7BqGwQI5RDkdpT/s200/2150934048_c9b79c6902.jpg" /></a>,(life is funny isnt it?) and why would they hire me anyways?) So long story short, as I'm raking doggie doo off of Lyns lawn,(hi Lyn!)I get a phone call from Coal Creek, asking if I can be there in the morning to talk about work. And something or other about "rock truck". I hang up,(or press "End" button,)thinking about following a truck picking up rocks. Tuesday morning comes around, and I head over to the golf course,(about 8 miles!)(when I was working in north Edmonton, my round trip was 271km!)(each day!)and get the "insiders" tour. Its going to be a great course, and I was excited about the chance to help build it.(then maybe work there,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2SKnrGuAh7WLsLuWNMth7r-xtuq9NDPuIFv6VD2uX4fcL1fGrSzctJIvHdnXx2ifuVzPZL7Ht8YLVrIYzbKPYPFgA6dSESUZPO8edc6WY-VanTSGpDe1NCS12qEFqsa0lLy6DkkMG069n/s1600/2trucks.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465340572353146002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2SKnrGuAh7WLsLuWNMth7r-xtuq9NDPuIFv6VD2uX4fcL1fGrSzctJIvHdnXx2ifuVzPZL7Ht8YLVrIYzbKPYPFgA6dSESUZPO8edc6WY-VanTSGpDe1NCS12qEFqsa0lLy6DkkMG069n/s200/2trucks.jpg" /></a> like cutting grass, when it was done.) I'm told what they need is a rock truck driver. So I tell him I've driven 1 tons, and 5 tons, grain trucks when I was like 12! He tells me this will be a little bigger, and takes me around the side of the building...And there is a truck the size of a house! Ever play with the Tonkas when you were young?(we had home made stuff, made from wood, and old licence plates!)(true story.) Well I kind of went off in a daze of pre-pubence wunderment! Then I hear, "Climb up, and check it out, tomorrow you can take a spin to get use to it, then off to work!"then somthing about sorry <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWEkAqJc51d2JAShGA0saHxe8hzpoTaB0GrQghG9YREBLJDFGVR3AmDRLGeXiZFvWSe-gZa88MIrrF1zdRtK4k_UpWsXlLSVJ1v0w4vr4OSSASK2fD_-ITvCbgIEMhvch74con3uTuDRrd/s1600/2trucks2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 144px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465340349986754562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWEkAqJc51d2JAShGA0saHxe8hzpoTaB0GrQghG9YREBLJDFGVR3AmDRLGeXiZFvWSe-gZa88MIrrF1zdRtK4k_UpWsXlLSVJ1v0w4vr4OSSASK2fD_-ITvCbgIEMhvch74con3uTuDRrd/s200/2trucks2.jpg" /></a>the antenas broke, so you'll only have xfm!(I think more time was used explaning the satellite radio system, then the truck.)(But to be fair, the radio probaly has more buttons the the truck!)<br /><div><br />So now I go to a golf course every day, and drive the biggest truck I've ever seen.(and paid $1 more per hour then my last painting job! For gods sake man! don't pinch the dream'n boy!)<br /><div><div><br /><div>These two shots are from day number two, just to show a little size scale, feels sooo wierd to drive the blazer home now, feels too small!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFxRU7XPvy3jWqYXcfXNFiiKy796FXggQW-M56EmzVJEDtXife5Oq0FQE1tdUX4VpqglInpewqjheI4hPIKfYttecnPiWwbO94u-o_ypCCeT1TtickcZF1Ll5MfyISUpH5nrH2BjisOwww/s1600/735819.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465340342309866418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFxRU7XPvy3jWqYXcfXNFiiKy796FXggQW-M56EmzVJEDtXife5Oq0FQE1tdUX4VpqglInpewqjheI4hPIKfYttecnPiWwbO94u-o_ypCCeT1TtickcZF1Ll5MfyISUpH5nrH2BjisOwww/s200/735819.jpg" /></a>(and when I got it, it felt so big compared to the wabbit. Oh, the wabbit, I have this recurring day dream, where I back over the wabbit with this truck!) On the left is what my rock truck would have looked like new...its not so shiny now. I forgot my camera on the first day. Too bad to, cause one of the neat things about these trucks is, the frame is not soild. What I mean by that is, right behind the cab,(about 4 feet behind me when I drive,)is the piviot point. If you are sitting still, and you turn the steering wheel, the front of the truck stays still, but the back end moves about 6feet either way!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsvVjGfa84RDbVJcviXaptGXP5USP_sp2YZ1nsRGL8tsWysddpRegz1T2RoeuUFXuR40HkTmE7tjmsT3pvgF82kTmlDyYFePPBnAQL4qry7UgHbs68_DAMuMMps1t_5hzVX54T6iRQxLS_/s1600/pov1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465339472173813778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsvVjGfa84RDbVJcviXaptGXP5USP_sp2YZ1nsRGL8tsWysddpRegz1T2RoeuUFXuR40HkTmE7tjmsT3pvgF82kTmlDyYFePPBnAQL4qry7UgHbs68_DAMuMMps1t_5hzVX54T6iRQxLS_/s200/pov1.jpg" /></a> Because of the "piviot-in-the-middle-lika-city-bus" effect, you can have an extremly tight turning radius! Just behind the piviot is another feature of the un-stiff frame. The back half will tilt left or right independently of the cab. This means if you back up onto a pile to dump,(it seems wrong somehow to use the words pile and dump in the same sentence, and then have no punch line!)and keeping the cab totally level, completely tip the back half of the truck!(I mean right on its side! two wheels up and two wheels down!(and two more right level on the ground!)and me inside, looking like that guy on tv, who drove too close to the sink hole. You know the one, with the "ooops" look on his face, like I wish I hadn't just done that!) I guess it happens. The track-hoe<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXGhVW_ECIwgpTp1M257u2muS41zRlHuQ47dZD3vaFNy3kSTfAia1FnegQE_3nXAFswX91HC5_aC2sXZpEIrcJv72NKgQFJjp3fm03giN2vDVnSPVACBLycDMsSBkjAyrQKm6-b3wvbyb5/s1600/pov2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 155px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465339470306379442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXGhVW_ECIwgpTp1M257u2muS41zRlHuQ47dZD3vaFNy3kSTfAia1FnegQE_3nXAFswX91HC5_aC2sXZpEIrcJv72NKgQFJjp3fm03giN2vDVnSPVACBLycDMsSBkjAyrQKm6-b3wvbyb5/s200/pov2.jpg" /></a> came over and tipped the back half up-right agien, and away I went. At lunch break I drove back to the shop for a 15min. repair to the exuast system. Seem like it was designed to break away in a tip over. So now I know how far is too far. How lucky to learn that on my first day! The other driver has never done that, so he's only guessing how far is too far. Me, I know!<br />I've thrown in some shots taken from my point of view, out the windows of my "office". The first shot is out towards holes one and two,(see included map at bottom of page, or check out thier website at <a href="http://www.coalcreekgolfresort.com/">http://www.coalcreekgolfresort.com/</a> hey cool! it changed colour! I guess that means I got the jabs-n-slashes right! anyways, please do check out the website, lots of cool pics of the<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDDIFnn-22y38l7FFtcjsjSJHerg7ALZD7Sg3JAnc0kqOtCJcEYAyRdtKVkmnmlv33_pm5nr6_zlBDWPtXnCjbFSFOAaSUiK7FPMFQi-nykqXj_nPxs4j35JVbeItfCaGcGQs4wYji6ErY/s1600/pov3.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 138px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465339463143871266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDDIFnn-22y38l7FFtcjsjSJHerg7ALZD7Sg3JAnc0kqOtCJcEYAyRdtKVkmnmlv33_pm5nr6_zlBDWPtXnCjbFSFOAaSUiK7FPMFQi-nykqXj_nPxs4j35JVbeItfCaGcGQs4wYji6ErY/s200/pov3.jpg" /></a> course under construction. Plus lots of history of the coal mine and equipment!) Then a shot out my left window towards the trird green, of the D6 cat,(trying to smooth our road, good luck!)and the other truck,(only one serial number differnt from mine, but I like mine better!) That D6 cat looks so small when we roll by him. Its not like I don't know the crews names, I do,I just havent cleared it with them yet.(witness relocation could be anywhere/anyone!)<br /><br /><br /><div>As we move the rather large hill of clay over towards the third green, we are really rutting up the hard packed road. Have you ever seen that ice road truckers show?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM_hAe3xKBuh8HAQ8h1dxf1I2GtIljbwVbnRIatQEZYOgjRlr6mia82TkOLgkR42msC6ptoQEIC_FHPbqRELqxV9Xl3Ap2KemzMGIg1jcGSl_rnKIqZ-5-jyuHfSNEjblxTnVtB8U3bDBe/s1600/pov4.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 189px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465339024372513474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM_hAe3xKBuh8HAQ8h1dxf1I2GtIljbwVbnRIatQEZYOgjRlr6mia82TkOLgkR42msC6ptoQEIC_FHPbqRELqxV9Xl3Ap2KemzMGIg1jcGSl_rnKIqZ-5-jyuHfSNEjblxTnVtB8U3bDBe/s200/pov4.jpg" /></a> Where the wave of ice is pushed up in front of the heavy truck? Thats what happens with these trucks. The earth rises in front of the tires, then squishes down into sometimes 4 ft. deep ruts. We just try to aim for the high spots, its smoother that way. Just for curiosity, I asked the track-hoe operator how much he was loading us down with. Some times we have to take off up hill, and you step on the gas pedal...and the truck slowly starts to move,(like its protesting the motion.) I was told the truck alone wieghs 30,000lbs. empty!(and I heard its like a 108 liter fuel tank, so thats gotta wiegh a bit too.)(for all the equipment I was told they go through a gas trucks worth of diesel per week,)(witch is 10,000 liters!) Oh yeah, back to the load weight, I was told 30 tons! His bucket is at least 4.5ft. to 5ft. wide, and it takes 8 giant scoops to fill each truck.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHV0UVCPzxDWi2YXr9l69onB0q507svoyqfRmOAPUPw_BOyd3KP9wvIN2yLxN8SAV_Z7OcGwErbeBWdmFHxcfHcF7VsAVLMVdgiQ10N530dj0s9840-vWu0J1ztNqoknscpEKsb5lGJABF/s1600/pov5.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465339016559444354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHV0UVCPzxDWi2YXr9l69onB0q507svoyqfRmOAPUPw_BOyd3KP9wvIN2yLxN8SAV_Z7OcGwErbeBWdmFHxcfHcF7VsAVLMVdgiQ10N530dj0s9840-vWu0J1ztNqoknscpEKsb5lGJABF/s200/pov5.jpg" /></a>(then he wacks us on the side to wake us up to go and dump,)( just kidding.)(he really only wacks us when the clay sticks in his bucket.)<br /><div><div><div><div><br />Right now we are pileing the clay for the cat to form into a L shaped berm. This berm will seperate the course from the county road.(is what I've overheard in the lunch room anyways.) Some time from now we'll get to dig the creek.(he'll dig, well watch, and dump, and watch, and dump, and wat...(repeat will be necessary!)) If the creek is deep enough the coal seam will be exposed. I think that would look cool, shiny black coal, glissining in the bright alberta sun, water dancing over hundreds of scutteled golf balls, dotting the creek bed, standing out<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2PL9Kqs_4HekMb0g0PNrzyd5bcbzs6246bJWvXEMM9oOIk-ip-9CWqyISiG5slcfeLp6eI3TmmnGWX8jLa42jOZIXStSY57JglRM_g5VN5QNM12U8GJhOEfPQC_ItSP0Lejyq_aVaWst0/s1600/pov6.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465338710908356162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2PL9Kqs_4HekMb0g0PNrzyd5bcbzs6246bJWvXEMM9oOIk-ip-9CWqyISiG5slcfeLp6eI3TmmnGWX8jLa42jOZIXStSY57JglRM_g5VN5QNM12U8GJhOEfPQC_ItSP0Lejyq_aVaWst0/s200/pov6.jpg" /></a> like an away fan in a home stadium,(espesilly when home loses.) It'll be easier for cheapskates like me to find our lost balls,(and not in the divorce either...)unless your playing the Nike black ball, then forget it, its just gone. Reminds me of one of my first golf memories...Back when I was beardless by nature, and not just by choice, I ended up at a teachers conference for the whole district. It was held at a local course, and how educational to see all my high school teachers get drunk! Any ways, my Mom was there and decided to stand out by playing a bright yellow ball,(back when any colour but white was rare,) and she did, right up untill she hit it into a big patch of dandylions!(ah, those were good times!)<br /><br /><div>The banner shot,(on top,) is looking towards tee #6 and hole #9. As you can see there is a mountain of coal dust in front of that building, dwarfing the D6 cat.(the little yellow blur in <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgszjo98IkGZGG3FNaDa6gEAUWpdpy_j5yf6TQUlJo1ectKbQadMiUF42l7kxpX1PBdShdWHeJwtfuaMj5ntBDX7HrQFvdWE7L0Hybpbvq0_G_gZCT5t-0dbKLexkf3i8PDS_dG7MvXnZJd/s1600/pov7.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 110px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465338707056293106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgszjo98IkGZGG3FNaDa6gEAUWpdpy_j5yf6TQUlJo1ectKbQadMiUF42l7kxpX1PBdShdWHeJwtfuaMj5ntBDX7HrQFvdWE7L0Hybpbvq0_G_gZCT5t-0dbKLexkf3i8PDS_dG7MvXnZJd/s200/pov7.jpg" /></a>front of the big black shape.)(If you dont feel like scrolling up to the top agien, you can also see it on the left.) That is left over from the mine, and now some other business comes and mixes it with fertilizer or something.(for somthing, sounds like a multi purpous, third world bomb factory to me!)(or not.) I'm not sure what its for, but they take it out by the truck load, to some where.(This is the kind of informitive jouranalism you've come to expect from this blog isn't it? I know to me the internet sure lost a lot of its creditbility when I found<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2Wjp0BXlmiuIlG9O_1E2804zQHBQqSSRNmlkVgqih1pvvuEsqfjR8pSv7ZA9ACBRa8wmsxseSFaOl9OrPBPJbuaafjiRFAXzN2u4shvxUotQHl-D7RmtEyzJxCHa1Q_H9AXLFWH6yP31v/s1600/pov8.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 196px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465337939474492146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2Wjp0BXlmiuIlG9O_1E2804zQHBQqSSRNmlkVgqih1pvvuEsqfjR8pSv7ZA9ACBRa8wmsxseSFaOl9OrPBPJbuaafjiRFAXzN2u4shvxUotQHl-D7RmtEyzJxCHa1Q_H9AXLFWH6yP31v/s200/pov8.jpg" /></a> out just any smoe(like me) with a crap-top could get on it! I mean where will it all end?)<br />All of these shots where taken last thursday,(my 2nd day of work,)friday was too wet to dig. So for my 3rd day as a rock truck driver...I washed walls to get them clean enough to paint,(I try to get out, but they just keep pulling me back in!) So this week we get three days in, and the rain(and some snow!) comes back with a vengence once agien. Don't tell the boss, but I would love to take the truck out in the swampy conditions, just to see how stuck I could get that monster! Hehehe!"Better get a bigget cat...Hes gone in up to the cab!" hehehe.(but we'll just keep that between us O.k.? and the squishing my old vw bit too, k?) Today was the painting day, and with the non stop rain, tomorrow will be as well. Its good to fianally get some wet, now we could use <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEircRvmuknSqf-q7iaauXXQzCwYGbzmdGACDvqdf_NjbH_j873iKBTtlOhDO2DCkpKn4ZwWoZeIq5m00zugu1-WqBbUGXqM5inH5GZ4_btlouyDWVbrBxCN1FBLHk3p4lgS370YXztB2g7_/s1600/pov9.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 80px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465337935815267330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEircRvmuknSqf-q7iaauXXQzCwYGbzmdGACDvqdf_NjbH_j873iKBTtlOhDO2DCkpKn4ZwWoZeIq5m00zugu1-WqBbUGXqM5inH5GZ4_btlouyDWVbrBxCN1FBLHk3p4lgS370YXztB2g7_/s200/pov9.jpg" /></a>some warm! One of these sunny days I'll throw the clubs in to the Blazer, and head out to Tofield golf course.(the closest open course not in my back yard,) It's been too long since I've played for real. Its probaly a good thing its only a nine holer because I'll likely just go after work.(and I know I'm out of walking the course shape!)<br /><div><div><div><div>These next two shots are what I look at most,(at least during the important times,)my mirrors. Strange thing about this truck is when your backing up and truning, you see nothing! As you turn the ass end swings sideways to the cab and fills your mirrors. The other side mirrors show only empty space where you've already been.(if there was somthing there, its gone now!)(hope it was a wabbit!)(hehehe!)Even strait behind is a 15ft. wide blind spot, so you just look at what will be behind you. If you time it right, by turning while you can see the spot where you want to be<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJpy174NHQE3hlLYePijxep4onBfLYSW-F4mmMbzasfqGp9-Ca7Qkx4T2FtYfHGHgYV0PPuCFCmoMSw0X4-oIcfQbYs9cey1RsAJJgedHubx82Vhb7MLnftHhcMzNaU4uzbS7_gkk0iU0y/s1600/pov10.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 77px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465337586410693554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJpy174NHQE3hlLYePijxep4onBfLYSW-F4mmMbzasfqGp9-Ca7Qkx4T2FtYfHGHgYV0PPuCFCmoMSw0X4-oIcfQbYs9cey1RsAJJgedHubx82Vhb7MLnftHhcMzNaU4uzbS7_gkk0iU0y/s200/pov10.jpg" /></a>,(and keeping it in one of the mirrors,)you'll end up o.k. The loader gives you a good aim point, and will start dumping when your in the correct spot. Also the dozer is a good target, he likes it right in frount of his blade,(the closer the better, don't worry he'll get out of the way!)The first day he confused the hell out of me with some vage hand gestors, and sweeping arm motions. Finally I just jumped down,(well I took the first two steps then jumped down, I'm not as young as I used to be you know!)and asked him just where he wanted it. Its better to ask then dump 30 tons in the wrong spot!</div><div>I hope it rains it self out this week end, I want to re-retire from painting. Tomorrow(friday!)I'll finish the new office/storage room/litter box area, that used to be the coal truck weigh station, as well as the new lunch room, that used to be a old office.(When we where cleaning it out, we found a old record player/radio/8-track cabinet that had to have been there since 1975! Judging from the wide assortment of classic discoish titles.)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0zl2WHuaE_mCkFSKr5NtaK_AfCrm2SLLI7BhdTVnXHPiPUbl1jCrQKvlVpe4BskfWSRbt_HLU7x7gG3WOTJhdrpJMHEaM8VC5c6uAsifz9uujUetmF7MbPBk9RF5_5Xl_e9YyksRUG-QM/s1600/pov11.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 90px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465337586012829218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0zl2WHuaE_mCkFSKr5NtaK_AfCrm2SLLI7BhdTVnXHPiPUbl1jCrQKvlVpe4BskfWSRbt_HLU7x7gG3WOTJhdrpJMHEaM8VC5c6uAsifz9uujUetmF7MbPBk9RF5_5Xl_e9YyksRUG-QM/s200/pov11.jpg" /></a><br /><br />This last shot is of the last load of the day. Just a load of rocks found in amonst the clay. One rock was half the buckett size, or about as big across as your dinning room table, with the optional leaf! so not the kind of thing I'd want in the fairway any ways.(dont look for that rock in this picture, it must have got loaded while I was dumping.)</div><div>Bachelor tip for any day; When your feeling old, up is too far to get, and over is too far to bend. So a helpful hint is too have a rolling chair and put your beer in the door of your fridge. That way you can just roll on by and grab the handle, spin your self into a graceful stop and grab a tasty reward for being so squave!(unfortunatly for me my kitchen floor is still an inch lower then this room, so any attempt at squaveness would result in a full on face plant followed by the inevitable getting up!)</div><div>Now we come to the end of this blog, and as we talked about stuff from today, we are offically all caught up! No more will we have to play the time travel shuffle board shell game(?) No sir, now we're all on the same page. Take the time to look at the map below, if you click on it it gets bigger.(sorry guys, it only works with pictures.) This is a course I can't wait to play, even if I wasn't working there...But I Am! (HaHaHA!)(that was my happy laugh, it only sounds strange cause it hasn't been heard in a while.) Have a great week, next post in may! I've been bloggin now for almost 1 year! Latter DufferKev.</div><div>.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465336843993292386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHNEFs7KD5BMhAVFg5RQewwFqVvwYs7B1n0RV4HFTv8JADuKHO8HxkVUX44H2-aOQoVT6hcFk9qHh-oVH7czLpmdmK4TyCenwOjDtiMFLqECt6oYOYcME_4o1r0as2lylVbRUWH1J2gODu/s400/coal-creek-golf-master-plan-lg.jpg" /></div><div><div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><div><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-30589960649660750312010-04-22T16:13:00.000-07:002010-04-22T19:28:26.666-07:00Best week EVER!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7MqXkaNWK64-HFAMOkJweTNBE_V6Ie8VB5kFvIcc7R9ZoFUL8d31u0hAjUAYLtw54gPYM0isaxKGvC9YNVT-BYK6m5xZxvMq-9koArJ6SpohY7vHGXlLebDF_6nJ-PAgo0WYydirxjfTf/s1600/bannerball.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463108171734131106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7MqXkaNWK64-HFAMOkJweTNBE_V6Ie8VB5kFvIcc7R9ZoFUL8d31u0hAjUAYLtw54gPYM0isaxKGvC9YNVT-BYK6m5xZxvMq-9koArJ6SpohY7vHGXlLebDF_6nJ-PAgo0WYydirxjfTf/s400/bannerball.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-X1GBGDHQfy_puaivGS8EmHo9bLWK5qW1R50906R8Vshh7DZecCop6XfqTcdzO7gFNMlUeBJfG6TEOqrP0Rh4rzITnpTf-IWqcCJkfR2KtQC4faCifIokcoj_NSWLWlnqxbiyspcxg_SE/s1600/easter_golf.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463108926869965234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-X1GBGDHQfy_puaivGS8EmHo9bLWK5qW1R50906R8Vshh7DZecCop6XfqTcdzO7gFNMlUeBJfG6TEOqrP0Rh4rzITnpTf-IWqcCJkfR2KtQC4faCifIokcoj_NSWLWlnqxbiyspcxg_SE/s200/easter_golf.jpg" /></a>Good day all, as the title above notes, this has been one of my best weeks ever!(even though it started out with me raking doggie doo!)(but only on monday,)(hi Lyn!) Unfortunately for you, we're still on last weeks blog,(although we'll still try to make it intresting, o.k.?)(O.k.!) So this week I'll write about last week, then next week, I'll get to this week,(or I could try to slipp in a week an a half, then we'll all catch up quicker!)</div><div>The banner shot is of one of my lost, then found golf balls, remember last blog when I was telling you of my half golf game, half easter egg hunt thingy? Well I had placed three styro foam targets out in the alfalfa field behind my trailer, and started hitting balls out at them,(its been awhile you know,) Now the plan was to hit about 10 balls at the first target, then find them all, chip to within ten feet of target one, then hit all ten balls to target two. Lets just say after the long, long, cold, winter...well to be fair I can't be sure how many balls I started off with...so I can't for sure say exactly how many I lost...but it wasn't pretty! I hit at least 12 balls, it was down to about 8 by the time I was off to the second hole, then 6. I did find most of them later, one was down a gopher hole, and as you can see from the banner, they kind of disapear! I have<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6h-KZ0r8OPkwORRtholKSBqEuWopHIPr6Q-5gJwSNz5ZTUOLTiQVRCsWXGR2alt0kwbTeewBfRMMvgclqLuseGBajzYj0H9gW3A8FR5fW8zA7seA8rB1VR6ZF42OEEQemJTyVUx_njk_x/s1600/bfridge.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 182px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463107971254575234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6h-KZ0r8OPkwORRtholKSBqEuWopHIPr6Q-5gJwSNz5ZTUOLTiQVRCsWXGR2alt0kwbTeewBfRMMvgclqLuseGBajzYj0H9gW3A8FR5fW8zA7seA8rB1VR6ZF42OEEQemJTyVUx_njk_x/s200/bfridge.jpg" /></a> since refined the game,(see bottem of blogg...or better yet, just read your way down there!) and now I hit only one ball at a time, its much easier to remember witch mole hill your ball is hidden behind if you only hit one at at time. </div><div>Not sure why this pictures in here, except I'm a man,(damit!)and I think it looks cool! Saddly my fridges looks way differnt now.(yeah, a differnt brand of beer was on super sale, oh and I got two jars of pickles, plus a loaf of bread in there. Fret not, theres still plenty of room for beer.)</div><div>Well I'm sure your all wondering, my Mom and her classic country station were right. We got the snow! Unfortunately, along with the snow came 90kmph winds!(not just gusts either, it was like 4<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEs4HB4QPijd14Us0o45vPXTwOdH0_PwIaVE-RPUK24M7tpndAiR2EfwOfLXDrZgl9Tjkb3fmkR_EVsF4Wjye0WCPH-qn0iZzMGaG_6aULuZnQ9SGpfOJO4Cgh0CXqiHfIMGBrMESbVkAA/s1600/snowbank1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 124px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463107608844630610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEs4HB4QPijd14Us0o45vPXTwOdH0_PwIaVE-RPUK24M7tpndAiR2EfwOfLXDrZgl9Tjkb3fmkR_EVsF4Wjye0WCPH-qn0iZzMGaG_6aULuZnQ9SGpfOJO4Cgh0CXqiHfIMGBrMESbVkAA/s200/snowbank1.jpg" /></a> days of 70-90kmph winds, crazy!) Its no joke to say Sask. got our snow, they did. What little snow we got was all piled next to fences, in huge drifts. The second shot is of my Moms front steps, and front doggie yard. One of her little poms ran up the snow bank, and over the other side,(to freedom!)then didn't know what to do, just kind of stood there with a dumb look on its face.(trust me, I know the feeling!)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh59Vl4tgmLCyse-AS6eKZgiq5i1brEI5dRJGWwhMf-45ATMqYcdfl30QvUqKG_Hc0TlPt9LzFrix5pLkr0pGEupsFGufq9CLLeiBSkTAs2P0ng3T4DLHdxE_qS_IYyoIm6c9rKGOdd_ejw/s1600/snowbank2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 92px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463107600790110274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh59Vl4tgmLCyse-AS6eKZgiq5i1brEI5dRJGWwhMf-45ATMqYcdfl30QvUqKG_Hc0TlPt9LzFrix5pLkr0pGEupsFGufq9CLLeiBSkTAs2P0ng3T4DLHdxE_qS_IYyoIm6c9rKGOdd_ejw/s200/snowbank2.jpg" /></a></div><div><br />If you notice all the black coal dust in the snow,(remember last blogg, I knew I was bringing up that dust for a reason!)that stuff really travels on a strong breeze!(in a land so windy as this, anything can be a breeze after 4 days!)<br />After<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3DkmyrlSeFJCkrdw6_paNLWJYiCB_HnY6loqyhy3WhZxA1HqBC1h9md2vvnbSyU2ogIzUDsoO5859u0xJwQcN6wMDed-kLnWzl3Z10O1zhR7udx4T8gvQ-uqwxPvwCX35dvHR1FPCGvCo/s1600/grass!.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 161px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463107593901937474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3DkmyrlSeFJCkrdw6_paNLWJYiCB_HnY6loqyhy3WhZxA1HqBC1h9md2vvnbSyU2ogIzUDsoO5859u0xJwQcN6wMDed-kLnWzl3Z10O1zhR7udx4T8gvQ-uqwxPvwCX35dvHR1FPCGvCo/s200/grass!.jpg" /></a> the wind died down, we did get a bit of really wet snow, and look! green grass! this was taken in my front yard, not off gooogle. (of course now there is lots more, but lets just conentrate on last week, shall we?)<br /><br /><div>Last weekend,(see more last week stuff, this is easy if we try!) my Mom and I went to the 7th annual Log home and Cabin show, in the same place as the motor cycle show and the golf show, it may seem like I go to a lot of shows...(I guess I don't have a good answer to that one.) Any ways, this was a good show for anyone into wood,(wood is good!) The following is a trip down some of my favorite stuff there. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxI6JAE2U3HlOCzOJU4P-rzBwyClddyvISq7XQPUKBAoKXLDegMAoy3y5Xb3b7fNCvoTUnTixWykgNcT_j0Cw6ZU2LrGjP8esyOTHYZ6ugRPk8DWnmX3g2JXUKJQV-vqc47DtOrMH8aikn/s1600/momonbench.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 119px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463107063217020130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxI6JAE2U3HlOCzOJU4P-rzBwyClddyvISq7XQPUKBAoKXLDegMAoy3y5Xb3b7fNCvoTUnTixWykgNcT_j0Cw6ZU2LrGjP8esyOTHYZ6ugRPk8DWnmX3g2JXUKJQV-vqc47DtOrMH8aikn/s200/momonbench.jpg" /></a><br />Shot number one; This one is of my Mom, sitting on a cool bench, with a neat draggon fly carved into it. The detail was burned into the wood. Bench, probably not confortable for too long, but left no splinters!<br /><div></div><div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhP-6hu6wmsAJTt7a6o49W8Cwi-2o5_jGTlhuPsIk1XjDsxOnO-PO2TFuJi-EmOYXrYORKpYZ3vhqdrU0knmhBeD_vHJ3pgNTWu03qS-u1yPUg6fXxVJl_L8gcVpllPV5oXi2yxvRyxmaN/s1600/stufferwood.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 96px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463107057331804722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhP-6hu6wmsAJTt7a6o49W8Cwi-2o5_jGTlhuPsIk1XjDsxOnO-PO2TFuJi-EmOYXrYORKpYZ3vhqdrU0knmhBeD_vHJ3pgNTWu03qS-u1yPUg6fXxVJl_L8gcVpllPV5oXi2yxvRyxmaN/s200/stufferwood.jpg" /></a>On to the second intresting thing. Did you know they insulate logs now? Well they do! There where three differnt examples of logs either hollowed out and insulation stuffed in, or logs split in half and sandwitched,(uuuuummmmmmm...sandwitched....)around a core of insulation. So the best of both worlds is achived!<br /><br /><br /><div><div><br /><br /><br />This picture is of a mostly built log home in the center of the exibit hall.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioc_KjO_pvqGgp5eJeVlXhPeMhJHi9XpcXxH9gHc9zuIxt2DO_8ydw73XacGahRtX4V07wk9A70hsM3BlfK06CV1iEzAov0qcGQZtSC2nTE216HFem6MXIYd_CdSzp7jUbuW1bnbjH8tup/s1600/wood2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 154px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463107046733791698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioc_KjO_pvqGgp5eJeVlXhPeMhJHi9XpcXxH9gHc9zuIxt2DO_8ydw73XacGahRtX4V07wk9A70hsM3BlfK06CV1iEzAov0qcGQZtSC2nTE216HFem6MXIYd_CdSzp7jUbuW1bnbjH8tup/s200/wood2.jpg" /></a></div><div>Not much more to say about this one, I like it! Its imposing, very grandious, almost gothic.(hhhmmm, its getting windy here agien, might rain tonight, good thing we're still in last week, nice and sunny then, and hot too, 6 days in a row of over 20* , the last time that happend was in 1916, so thats nice, hold onto that then...)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2GCRUS0J2OrMqHOZ_xoX8PPHbrpUTp-F2zxuf7oLoUzOSMECBeJp5Geb9pqdt4MZBMDKMil2rbhIiUtHqmSc1SUFm6ZOhD0g1xV9OEJ_P_4hdgb0_i5vKx2XzRhx0tbBrmNNCj2N0I0EV/s1600/wood1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463106642406679282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2GCRUS0J2OrMqHOZ_xoX8PPHbrpUTp-F2zxuf7oLoUzOSMECBeJp5Geb9pqdt4MZBMDKMil2rbhIiUtHqmSc1SUFm6ZOhD0g1xV9OEJ_P_4hdgb0_i5vKx2XzRhx0tbBrmNNCj2N0I0EV/s200/wood1.jpg" /></a>This was another nice one, very symetrical. The cool thing about this one was, the inside was unfinished, what you see "through" the windows, is a sticker on the windows! Sweet! I need one of those for my truck, of a clean truck inside, or maybe a hot chick, so when I break down, maybe some one will stop for me instead of pretending to be on the phone and thinking I'm just parked looking at the dead weeds in the ditch!<br /><div></div><div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTARWa8iRpIA44ZJrX32wvUR-xGSE7xFIY43eYBC9qbQqsvsRp-6woBbeVVTFgIvYta01sB8dPPCnQLk0l32Ph3sHVEG9IST_uBJUPeYrNbRoUEQIf4OKG41GUi2KtHoDesK1EatgNUb1d/s1600/shudders.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463106637877449794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTARWa8iRpIA44ZJrX32wvUR-xGSE7xFIY43eYBC9qbQqsvsRp-6woBbeVVTFgIvYta01sB8dPPCnQLk0l32Ph3sHVEG9IST_uBJUPeYrNbRoUEQIf4OKG41GUi2KtHoDesK1EatgNUb1d/s200/shudders.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Now this one I took because I really liked the double jointed hinge thing.(I'm note sure why, I know I had my reasons at the time...but...maybe it was the metal, or the medievil look about them? All I do know is if I had them, I'd pinch my fingers in there daily! Or that uncerimonial wack to the fore head when the second hindge opens when your only expecting the first! I don't know why I'd like such dangerous things, maybe I'll think about it...the next time I'm running with sicciors!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMRsc2Lcd1PTfXXKbWUMLHm8uRpGhNt2qEdZdRGbwTIcZL6tO-BiXIfO8XHNvglGC3DG9-PQvdQy2xWG8w4nZ9SaYYYqhyphenhyphenQuYDOMbPjDA-wuz5Wbt5dOuXEtVyCnQSKY-cie2Ow-lRuZYo/s1600/cooltable2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 110px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463106211890465922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMRsc2Lcd1PTfXXKbWUMLHm8uRpGhNt2qEdZdRGbwTIcZL6tO-BiXIfO8XHNvglGC3DG9-PQvdQy2xWG8w4nZ9SaYYYqhyphenhyphenQuYDOMbPjDA-wuz5Wbt5dOuXEtVyCnQSKY-cie2Ow-lRuZYo/s200/cooltable2.jpg" /></a><br />O.k., now were into the cool table section of the show, this is a piece of wood, that someone found, wiped the dirt off, varnished, stuck three(or four, I don't recall,)legs on, then tried to sell me for like 2 grand! I mean I do like the shape, and color, but I have varnish, and dirty wood so if I really had the room for such a thing, then I'd have to do it my self!<br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGQNi_gM3sfyE9kAhgL_Iutvm79j8idzcgAK0Tb8t7BXsg4J5yFb4mXD52tgeTxADPwPFOWvBknQO3nA8GprH2pvEQAtFMdJnSy7o3_FeEE1Ky6ELC-69Jj4MPGZWLyDw9Q-VXgLvzgeaM/s1600/cooltable.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 146px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463106207184620546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGQNi_gM3sfyE9kAhgL_Iutvm79j8idzcgAK0Tb8t7BXsg4J5yFb4mXD52tgeTxADPwPFOWvBknQO3nA8GprH2pvEQAtFMdJnSy7o3_FeEE1Ky6ELC-69Jj4MPGZWLyDw9Q-VXgLvzgeaM/s200/cooltable.jpg" /></a><br />This next table is in the vain of "Punkys tree of woe"(editors note: see last Novembers Bloggs for details.) This is a upside down tree, cut flat, with a nice piece of glass, and a fat price tag to boot, don't these people realilize that people like me have more time then money, and will come to these shows to seal ideas. If I make this table, the most expencive part will be the ticket to get into the show to steal the idea to make this table,(well that and parking!)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSwhgKch8_YNWegP3wcshfPlOW1iZDxlTRmv9jAxPKEyVaIU709jixw5hPdicCYvhq-OZ3pOJyz_5Xt8Px2wU1gma8c7Ow5QLT42nzOz_jwqri1x1JBKmdca7LpsgyFoN_-OZGkVoPpS3s/s1600/cooldresser.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 137px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463106204062937570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSwhgKch8_YNWegP3wcshfPlOW1iZDxlTRmv9jAxPKEyVaIU709jixw5hPdicCYvhq-OZ3pOJyz_5Xt8Px2wU1gma8c7Ow5QLT42nzOz_jwqri1x1JBKmdca7LpsgyFoN_-OZGkVoPpS3s/s200/cooldresser.jpg" /></a>I really like the look of this dresser, I like the differnt colors all blending together(just like those Benetton ads!...go ahead and gooogle it, its under united colors of Benetton,...trust me its real!... ah never mind.) I dont care for all the cutsie crap on the top, or the sticks for handles, but for the over all I like it!<br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAv0515cKrhqxhpzQa_IvpZjgNJBMEY50kjA-655ShsA8M4A-4iFgEjAq8o3WS-OfWB5TA2A5ONcxMQ45_to1OMOsBv45_CThlGda8m0NA-ZuGiO5XorJpoReQ68ux2boy7iMH_uzcruj6/s1600/coolbed.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 164px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463105822292292130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAv0515cKrhqxhpzQa_IvpZjgNJBMEY50kjA-655ShsA8M4A-4iFgEjAq8o3WS-OfWB5TA2A5ONcxMQ45_to1OMOsBv45_CThlGda8m0NA-ZuGiO5XorJpoReQ68ux2boy7iMH_uzcruj6/s200/coolbed.jpg" /></a><br />The bed, what can I say about the bed...it reminds me of the bed in the corner of the old hunters cabin, you know the one, where the young couple gets lost in the woods, and they stop to asks for a phone, and its like, "No man, don't go in there." But they go in any ways, and he's like chopped up right aways, and stuffed in a old gas powered frige or somthing, and shes chained to the bed for like 3 years untill she dies baring his monsterous offspring...ahhh...maybe you didn't see that movie...nice bed...very homey...like the rustic feel...oh com'on you had to have seen that movie, its on every weekend in some form or another, about 3am.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicOsZzSUBLZD8FAjCvQkLDXIupO603OfAbftVgkLECaUmESTWhvU0Ce7tPZYyQf4w6EYr7rTotaHtnw1RPvXTzHTIZbCGhX_gLYUjkKxMzoaty-PHtpZzWxBN4mx5l_BV7jlvxNng1NnlN/s1600/beav.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463105815581817778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicOsZzSUBLZD8FAjCvQkLDXIupO603OfAbftVgkLECaUmESTWhvU0Ce7tPZYyQf4w6EYr7rTotaHtnw1RPvXTzHTIZbCGhX_gLYUjkKxMzoaty-PHtpZzWxBN4mx5l_BV7jlvxNng1NnlN/s200/beav.jpg" /></a> O.k. last shot from the Log cabin show, then we can get on to the "Gopher golf" segment!(for those of you who havent already skipped ahead that is.) This one I like for the "opppps" factor alone.(I mean I like it for the art reason too, and cause its very Canadian etc. but for dramatic effect, we'll focus on the "opppps" factor for now.) Like lets say Micholageo here sneezes while he chiseling(?)(chainsawing?) this little beavers nose. "Opppps" Now what? "O.K. Boys, we're gonna need you to move this wall back 2 feet agien...Sorry, my bad." Or maybe they didn't trim the ones above, so like he could just cut the broken beaver off and carve a chipmonk, scampering up the side of the house, and if that got messed up, maybe an wise old owl on the top log or somthing? Agien all the black was burned on.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxctBQReu8PgXPaNBvuziOpspGCaNd5r9Zw9B9tlmIjbV96vrXONaDQGfeg3I1OfHFynFQDjkg5mCeXJ2TvrO96LmjlgT-rMD5mK5B5njecfTJdwVryoUjkZuaWh3w3iv9gVse-1NJL7KU/s1600/gophier.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463105379753728786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxctBQReu8PgXPaNBvuziOpspGCaNd5r9Zw9B9tlmIjbV96vrXONaDQGfeg3I1OfHFynFQDjkg5mCeXJ2TvrO96LmjlgT-rMD5mK5B5njecfTJdwVryoUjkZuaWh3w3iv9gVse-1NJL7KU/s200/gophier.jpg" /></a><br />All righty then, time for Gopher golf! This is for all those who are missing the "fuzzy creatures on the ground below" bit. Its been quite some times since I got a good shot of a bunny or rodent of some kind.(and this one hardly qualifies as good, but gophers are a lot harder to shoot then some semi-tame course bunny, probaly cause they get shot at for real or somthing.)<br /><div><br />I decided I needed some flags for my back yard "course", you know to make it feel more real. Hitting to a vague target over<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglchr41mIt8DJPuYD65FB_jAihxazXgNHI83tn9UxEaO8iH84FjvuympK3A5XcLOYb7ZVsbcatYQF6BMuu9jOyZghDOBGvTpwupCJFoi-nAofh8U1NyJ7_aKNv3TEoxPLT-TshzrfVSTc4/s1600/flags1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 127px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463105188946863378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglchr41mIt8DJPuYD65FB_jAihxazXgNHI83tn9UxEaO8iH84FjvuympK3A5XcLOYb7ZVsbcatYQF6BMuu9jOyZghDOBGvTpwupCJFoi-nAofh8U1NyJ7_aKNv3TEoxPLT-TshzrfVSTc4/s200/flags1.jpg" /></a> there some where, was just not cutting it. So in my DIY style, I made some flags. The bodies are straping and the flags are Tyvek home wrap,(I had a home rap once, my DJ got drive by'ed with a nail gun from a white cube van!)(sorry, it was funny in my head.) held on with that red tape stuff. I think after the flags are lost in the next area tornado, the red tape will still be fine. Great stuff, I should have made the whole flag out of it, but its hard to paint! Speaking of paint, I went with the ground marker orange, to bad it was almost empty, but the black stripes cover the gaps nicely.<br /><div><br />Remember a while back, when Punky was pulling the old boat behind his pickup? Well after the boat was totaled, some how it ended up behind our<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCvgiUuUhXnfUdp0qxoCjhoGnUYoXf1b8RWCA3XbSoaR-13_q4nDW-CDjB278upB6Fcrf3SUtoevuzvkepMgKV7pDGxDtmKYJodBjbbMyc3ik9XOmFTW-057-_QC15h0aqablJPDbfgRNR/s1600/hole1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 159px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463104772229008722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCvgiUuUhXnfUdp0qxoCjhoGnUYoXf1b8RWCA3XbSoaR-13_q4nDW-CDjB278upB6Fcrf3SUtoevuzvkepMgKV7pDGxDtmKYJodBjbbMyc3ik9XOmFTW-057-_QC15h0aqablJPDbfgRNR/s200/hole1.jpg" /></a> place. Now enter the crazy wind phaze, and the boat is out in my course! Must have flew over 65 feet! So now instead of a water hazard, well you get the idea.</div><div>One of the cool features about the Tyvek flags is like on the moon, they stand stiff, even with no breeze.(when is there no breeze here?) So the stripy flag is tee box #1 and hole #3 all in one. I just play one ball at a time now, and the last time I was out, with my Mom,(she said she shot a 12, but with no score card, its hard to tell if thats a good round or not.) I found 2 extra balls on the first hole!(only problem is with no one else playing the course, the lost balls were mine to begin with, even my Mom would'nt lost a couple for me to find.) </div><div>I has named this sport gopher golf, and I really hope it helps my short game. If nothing else, I should be good from the rough!(the really, really rough, rough that is.)<br /><br /></div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt9Db00piHBeFKwqKFhiER8pYGQAEGQHk7fIiB9EeTohSWOn5PdGW-07AqH6DowUMViMt8t0ODl-YZBjZHkPS9VXc8IvJFOuQPmqoIamVkYQCQZ78MHGjbthGQWuP875mYXklzjLnSiNg6/s1600/handed.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 172px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463104765252890946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt9Db00piHBeFKwqKFhiER8pYGQAEGQHk7fIiB9EeTohSWOn5PdGW-07AqH6DowUMViMt8t0ODl-YZBjZHkPS9VXc8IvJFOuQPmqoIamVkYQCQZ78MHGjbthGQWuP875mYXklzjLnSiNg6/s200/handed.jpg" /></a><br />If there must be a tip for today, let it be this. Let the industrial orange spray paint dry for at least a while longer before you try to jam the flags into the hard, hard ground. O.k., thats it for last week, cant wait for the next weeks blog to tell you about this week! Hope you have a great one, Later, DufferKev.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-949401360443633822010-04-07T15:24:00.000-07:002010-04-07T18:25:54.752-07:00Spring...it has SPRUNG!!?<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCMZn_88lodYdIwzGT6Oi6_fJVjsQMKSWggHnJJUoVbGRIEj5URcTO_BOpOYmNdIveD4BnVeTxu-gUUWzTG4UoEBM-v2SDyZo_dF4tdltsv3ajTHdhyphenhyphenHzao5v8J44Ug4lguYXTj9SaP9Rp/s1600/crap+banner.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 86px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457529356317538322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCMZn_88lodYdIwzGT6Oi6_fJVjsQMKSWggHnJJUoVbGRIEj5URcTO_BOpOYmNdIveD4BnVeTxu-gUUWzTG4UoEBM-v2SDyZo_dF4tdltsv3ajTHdhyphenhyphenHzao5v8J44Ug4lguYXTj9SaP9Rp/s400/crap+banner.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>Well hello agien...is any one still there? Seams like just last week I was writing one of these, but turns out it was Jan. 23, WoW! where does the time go?(keep reading and you'll find out where some of my time went!)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ8-K8URDNsNobcBujOvI1LV-MYmZ4gJdjiY28wbaDd_PdQTiXcHR9ae6zF0K29vAdDyXHDgIIgUPMZ8Sy7cG4LFvkrpSQMdZPZFNCJmSyTjhamQW3bJ4iMrhAlasci9G7H_GEkWM6k3vB/s1600/5723901_s.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457528912239516018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ8-K8URDNsNobcBujOvI1LV-MYmZ4gJdjiY28wbaDd_PdQTiXcHR9ae6zF0K29vAdDyXHDgIIgUPMZ8Sy7cG4LFvkrpSQMdZPZFNCJmSyTjhamQW3bJ4iMrhAlasci9G7H_GEkWM6k3vB/s400/5723901_s.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4A-Gu7aJYJtQ09Wzloiil7kk_HX89Duwg8xridjAcdTbdI9krrjgVWe4_kenJeB0xhp-9QoM6IfOXsZAOQt_Ywf7J7E1PKJ3Mz3CLIukWaJeAMHaGjUZ_BRVOxK0MpZhT7gUb-qvASLh9/s1600/5723901_s.jpg"></a>Speaking of time, its spring time!(although my Mom, and the radio,(her station, not mine!)keep saying its still going to snow this weekend...I,(and my station,)hope only for a good rain. We sure could use a good long rain, the snows barly melted and already the fire ban is on. This spring feels better then my last 20 or so have. The differnts being, in Vancouver, the winter rain changes to a nice warm spring rain, and after a few beers, and the front nine at your favorite course...you don't<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD4CGhlAdJORbGKz7zUJiYteyX9Q6ZVHhHFRHxg8hEo08C54Y_z-qfZ1XfVnoFWdRdDqtgsshtpMcsXgsK8ycy2NdRzqBABRpg4weieWjnjJzM-0_NY_lLga5Vbx6UG1_mbu92kaRNrnlJ/s1600/now.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 129px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457528177504202514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD4CGhlAdJORbGKz7zUJiYteyX9Q6ZVHhHFRHxg8hEo08C54Y_z-qfZ1XfVnoFWdRdDqtgsshtpMcsXgsK8ycy2NdRzqBABRpg4weieWjnjJzM-0_NY_lLga5Vbx6UG1_mbu92kaRNrnlJ/s200/now.jpg" /></a> even know(care)its raining! This <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS3D4i82HCB7rbbDC7SKB2OD1_4vKAhsG40Pv4fp9rSU8-3_hrPMK9OHwwo4FxpNX5u4JdCnVZruQl20UqTa03Ha_rQlLParU2rfMcNJZx570ncZL-DYZliZvmKWOI8_5iq3HqG4xNoeSt/s1600/then.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 135px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457527957269667666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS3D4i82HCB7rbbDC7SKB2OD1_4vKAhsG40Pv4fp9rSU8-3_hrPMK9OHwwo4FxpNX5u4JdCnVZruQl20UqTa03Ha_rQlLParU2rfMcNJZx570ncZL-DYZliZvmKWOI8_5iq3HqG4xNoeSt/s200/then.jpg" /></a>year, the snow,(and angry guards,)have kept me off the courses all together, but now spring is here!(HA Ha) The wintery inches of snow melting away to reviel...dead, brown, dried up stuff every where!(we need rain, rain=green, green=golf, golf=sane kev!)<br /><div><br />The shot on the left is Febuary,(I think...)and the one on the right is today, not enough snow in the left for there to be any green in the right! But I sure am enjoying the big blue sunny Alberta skies!<br /><br /><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcgn_i5oYMMGB2Y8iixnHjCA0vbRn0v4y5Iq7pcbE-V4wx4ophxytKNC4lzkd9vO4TwMKy0h8riBWpD_agjqa42zcoE714BcWU-QT5Z4AGkyB1cgyjSXoycLOAt37hn2yOtp4HbUwDFePy/s1600/holland_tiger_the_driver.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457527956565837714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcgn_i5oYMMGB2Y8iixnHjCA0vbRn0v4y5Iq7pcbE-V4wx4ophxytKNC4lzkd9vO4TwMKy0h8riBWpD_agjqa42zcoE714BcWU-QT5Z4AGkyB1cgyjSXoycLOAt37hn2yOtp4HbUwDFePy/s200/holland_tiger_the_driver.jpg" /></a><br />Is every body ready for the masters? It'll be nice for people to be talking about Tigers other wood for a change!(he he he...I've been saving that one for awhile now.) Its sad that in all this, no one has given any thought to the<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHbp82mxqmTZZuY3QQj0Km87VtZdFhSI07ot1HQN33HJ_gcFTUKmnr_k7hPWXPYYj7EdFzwVcElO1KvaX4Izp3OWRG59L32mlqo_B-tan_oMudvdY18cV8YqzmYs-0ejHJHE-9vpjGPVvI/s1600/TigerWoods_Headcover_a.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 133px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457527593498964786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHbp82mxqmTZZuY3QQj0Km87VtZdFhSI07ot1HQN33HJ_gcFTUKmnr_k7hPWXPYYj7EdFzwVcElO1KvaX4Izp3OWRG59L32mlqo_B-tan_oMudvdY18cV8YqzmYs-0ejHJHE-9vpjGPVvI/s200/TigerWoods_Headcover_a.jpg" /></a> little one, life in turmiol, athority figures at each others throats, total house hold chaos, millions lost in future endorsments...but you know I gotta belive Frank will be ok, you know once hes out there, amonst his adoreing fans, fuzzy little Frank will be his old self once agien!(I know thats what I'll be watching for this weekend.) I even heard that Frank would leave Tigers bag if he didn't stop his carousing, but Im not into gossip...so you didn't hear it here first!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmtb5iZ7IOgofPK5ezfTMi6Ok3ElTLwQTHnm7fpnl33-vnXovhPkBW7GQszlfD93wAbUWp7g9teLza9m-HSsqG85Z6irisLvo8ff7HuhtWGdRPpO6Yit7tAgV6xGwrieyKsI-UEFJZJW3w/s1600/beard1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 117px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457526996496362738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmtb5iZ7IOgofPK5ezfTMi6Ok3ElTLwQTHnm7fpnl33-vnXovhPkBW7GQszlfD93wAbUWp7g9teLza9m-HSsqG85Z6irisLvo8ff7HuhtWGdRPpO6Yit7tAgV6xGwrieyKsI-UEFJZJW3w/s200/beard1.jpg" /></a> Now, for your review, a montage of beard. These next few shots are for those of you who either havent seen me for awhile, or have for some phycological reason been blocking out my image,(nice try...but I got through!)<br />While you puruse this gallary of the beard in all its glory, I'll tell you about the shelf full of crap that I moved across the mountins, just to have to build a shelf for here...to collect local dust!(some of the local dust has<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAS3yWcNsvfGx05MU5c8YOM2j3skeLwfQoxtS_mjPztIMjQ8oOL8IttXtOR8sGrCOaHBLku60zJMyFwoy8aUwy3hGp0GgYxMXmJpX93lX9NCt1Qt5gWx7YBiRzVA1utDQ6AJSsDmIkG5LZ/s1600/beard4.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457527589703931890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAS3yWcNsvfGx05MU5c8YOM2j3skeLwfQoxtS_mjPztIMjQ8oOL8IttXtOR8sGrCOaHBLku60zJMyFwoy8aUwy3hGp0GgYxMXmJpX93lX9NCt1Qt5gWx7YBiRzVA1utDQ6AJSsDmIkG5LZ/s200/beard4.jpg" /></a> coal in it, why I bring that up now is a mystery even to me.) On this shelf of crap,(see top banner,) I have a brassish figurine of a Ben Hogan sort of guy, a p-47 thunderbolt, with retractable undercarrage, and detchable bombs! A Todd Bertuzzi bobble head, complete with simulated beard,(or is that coal dust?) My electronic "wax melter", next to that is my capt. Spallding bobble head, from the Rob Zombie classic "house of a thousand corpses" Then a nice big(old)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIj6UhonMm9wAamDhRVpY9hje7jqP3UVfObCgSAeX3TFNMHSUgA3m8SdKSiq5srVb7saHbQ4w72C8sOhoFNlD0goB9u_3d8mUhwuTO0rvWebZQfMp4t9r1Rx8AWbK7e7rxwqzhuIvveFXz/s1600/beard2.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457526993612817074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIj6UhonMm9wAamDhRVpY9hje7jqP3UVfObCgSAeX3TFNMHSUgA3m8SdKSiq5srVb7saHbQ4w72C8sOhoFNlD0goB9u_3d8mUhwuTO0rvWebZQfMp4t9r1Rx8AWbK7e7rxwqzhuIvveFXz/s200/beard2.JPG" /></a>bottle of Fiddlers Elbow,(may not even be drinkable any more, but I'm sure some cold winters night,(this weekend?)I'll resort to it. Next is Finn, cunucks mascot, I know I'm not there any more, but I'll still cheer for the nucks come play offs!(with no Alberta choice of course!) Next on the tour, is my scales of dissapointment,(reads about 7 right now), the Increable Hulk, and another as yet untapped source of desperation beer, Hobgoblin, a sneaky beer, kind of creaps up on you. Now we come to Buddy Christ, I had him for like 3 years before I even knew it was from a movie, I just thought,"He he, thats sacralisious!" Then another "wax melter"(just incase the first one<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4GICu7fiPAGhl07na_uE8gFRV8Q4Cr3ZV-FXcoZB-A6kkM6ahD3VBTmA74sQZ8GXXp2u85H3RsVG2Q0wUMxsK4_2h_BYKebmbD1uozbzt_xmXsUkqUzSERLx_E674qoH7TPMheAZOD-VB/s1600/beard3.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 140px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457538881821867490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4GICu7fiPAGhl07na_uE8gFRV8Q4Cr3ZV-FXcoZB-A6kkM6ahD3VBTmA74sQZ8GXXp2u85H3RsVG2Q0wUMxsK4_2h_BYKebmbD1uozbzt_xmXsUkqUzSERLx_E674qoH7TPMheAZOD-VB/s200/beard3.jpg" /></a> breaks I guess.) Next is a stuffed golfer bear,(fuzzy putter, its just fun to say!)and Fozzie Bear dressed as an all star goalie,(thank you very much mcdonalds, they allways know what the world needs!) have you had enough yet? started skimming ahead to see when this dribble ends? don't blame you one bit. Any ways, next is my Jason bobble head, from the classic Freddy vs. Jason. Not making the banner,(as my shelf is wider then my lens,) is a figurine of lt. comander Data, a small, indoor, styrofoam, radio controlled helicopter, an aluminum beer bottle of Kick from Molsons, the only beer I've heard of with caffine! what a fine idea for those early tee times! Saddly, like most of my favorites, this was a limited time offer.(only because you people didn't buy it, Im only one man, they couldn't keep making it just for me you know.) (Really I drank as much as I could.) (I think I did more then my bit on this one...so, its your fault, there I've said it...probably your fault they canceled the McRibs too! ok, ok, I've said my piece, back to the boring tour.) Last item(of note)on the shelf of crap, is a large golf ball full of scotch whiskey. There are small planes and beer glasses but really thats it! whew!</div><div> So have you had enough time to soak in the beard? Do you have that image of me ingrained in your long term memory? Good, now forget it, because this is what I look like now!(like right now, same shirt and every thing.)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg32O4hbQNQcoIg_jqQtMcpQAdPNHD1TTjpXYtChihqdFK65J7h29RsVBlGL0hc6uZgVOWO3cSMv3TGZGbUeScrT4UrLpvO1_VgkGgl02hjcwpoQYo6jz-BDvUY9ZaoxEapnyuQIGZ8Ymi7/s1600/no+beard1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 154px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457527207031205682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg32O4hbQNQcoIg_jqQtMcpQAdPNHD1TTjpXYtChihqdFK65J7h29RsVBlGL0hc6uZgVOWO3cSMv3TGZGbUeScrT4UrLpvO1_VgkGgl02hjcwpoQYo6jz-BDvUY9ZaoxEapnyuQIGZ8Ymi7/s200/no+beard1.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibua-m46FNybyyjlowpjp4gzhqVncNS1ZxNTIWF5OhnTvt24TIL8NwdlyJW2etQ7V7p02gZEBIHB9lti2sUH9sP3flSCObYSBbLqI2lqF5TaFrNgPN4xI20tYe241LLd6FawPiq3mPYB-_/s1600/no+beard2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 156px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457526173573332802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibua-m46FNybyyjlowpjp4gzhqVncNS1ZxNTIWF5OhnTvt24TIL8NwdlyJW2etQ7V7p02gZEBIHB9lti2sUH9sP3flSCObYSBbLqI2lqF5TaFrNgPN4xI20tYe241LLd6FawPiq3mPYB-_/s200/no+beard2.jpg" /></a>Even with no beard, still the same bleary eyed, 10am rockstar(wannabe)vacant look on my face, so next shot I tried opening my eyes wider, and now we have the"Oh I just stepped in my own bear trap!"look. At least with the beard there was some distraction going on, now just balding dumpy guy...<br /> So you may ask what could have brought down such a mighty beard? a job. You remember last blog I said it was time to get back to work? Well it took a lot longer to get a job then I had thought, then when I had the job there was no energy left for the blog. Seams my resume needed work,(like me!) so my Mom punched it up a little,(when She was through with it I even needed a staple!)and some how made my lack of direction seam like a renaissonce man, instead of a multy facetted tool. And I scored a job! Now that you wrapped your brain around that one, and are used to that idea...I have no job any more. The only thing the boss and I agreed on was that I should not work there any more!(one of us had to go, and he had seinority...stupid pollitics!) So now I have no job, and no beard! Feel like a snake with a broken leg! I keep stroking the empty air in front of my face. Oh well, at least I stayed employed long enough for two checks, that should tie me over till a Good job comes my way<br /></div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWg4pW45n0634lYuOewLGn7K6gsb-XCDNAV7kw37DhD_UgKXF6dPEi1uFvINAOtxk5a71knEkywZ_RD2ZPBqX6clMtomCDHzwyOcDIeI66WoyAcytsN1p-fCx-7yrxxV719k-Qyg4qrVMc/s1600/shade.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457526165191084834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWg4pW45n0634lYuOewLGn7K6gsb-XCDNAV7kw37DhD_UgKXF6dPEi1uFvINAOtxk5a71knEkywZ_RD2ZPBqX6clMtomCDHzwyOcDIeI66WoyAcytsN1p-fCx-7yrxxV719k-Qyg4qrVMc/s200/shade.jpg" /></a> Now that I have some free time and some money, I'll start working on my house agien. Some things I need, some things I'll do with out. Like curtins, time to dig out the Bacheler tip of the week, if like me your newly renovated home has no place for the old, mouse peed on curtins, so carfully thrown into a heap 4 months earlier, and a window in your computer game room facing the sun, then, my friend, what you need is a slightly stained, spiderman beach towel!(and when the sun shines trough it, it looks just like one of those fancy back lite art thingy's! be the envy of your compound, be the first on your country block to have one of these handy devices! It keeps out sun, scares away common criminals,(and house flies!)and is guaranteed to keep you feeling safe...at least till dark, then sadly, your on your own. </div><div> Well have plenty more to tell, but it'll have to wait till next week,(like my new game, part golf, part easter egg hunt!) yes, I plan to blog in a week instead of 3 months, so I hope you all have a good one, and may golf be with you...amen!(sacralisious agien!) Latter DufferKev.<br /></div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-7659449539635126722010-01-23T11:11:00.000-08:002010-01-23T14:42:40.993-08:00Escape Winter, at the Edmonton MotorCycle Show!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjvdo0PBkGDsHR-hHAfThb8PuEsJndtRGKj8D7w5pOvpk0hctaWLyD6fWcgcVa-DI3jxYvNarUf5xfEk2diNStW5w4FEHFzd9thndv0aVZ-FVpYDclGn4zGVflt7QLzJPqeq74Elu6z3c-/s1600-h/banner.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 196px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430025985925872946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjvdo0PBkGDsHR-hHAfThb8PuEsJndtRGKj8D7w5pOvpk0hctaWLyD6fWcgcVa-DI3jxYvNarUf5xfEk2diNStW5w4FEHFzd9thndv0aVZ-FVpYDclGn4zGVflt7QLzJPqeq74Elu6z3c-/s400/banner.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Op1XHRHZ3zlRdYyEeyEWp6PmYUH7vqektmSBmW1jMrFJLewPA8V4Xrc5Qw5ej7-P-wHhtOykN9iCXry5RwsN1FM5uyVgEnEwWRozJzNZ4PN25a2MTX5JN3U6i_FauF_jbexNPH5WbyGX/s1600-h/kool1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 109px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430025821167008322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Op1XHRHZ3zlRdYyEeyEWp6PmYUH7vqektmSBmW1jMrFJLewPA8V4Xrc5Qw5ej7-P-wHhtOykN9iCXry5RwsN1FM5uyVgEnEwWRozJzNZ4PN25a2MTX5JN3U6i_FauF_jbexNPH5WbyGX/s200/kool1.jpg" /></a> Well Hello all,(gee I'm glad I don't pay by the" L") hope this blog finds you all warm and happy! Today is the last day of my stint as a house sitter/animal caretaker.(I'm being paroled latter today! No it means this is the last day of my Mom's vacation, her and Lyn are flying home soon!)(Sad I know) Now that this is almost over, its time to get a real job, I've done a few side paint jobs,(last one with my brother,)but its time for a real get up earl every morning type of job!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4toDSc685OTu6y5EPqA64D7fPPMgOMMrrf9aeZPZapa0R9QVWvYFJni2kP8ayBEFEhj3J6IKa-8wP37KrjWyfkNo5RkjBXCZsjgzUbxAqeKR4f0QDDfIHWiTBIeC8YrgLK4Xf8qf_nYw1/s1600-h/kool2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 146px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430025571482502450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4toDSc685OTu6y5EPqA64D7fPPMgOMMrrf9aeZPZapa0R9QVWvYFJni2kP8ayBEFEhj3J6IKa-8wP37KrjWyfkNo5RkjBXCZsjgzUbxAqeKR4f0QDDfIHWiTBIeC8YrgLK4Xf8qf_nYw1/s200/kool2.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc7twFz7cib48hRXfeh8zyL5IBlhibsCCAdCeXENA7VxaUC8USHEU58CKvS87Isg7gkvG5pGpIG5blaz8_BYYGGCzDQE_6KQinLJGOncbTZl67Yja-dXGED1nc7Pt6ypNn4JiaiC3EBnqo/s1600-h/kool2.jpg"></a>But thats for another time, right now up here its the heart of winter, so what better time for a motorcycle show?(like a far off light, in the endless darkness, the promise of spring brings new hope to the empty soul...Golf is coming! oh yeah, ridin bikes too.) I havent even worked on my trailer much since my last blog, I sure have filled the lived in parts, where did I get so much crap? But I degress, last friday, my brother Carlin and I went into town for the big show. It was good cheap entertainment, hours spent drooling over things I don't need, for more then I'm worth. Most of the new bikes were set up with a bracket through the hub, so people could safely sit on expencive bikes without the oppps worries, nice!(last thing you <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiARm_8ojoEVOImwINLAC5GCEZpa0f3oPAhiC6VVLUoDN_QKJRszg6OCHCtZs-pMlxJID0iLtDouVStdfnaRAVXxuqsUKudXN2LNImgWj3aqWSxETMiwjofPixali7JspamscrYefEW3kUD/s1600-h/brace1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 154px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430025565630589330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiARm_8ojoEVOImwINLAC5GCEZpa0f3oPAhiC6VVLUoDN_QKJRszg6OCHCtZs-pMlxJID0iLtDouVStdfnaRAVXxuqsUKudXN2LNImgWj3aqWSxETMiwjofPixali7JspamscrYefEW3kUD/s200/brace1.jpg" /></a>want is to drop a bike when they're all set up in such pretty domino rows, hehehe...)<br /><br />And speaking of dropping your bike, there was more on show then just bikes. Heres a happy looking little guy on the frount of a very stylish carbon fiber knee brace! Yes you too can be the cutting edge of hobble fashion with this little number!<br /><div>There are far too many bike shots to have included them all this blog, so maybe I'll have a bike of the week thing untill I've used most of my faverites, but this blog will be all bikes!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijizqk-_dTL07CMSXBCHguVV9o8HOs-IvwefhWVlVdJ9lMCOifuzdL9Ez9diOPEy-AcJa1rQNzmZxqUlNQKCpmYVX-mKVMiFVA3kjUDa-xDWkb3Vs5_uViIx4okS5uUC1hZjG0P33Ivj0p/s1600-h/chief.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430024457443894418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijizqk-_dTL07CMSXBCHguVV9o8HOs-IvwefhWVlVdJ9lMCOifuzdL9Ez9diOPEy-AcJa1rQNzmZxqUlNQKCpmYVX-mKVMiFVA3kjUDa-xDWkb3Vs5_uViIx4okS5uUC1hZjG0P33Ivj0p/s200/chief.jpg" /></a><br />There was some surprizes for me at the show, I've not kept up on bike stuff at all.(No money=No dreams!)<br />Some time ago,(I guess?) the Indian m/c company was bought,(or the rights to the name at least,) and they had some nice bikes there. The Chief, the one on our right, nice bike, feels fat and stable, thats important for an older, fatter guy like me, comfort is king when it comes to bikes for me know.<br /><br /><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCrpIuts4JiQ59cEVAUM1EG2jcy7Tavr8MZ5yXal1LjnI3CDkoHm_XUukQPqBGY_RhyphenhyphenDbLgrmEXc2-p68upMdfihS0ao_PBtukBlF2fEhBAevk4mMaRlxj_JWJ5_qvQ-zk40hVWyK2qe8T/s1600-h/bomber.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430024453108255442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCrpIuts4JiQ59cEVAUM1EG2jcy7Tavr8MZ5yXal1LjnI3CDkoHm_XUukQPqBGY_RhyphenhyphenDbLgrmEXc2-p68upMdfihS0ao_PBtukBlF2fEhBAevk4mMaRlxj_JWJ5_qvQ-zk40hVWyK2qe8T/s200/bomber.jpg" /></a>The other Indian I really liked was the Bomber, they had others, but these two were the style I liked. The Bomber was a limited edition,(of course! the one I really like will be hard to get.) Only 125 made and each one has a pin up looking hand painted girl,(your choice blonde, burnett, or redhead,)to replicate the ww2 bomber nose art. Very cool, and very out of my price range!(who am I kidding, the price of a event hotdog was out of my price range, luckly there was an A&W on the way home, mmmmm, cheap momma burgers!)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVSEe2PtNpT7PuZIAV5nlpEGGZTrKLboA5VhNkK_pGA8XFUvVOSEMzXyn03grzdIidgmwoNr_aCOiEl6P2LxS9z0MYqgbg08s-YEZJyANGpps9qNeCcjPnRh-SCb5pQsCZup85W356Htj1/s1600-h/batbike.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430024442812781490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVSEe2PtNpT7PuZIAV5nlpEGGZTrKLboA5VhNkK_pGA8XFUvVOSEMzXyn03grzdIidgmwoNr_aCOiEl6P2LxS9z0MYqgbg08s-YEZJyANGpps9qNeCcjPnRh-SCb5pQsCZup85W356Htj1/s200/batbike.jpg" /></a><br />Now this monster is a new Honda, but I like to think its the new BatMoBike! I was checking it out looking for the missle guide detection system or somthing! Remeber I was talking about fatt heavy stable bikes? Well if you need the reverse gear option, then thats too stable for me!<br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br />Now I'm not a huge Harley fan, but this one <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCAzIQd_rYHqYfg5EkougWWGeCubpnPyHkjlhE8L7L5B8gt58gtrRIYixD0B_RFHNVXX2DYOpkRs5ok7uQn_1jOnxMHO4qJN1zjoISt1FJnNVBKSW8WfwPb12-FP5J-fn-D8ugVtLo8t2Y/s1600-h/batbike2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 138px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430024447640183458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCAzIQd_rYHqYfg5EkougWWGeCubpnPyHkjlhE8L7L5B8gt58gtrRIYixD0B_RFHNVXX2DYOpkRs5ok7uQn_1jOnxMHO4qJN1zjoISt1FJnNVBKSW8WfwPb12-FP5J-fn-D8ugVtLo8t2Y/s200/batbike2.jpg" /></a>I really like, and for the<br />same reasons as the BatMoBike above, its cooler really, its more like the Punishers bike then Batmans, thats cool! But sadlly probly not comfortable for the long rides, oh yeah, and out of my dream price range.(the dream price range is the cost I might afford, if I had a good job, had nothing else to buy, oh, like a kitchen floor for instants, and was actully looking to buy a bike, whitch I am NOT!(Please remind me of this fact latter, when I get down to my faverite, pretty little, almost cheap for its size, blue beauty!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIBEVqnmHKFfHJCMy-rCNcvLzwbsIPR3U1aEKCHPKYe5Kmu45uiY5Pn8uOBUekHessjpFEevDHKqVE-GnAHQ6q7PCHv5LUx_5fXojNWFHfu7IbbTouoSqOJ1Sl3vE-UN3ChfM7IAjxwUeb/s1600-h/afgan1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430024440149039362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIBEVqnmHKFfHJCMy-rCNcvLzwbsIPR3U1aEKCHPKYe5Kmu45uiY5Pn8uOBUekHessjpFEevDHKqVE-GnAHQ6q7PCHv5LUx_5fXojNWFHfu7IbbTouoSqOJ1Sl3vE-UN3ChfM7IAjxwUeb/s200/afgan1.jpg" /></a><br /><div><div><br />This was a bike done for the Canadian forces in Afganistan, I like the way the camo looks with the blacked out, almost anti-chrome, engine, and the use of brass for the hand grips and yoke pegs, very nice!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVWf1JPhWfySkPy7xywBCZ_oqECqmTqLm-xR5eFUGxGOuWmFv6U9mv0Lq4qvN5QUwDXiiVfTe9FtDw3gUImjUw6TTytJCoxhRo9dLVzCV8txcLo4gAgWgiFg0NdLPZXHax7kzhHGA9UyA_/s1600-h/spyderman.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 196px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430022756611368898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVWf1JPhWfySkPy7xywBCZ_oqECqmTqLm-xR5eFUGxGOuWmFv6U9mv0Lq4qvN5QUwDXiiVfTe9FtDw3gUImjUw6TTytJCoxhRo9dLVzCV8txcLo4gAgWgiFg0NdLPZXHax7kzhHGA9UyA_/s200/spyderman.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Another one of the surprizes for me was the Can-Am Spyder, I didn't reallize Cam-Am was still around, and to have a 109 hp, 3 wheeled sports car lookin thing was a shock. Two days after this shot was taken, I was watching the movie, G.I.Joe, rise of Cobra, and in the Joes main hanger, some guy comes riding in on one of these things. Here is my brother with his best secret agent look, Go Joe!<br /><div><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8lSuyaD1t1hGp7HxYYpWGWLNMfmY8yKGo22Q7sQGfbnjAJboHUJOwqxROKgBTxZTGBuOn55-ITZ1a_MRwoHPxB4zvf6OHcB5eHd1Ekp9jTiS_qZWxUMJqyKjdHKrZRkoN1Zm3usPJwv4r/s1600-h/brosbike.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 192px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430022736548942594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8lSuyaD1t1hGp7HxYYpWGWLNMfmY8yKGo22Q7sQGfbnjAJboHUJOwqxROKgBTxZTGBuOn55-ITZ1a_MRwoHPxB4zvf6OHcB5eHd1Ekp9jTiS_qZWxUMJqyKjdHKrZRkoN1Zm3usPJwv4r/s200/brosbike.jpg" /></a>Now heres the bike my Bro really wants, a big 650 street/trail monster! He plans to ride it,(if he gets it)8 months out of the year.(dont laugh, I can see him doing it, then agien I can see him sliding across 4 lanes of out of control veihicels, to get run over by a snow plow, but I've never been very good at seeing things, just ask all my ex's!) The bike even has a little flat storage on the back, for stapping your laptop on! Carlin told me the US marines had these bikes, but theres were coverted to use diesel, now theres somthing I could get behind! a diesel bike.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcZXL7ll4QXQXkTCvpzyTZcf7qslS40WokQB9A0cDHPDgNWXA2H5zxJO7O3gmrf28eGhzePIWQsoI76vi4zs03TDCRMn7E1mNFSQE4Jq490Cl14KPJlPlb-4Ezw8PdM4CYp714TcI_ODSq/s1600-h/dcpov.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 105px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430022738398228834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcZXL7ll4QXQXkTCvpzyTZcf7qslS40WokQB9A0cDHPDgNWXA2H5zxJO7O3gmrf28eGhzePIWQsoI76vi4zs03TDCRMn7E1mNFSQE4Jq490Cl14KPJlPlb-4Ezw8PdM4CYp714TcI_ODSq/s200/dcpov.jpg" /></a>This was a bike I felt good on, too bad it was a Ducati! I like this view, cant see the price tag at all!(nuff said!)<br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8ytVE-UwyfCLgKnbIbfuA-7h8Ot341er8qYLNrRQTJ4xGN7-lVgVBhtNwGXoqMKy9WKTlj6L70z0UVXQmrj-FEk-5JmO_Br9sz85hJ9t9jxGx6Vc1IALteac56WIaWMIl12hVVefsJt13/s1600-h/mybike.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 137px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430022749679666626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8ytVE-UwyfCLgKnbIbfuA-7h8Ot341er8qYLNrRQTJ4xGN7-lVgVBhtNwGXoqMKy9WKTlj6L70z0UVXQmrj-FEk-5JmO_Br9sz85hJ9t9jxGx6Vc1IALteac56WIaWMIl12hVVefsJt13/s200/mybike.jpg" /></a>Now here is the problem bike for me. This is the one I think about, Sort of street/sort of trail, 650, cheaper then the Kawasaki my brother liked,(I think, I mean I saw a lot of bikes, but I remember thinking it was cheap!) felt great under me, and was a Beamer! Yes the only BMW I might actually aford,(in my dream price range that is.) A real little sweety!<br /><br /><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpTfUAOoLZ69zC2hq1B4JxkQ_Oy0Iw12dqg4b0LhlnQa_lQC6YB1aKJO8Ur6FK9VMgEVzNZKRI_l-DXg5jq0TrlnPuCkVCfi5OB6xZtYNZJ2BMhVhZPPtyUi_CcLu01EGVTdfQCBNOuA9D/s1600-h/dethshift.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 127px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430021628587606658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpTfUAOoLZ69zC2hq1B4JxkQ_Oy0Iw12dqg4b0LhlnQa_lQC6YB1aKJO8Ur6FK9VMgEVzNZKRI_l-DXg5jq0TrlnPuCkVCfi5OB6xZtYNZJ2BMhVhZPPtyUi_CcLu01EGVTdfQCBNOuA9D/s200/dethshift.jpg" /></a><br /><br />After a partal wander around, it was time for the stunt show. Wow, those dudes are crazy! They were almost scraping the ceiling doing back flips en stuff! Very cool! My crappy little camera is too slow for that type of thing, but my ex-pro photogerpher brother got some cool shots, I'll steal them for latter blogs! ( hehehe.)<br />This part is of the custom bike wierdness section, in it are wierd custom bike stuff. Like this little skull shifter knob for a quad, kind of cool, but might freeze your hand in the winter!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfWlAQVZ4PhxIP9rRlF7mICjPY5hY3pcNK1PgasPY1ceYeBG-tx9H-U8YyFbID_Gwr38vtouJXIxbJ7GzsV94zMMRfhuL_0AdM-J7Wehrqe-cfuOxdMyxq_6rfjtowO2xa9CcHItOofJVq/s1600-h/dethquad.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 116px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430021623747359874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfWlAQVZ4PhxIP9rRlF7mICjPY5hY3pcNK1PgasPY1ceYeBG-tx9H-U8YyFbID_Gwr38vtouJXIxbJ7GzsV94zMMRfhuL_0AdM-J7Wehrqe-cfuOxdMyxq_6rfjtowO2xa9CcHItOofJVq/s200/dethquad.jpg" /></a>And speaking of quads, I liked this guys custom dethhed thingy, soo scary! No but it really was cool. Also amonst the quads, there were some with tracks, that was somthing almost unstopable! But you'll have to wait till next blog for those. This blog is more for the bike tattoos! Permenent outward expressions of inner being!<br /><br /><div>It was nice to see such expressions on dirt bikes and quads, instead of just the custom Harleys. Like this little cute guy here,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5TZ5tOp-0QdgMm28ztJo7yxj52cN-Lqyy5fRboIJn8Xw7nFrHmiD5vueDOa0GUxVaemlLN-oWjCcmwjAeINzZQf-FLsYCgp6LkdZqpY74UlDtF-OmqPX1NMUogtvsHG-Dx6NXxLoQcr58/s1600-h/dirtdeth1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430021615903349602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5TZ5tOp-0QdgMm28ztJo7yxj52cN-Lqyy5fRboIJn8Xw7nFrHmiD5vueDOa0GUxVaemlLN-oWjCcmwjAeINzZQf-FLsYCgp6LkdZqpY74UlDtF-OmqPX1NMUogtvsHG-Dx6NXxLoQcr58/s200/dirtdeth1.jpg" /></a><br /><div>peeking off the side of tricked out dirt bike. Only the plastic parts were air brushed on this bike, so if he wipes them out, hopefully hes got a few more on stand by, pre painted,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiozDlCGwrxRRqABY66pSXu7Voew9vLa0v9plEnYylAxalzlJaccm9RHk9GZpMncN28LOscK6o3FxGHz_o9xg1VqMnZ0W2yXW7xqZl-A_hhI_KvzxIElj7mawnB2j-Gq_lyMzWuPKzKnSDm/s1600-h/dirtdeth.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 118px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430021609663803714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiozDlCGwrxRRqABY66pSXu7Voew9vLa0v9plEnYylAxalzlJaccm9RHk9GZpMncN28LOscK6o3FxGHz_o9xg1VqMnZ0W2yXW7xqZl-A_hhI_KvzxIElj7mawnB2j-Gq_lyMzWuPKzKnSDm/s200/dirtdeth.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFk5Imc0rsj_D0yNg66Li-r8sqZcuohbPKhIZTAe76iQzjvlxqFV1mHMNgWZiBBey88oSv8i0y0UTymo4V1d0gF1vahjnu23Lyoet4ArHu4YKFXZjiBcuww0FOKwIi74VYMKB0o9N7GJmh/s1600-h/a4.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 172px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430020076763450386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFk5Imc0rsj_D0yNg66Li-r8sqZcuohbPKhIZTAe76iQzjvlxqFV1mHMNgWZiBBey88oSv8i0y0UTymo4V1d0gF1vahjnu23Lyoet4ArHu4YKFXZjiBcuww0FOKwIi74VYMKB0o9N7GJmh/s200/a4.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Now we come to the last bike for this weeks blog, next week will be back to the working on the trailer, lookin for a job, stuff, so enjoy this while you can! This beauty fall under the too much cadagory! I was talking to the guy that built it,(and painted it,) and he sent 3 years on it! He was only able to work on it between paying jobs, and has NEVER rode it! To me thats too much, paint on canvas and ride a plain bike before you make a two wheeled museme piece. It was marvelous though!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxtFXFB3KffCOa2yvqEMle1oVhCZvt5Kshl8ige9k1ZwESUkJk08V1k4LwbHFTVtpgOZxB6NXBkLi86f_2ZyitjAAyR_8dTVuEGYbQ88yWixqj_iAEaJx_hxfitClzIv-t_5U2tiBRcTMH/s1600-h/a3.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430020073595174594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxtFXFB3KffCOa2yvqEMle1oVhCZvt5Kshl8ige9k1ZwESUkJk08V1k4LwbHFTVtpgOZxB6NXBkLi86f_2ZyitjAAyR_8dTVuEGYbQ88yWixqj_iAEaJx_hxfitClzIv-t_5U2tiBRcTMH/s200/a3.jpg" /></a><br />Each side had its own depiction of chaos, and grim horror!</div><div>Each new angle, a new glimps into the mind of its creator!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6ToD_FP9lY-YAADaA_jmakFYv62Cky7lx7RLT4oniRLaCqCKked9GghSO1Y8WaM3cRrWDOh_Kzeo1oNGyWtlcbZcr1s29VjWSJQT7QWoP3R0gfLedUNM-P1BvQAIDVLcL9Lcx9b7r7RSA/s1600-h/a2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 186px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430020067050993794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6ToD_FP9lY-YAADaA_jmakFYv62Cky7lx7RLT4oniRLaCqCKked9GghSO1Y8WaM3cRrWDOh_Kzeo1oNGyWtlcbZcr1s29VjWSJQT7QWoP3R0gfLedUNM-P1BvQAIDVLcL9Lcx9b7r7RSA/s200/a2.jpg" /></a><br />Every curve, every flowing line was brought to life,(or death if you will)and tried together with this sinuious boader of thorns!<br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI3_UbzAtCA0zJ2eWiOpmt_FkK_CgvYcXGcizAAxbHZTGy33Lk7R589N0j529cqI0offlslKn3WUem_XtipSx6a5fjgs6Tgd8N3OyyQB8q0Vv9YXRlmfEB1KvPCiuT-AOP-FjD7TdM4LEN/s1600-h/a1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 172px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430020064256605954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI3_UbzAtCA0zJ2eWiOpmt_FkK_CgvYcXGcizAAxbHZTGy33Lk7R589N0j529cqI0offlslKn3WUem_XtipSx6a5fjgs6Tgd8N3OyyQB8q0Vv9YXRlmfEB1KvPCiuT-AOP-FjD7TdM4LEN/s200/a1.jpg" /></a>And to cap it all off nicely...the classic pale rider on his pale horse!...Well thats it for a nother week in the life of Kev. I cant promise next weeks will be as intresting,(or shiny, or bright, or so colour full!)(so don't bother reading it o.k., it'll just be reno stuff, but I'll trough in the bike of the week, so theres that...)Hope the wind and snow stops before I have to go to the airport to pick up my Mom&Lyn(Thelma&Louise?, Nah.)or they might just turn around and get back on the plane, and I'll never leave the ZOO!(hehehe! just kidding Lyn,)Latter all, have a great week, DufferKev.<br /><div><div><div><div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-30297472871464762292010-01-13T12:23:00.000-08:002010-01-13T14:06:13.689-08:00"From the place they call the ZOO!"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqEvxmUqUWAXcGIK8NDeMwAS5fv6vuGVPVnKGE5dGqkoiX32heAyhGakfY7Xu_eGtfqf2Thyphenhyphen38amu8Kw5z8LfeCaVB4POIDDyuoZ47q3qX1FnRW26oGTo94xqGpgNMH8w7pwOrq7M7eyBV/s1600-h/gfog2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426332245849177730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqEvxmUqUWAXcGIK8NDeMwAS5fv6vuGVPVnKGE5dGqkoiX32heAyhGakfY7Xu_eGtfqf2Thyphenhyphen38amu8Kw5z8LfeCaVB4POIDDyuoZ47q3qX1FnRW26oGTo94xqGpgNMH8w7pwOrq7M7eyBV/s400/gfog2.jpg" /></a><br /><div><div> Good day all! So here I sit in the bright sun shine, writing the latest of the lost blogs, weeks behind agein,(I blame you of course!)in the outskirts of the town of Morinville. What I'm doing here is, house sitting for Lyn,(you all rembmber Lyn, whos cottege I repainted out at gull lake,)who is off galaventing around the warm part of the world,(with my mother,)and leaving me behind to sit her 4 dogs, and 3 cats,(one of witch is pure hell, from the second he wakes up, till, well I don't know if he sleeps really, yes Chris, Im talking of you,(hes laying above my head level now, just waiting to jump down on me, or the puter, witch ever,)other then Chris, all the critters get allong well, and are peacful.)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYh5s2HLEoIh2rc2PK7D-RI4bImQfTTNk8EGelT5laRpijOVwSwFnP1nr9QlMmje0vN8mBNKUdgwC-ab9140Glg6pMBN5ak7dnhGDcNf3aeiuUCJVY-cWPq0YPiApRP-x7ptTrA0o8j0j8/s1600-h/gfog1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 122px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426331959156115810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYh5s2HLEoIh2rc2PK7D-RI4bImQfTTNk8EGelT5laRpijOVwSwFnP1nr9QlMmje0vN8mBNKUdgwC-ab9140Glg6pMBN5ak7dnhGDcNf3aeiuUCJVY-cWPq0YPiApRP-x7ptTrA0o8j0j8/s200/gfog1.jpg" /></a></div><div>Chris has decided to strech out in the sunshine and sleep,(instead of jumping on my head,)so I feel safe enough to keep writing this! The only bar left in town here is called the Zoo, but I think if they spent any time here, they'd give up the name!<br /> The shot on the left, and the top shot, are of a foggy cold day, out my frount door. The warm air from the south, meets the cold ground, and the moister in the warm air freezes, and presto! we get ground fog! Frozen little air mollicules, floating around, neat. </div><div>So maybe its because the Vancouver winters were so ugly,(like always wet slushie, dirty snow,)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQfvmIlgtITjrzUAtym2R5rHhQLrNz4UpAOYQWyS93uazrhXBb4C0CUHOxIGSW0KY-qElgIWVh1tf3OdU9l9xpZw0e1cQK9G4cmtgOozd0wwCX3A8y3jg96cyOnc-SzAbX-RpCTwIkLovj/s1600-h/nitefrost2.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 197px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426331298431539842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQfvmIlgtITjrzUAtym2R5rHhQLrNz4UpAOYQWyS93uazrhXBb4C0CUHOxIGSW0KY-qElgIWVh1tf3OdU9l9xpZw0e1cQK9G4cmtgOozd0wwCX3A8y3jg96cyOnc-SzAbX-RpCTwIkLovj/s200/nitefrost2.jpg" /></a>but Id forgotten how pretty winter out here is!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3tl0iWx-oI4W73162nkkw3vrQTdLrBRlRV8Gge0SYoHp3E4rNYz_EzT_I-mA6j2m3OotwvOFfEnwFDE6w5yRVSp-GSiKVF6RRRkpSnoU8Ls8WeU9sHJ8zBX_Yh-1-refywwRUNyhsVsTE/s1600-h/nitefrost1.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 137px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426331286796251778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3tl0iWx-oI4W73162nkkw3vrQTdLrBRlRV8Gge0SYoHp3E4rNYz_EzT_I-mA6j2m3OotwvOFfEnwFDE6w5yRVSp-GSiKVF6RRRkpSnoU8Ls8WeU9sHJ8zBX_Yh-1-refywwRUNyhsVsTE/s200/nitefrost1.jpg" /></a> These are some midnight shots, of the frost coverd branches. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaFja_KGlFG7L7Ntg16qdW9DUw76rbDQH_9R5FlPHOeiMyHrIhfmpnnw17Ro8ViNm_il7lfGd7rqb1rRVWXoOT9uiGTfSKIOHM_v0-aJF6qqk_SEnE5wP1Vx08_DDi1iWii7J4Syig-xpn/s1600-h/nitefrost.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 136px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426331280094108578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaFja_KGlFG7L7Ntg16qdW9DUw76rbDQH_9R5FlPHOeiMyHrIhfmpnnw17Ro8ViNm_il7lfGd7rqb1rRVWXoOT9uiGTfSKIOHM_v0-aJF6qqk_SEnE5wP1Vx08_DDi1iWii7J4Syig-xpn/s200/nitefrost.jpg" /></a> Kind of looks like coral reefs or somthing,(I really got these off the coast, 35 feet down, while looking for nemo! stupid little fish!)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihrK1u2cJjZCECyMlo2hEKwWJKl7Uq5_ebWIXhp4elc6Rza35ygMKRZ15w4rrUAshVtZl2QrxlpDrI8Zpih6lYKHWuQxTyvlQRcaw3xEdPnTpvQ9ki8KrtzHQpNFsPDKLRm8S7GFLp9f8B/s1600-h/100-0027_IMG.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426331276106141026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihrK1u2cJjZCECyMlo2hEKwWJKl7Uq5_ebWIXhp4elc6Rza35ygMKRZ15w4rrUAshVtZl2QrxlpDrI8Zpih6lYKHWuQxTyvlQRcaw3xEdPnTpvQ9ki8KrtzHQpNFsPDKLRm8S7GFLp9f8B/s200/100-0027_IMG.JPG" /></a>This one just reminded me of a cool hellowen type shot,(BoooHaaaHa!)just out side my bedroom window, my outside light, makes it glow with a creepy kind of shine, all night long!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipUyYy87vRtjqam7ZSLcahyphenhyphenVpT872WZziEO9AdTexVPB-EWkrKsH8lDQR21xf5jL57yfP-tpG6w6udTvfEgQAcEIPF06JBS9zTvIV7qp0knaX_3qW9ZI3XwCiT7PcKkb1xlAse2780fbdX/s1600-h/wc2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 90px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426329480915796370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipUyYy87vRtjqam7ZSLcahyphenhyphenVpT872WZziEO9AdTexVPB-EWkrKsH8lDQR21xf5jL57yfP-tpG6w6udTvfEgQAcEIPF06JBS9zTvIV7qp0knaX_3qW9ZI3XwCiT7PcKkb1xlAse2780fbdX/s200/wc2.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div><br />So I moved into my house, on I think the 26th of dec. So these shots,(and the entire blog for that matter,)are old news, so to say, these shots are of the finished waynes coating.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinSSCaSoIDi1Vmu5scpQFQ5CBj6vKdSQ_75pf1CGnzW7GzxySDpOvLa0wh6evMi55VwF2r3sZEd5XswaxeAApCVgMpy4GvkYXxP9QfVVw4rBu56jVXkhEh2uSj62F5ck6OwsjAKM6bvPzz/s1600-h/wc1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426329473308476786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinSSCaSoIDi1Vmu5scpQFQ5CBj6vKdSQ_75pf1CGnzW7GzxySDpOvLa0wh6evMi55VwF2r3sZEd5XswaxeAApCVgMpy4GvkYXxP9QfVVw4rBu56jVXkhEh2uSj62F5ck6OwsjAKM6bvPzz/s200/wc1.jpg" /></a><br /><div><div><div><br />I still have to do the finishing trim, and fill/caulk the windows, and door. I just bought a paint sprayer,(well 2, but the second ones tiny!)so will cut all my trim, then spray it all instead of the roller/brush trick.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRX0GUemFJpeIXz9kXqBEbiRrA7PIk-hFIslMowrQ4rTact17AGz9v9feozo9CG4YjEOSapLO9ao_X-JwGg-57TJScCA85p8KJVPYHNhYIjwZJBGSR0YIO9XaNBlyZevGdvdxrISWe7pGB/s1600-h/shelves1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 140px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426329462963228242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRX0GUemFJpeIXz9kXqBEbiRrA7PIk-hFIslMowrQ4rTact17AGz9v9feozo9CG4YjEOSapLO9ao_X-JwGg-57TJScCA85p8KJVPYHNhYIjwZJBGSR0YIO9XaNBlyZevGdvdxrISWe7pGB/s200/shelves1.jpg" /></a><br />Here is a shot of my new looking dresser, witht the new shelves above it. The dumb thing was, my waynes coating was thicker then the stuff I first thought of using, so I had to trim off an half inch off each of my newly painted dresser drawers.(oh well, they still open and close, and now are full to bursting with all my clothes! and that new shelf is full to the ceiling with clothes, seams some where along the line, I got too many clothes! also too bad is that I found the army surplus store here, I bet they got cool pants there!)<br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5YRivytDqI61ZHmHw0G1xfYCNvTSqZqSx8W4s_iCKtXlW6kSSh0GX7sP3Sfykd7t1w_f6ns_ZqRqN_DDWzj4Pzny_NPikhY_TJiYNNJFQPwnYslhj4q34vJV0u9sn5IoMufBKlOqAYOYh/s1600-h/RedNeck+fun+007.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426328724055975138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5YRivytDqI61ZHmHw0G1xfYCNvTSqZqSx8W4s_iCKtXlW6kSSh0GX7sP3Sfykd7t1w_f6ns_ZqRqN_DDWzj4Pzny_NPikhY_TJiYNNJFQPwnYslhj4q34vJV0u9sn5IoMufBKlOqAYOYh/s200/RedNeck+fun+007.jpg" /></a><br /><br />These next few shots are taken by my Mom, she was trying to kill her batterys before the vacation,(lucky girl!) so she got a couple of great shots of the close up kitties! First is Muligan, look deep into the light, you are getting sleepy, you will no longer wreck the house, youre a goldfish, trapped in an invisable, mine like fish tank! when I snap my fingers...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzHywC7rB8fn17uaR6pu6_Il281cU8v8ax1y6ldCXyIYf2eJd6C2sKSi7w5k593FMxOxXEQx3V_zcf5PLzyLuBr04pZbk3I7osQUuBDBOuGUwqFS5DDXeEKSFqOFVILrg9oeAeBUIGGFxX/s1600-h/RedNeck+fun+006.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426328721656295730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzHywC7rB8fn17uaR6pu6_Il281cU8v8ax1y6ldCXyIYf2eJd6C2sKSi7w5k593FMxOxXEQx3V_zcf5PLzyLuBr04pZbk3I7osQUuBDBOuGUwqFS5DDXeEKSFqOFVILrg9oeAeBUIGGFxX/s200/RedNeck+fun+006.jpg" /></a><br />Now this shot is just plain creepy. Never have I seen Slice look more like a rat! and those zombie like dead eyes! just horrific! Nice job mom!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzN-GbRnV0lahQRt2TOJ-4ow0PzgQvvqBRU3r31V5Ol4Y4snegisI9F-TwXQcW10hfFAvpOZjJlvRI1qtSplIPPkuacweom6x7txQtMdQdxWYzMR2x67sNB6KsTcTpPwZ4Nt3pgAknzo2v/s1600-h/RedNeck+fun+004.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426327172293335858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzN-GbRnV0lahQRt2TOJ-4ow0PzgQvvqBRU3r31V5Ol4Y4snegisI9F-TwXQcW10hfFAvpOZjJlvRI1qtSplIPPkuacweom6x7txQtMdQdxWYzMR2x67sNB6KsTcTpPwZ4Nt3pgAknzo2v/s200/RedNeck+fun+004.jpg" /></a><br />Now we come to the part of the blog I'll call "Red Neck Fun!" Remember a few blogs back, Punky the ho master? the guy with all the upsidedowntreedeadcow art on his yard? Well some time around "Jolly do gooder day" on an afternoon in the -20s somthing, Punky shows up with his boat!(now why he even has a boat when we're may miles from the nearest water, is beyond me.)<br /><div> So on the frount of the boat is a chain, and on the other end is an old ford pickup. This is the fun part, you put the women and children in the boat, tell them this well be safe, then drag them at an ludicrious speed trough feilds and slews, untill the frount of the boat tares out, and all the riders are stranded out in the middle<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkjcSZrLVEHXDhk8M-NXdfieBEEAfK5O3_6PskmB1_FgwgVHQxq3rpoJo5XLlUYQJH5NjMNHe6g2aVjbsbFJ50uw5lucSduysGSbvsaGaxiXfbxWXekvsUDwTMteh4a0PUzOc8krwb8hIu/s1600-h/RedNeck+fun+003.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426327167536948386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkjcSZrLVEHXDhk8M-NXdfieBEEAfK5O3_6PskmB1_FgwgVHQxq3rpoJo5XLlUYQJH5NjMNHe6g2aVjbsbFJ50uw5lucSduysGSbvsaGaxiXfbxWXekvsUDwTMteh4a0PUzOc8krwb8hIu/s200/RedNeck+fun+003.jpg" /></a> of nowhere!(see I told you this was fun!) My mom took thses shots as well, I was out side all morning so was too frozen to get my camera. All aboard the S.S.Snowplow!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-DM3NsB6lqm5bEffmP1OgEP5YF1-25lBMIri-Imvv5nvYJYbdxDH36LayUuNKZH7andhMxiCP9Smm9O3HGb_FGbN7eN01HSUtjz1G-_E3Ed5sayQvwWsv5b5Uth5Sk-jmck0bBDbdVQbg/s1600-h/RedNeck+fun+001.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426327162261067762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-DM3NsB6lqm5bEffmP1OgEP5YF1-25lBMIri-Imvv5nvYJYbdxDH36LayUuNKZH7andhMxiCP9Smm9O3HGb_FGbN7eN01HSUtjz1G-_E3Ed5sayQvwWsv5b5Uth5Sk-jmck0bBDbdVQbg/s200/RedNeck+fun+001.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidDSEU6nrD_pkK8NMGUupiuJPOpXPksZnFOJyPPNUojpnVgElFg5Uoi0YG3WdBuxW2n33eVpVDYBd_TWbPuSYamTNXtvDdyKQW_tAceJ2tTERy7nWOA4fg_KOqopHzRp79383dKrsoS_DL/s1600-h/RedNeck+fun+005.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426327181476430994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidDSEU6nrD_pkK8NMGUupiuJPOpXPksZnFOJyPPNUojpnVgElFg5Uoi0YG3WdBuxW2n33eVpVDYBd_TWbPuSYamTNXtvDdyKQW_tAceJ2tTERy7nWOA4fg_KOqopHzRp79383dKrsoS_DL/s200/RedNeck+fun+005.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />It looked like Spotty and Magoo wanted to go along, they would have been better on the walk back!<br /> Well, thats it for the old news, next week, I'll give you the last weeks news, then we'll all be almost caught up! Latter all, DufferKev.<br /><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-56479449858115964302009-12-22T19:50:00.000-08:002009-12-23T09:39:21.599-08:00I've Been Floored!<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgeIUsOshIE7wBmakt6sZ4EJ9lGuBDdw27CuGLV4R90WNT4nQPKKtHg6qUR3Xm2yK31UBVBG2X-IXgMHtA-W1wpL3IQf9ExEEcgKvdUrSP2nve0RHxkkKKVJ88PFagHvYiY9ecHDfNw2fj/s1600-h/ist2_3646286-checkered-flag.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 86px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418284027807940946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgeIUsOshIE7wBmakt6sZ4EJ9lGuBDdw27CuGLV4R90WNT4nQPKKtHg6qUR3Xm2yK31UBVBG2X-IXgMHtA-W1wpL3IQf9ExEEcgKvdUrSP2nve0RHxkkKKVJ88PFagHvYiY9ecHDfNw2fj/s400/ist2_3646286-checkered-flag.jpg" /></a><br />Well Merry Super Happy Snow Day, to all! We have had snowy weather here for the last week, and its starting to pile up!(at least its not -35 any more, our water froze for a few days,(like 6!)but after chain sawing a hole in the skirting, we realilized the heater under the trailer was broke, so my brother replaced the heater, and presto! an hour later we had water!)(Its kind of wierd how some things are just taken forgranted, untill they don't work!)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZgR2fHuoOfSiDal-sNwgZnkr6ORKDiOyKongV5AdmLbnIzdq0OaexKEfYwJvKojk0ejRgby8NEtQvyWk7GMpt5DfVF1VxLmavv437-outPlkwIBuRDuDXtfnpyAY40ooPuTOJOxF2S_WH/s1600-h/renstimpy.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 176px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418279237440732994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZgR2fHuoOfSiDal-sNwgZnkr6ORKDiOyKongV5AdmLbnIzdq0OaexKEfYwJvKojk0ejRgby8NEtQvyWk7GMpt5DfVF1VxLmavv437-outPlkwIBuRDuDXtfnpyAY40ooPuTOJOxF2S_WH/s200/renstimpy.gif" /></a><br /><br /><div>So its now offically winter!(so its ok to be cold right? before was just pratice winter,)and soon the days willl start to get longer. Im starting to go a little batty, no golf will do that to me after a while!(not quite ready to run screaming into the desert of my mind yet,("we can't stop here, this is Bat Country!")but lets just say, the kitty litter is starting to look like a sand trap to me!)(you know, I think I could make that shot!...just open up the face, sharp angled swing, hit behind the ball,(miss the turd,)short follow through,(to avoid the lip of the litter box!)but this might really piss off the kitties, and they are terrors enough when thier happy, so...I'll just wait for spring.)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsFqYpK5qTIL8ka8ElDaciQAEP1VcZ2rZMdkhhK1E4RRiv3BFkqKMfzXJxIEQhapXE-2IjLhvsweLqpseOlNuabj2y5yRhh0WgI8EYu_r8D6TuGEyhA8arfvMHqnt-Gz5k1pkn172dZ1uE/s1600-h/wc+1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 158px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418279099196034706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsFqYpK5qTIL8ka8ElDaciQAEP1VcZ2rZMdkhhK1E4RRiv3BFkqKMfzXJxIEQhapXE-2IjLhvsweLqpseOlNuabj2y5yRhh0WgI8EYu_r8D6TuGEyhA8arfvMHqnt-Gz5k1pkn172dZ1uE/s200/wc+1.jpg" /></a><br />Here is a sneak peek of my waynes coating, with one coat of spar varnish on,(and a peek of the green wall behind, but dont look at that, its dusty, and not looking its best.) Its sitting on my new puter desk,(I got to chain saw apart a old teachers desk, yes it was fun!, and mounted the frount half to my floor/wall. Installing things saves space. Because I removed the back legs and the back of the desk, I could move it 4inches closer to the wall, over the pipe cover I had to build to encase the water pipes from the kitchen to the bathroom!)(this pipe cover will make a nice foot rest when I'm on the computer, or just watching the snow pile up out the window, nice!)<br /><br /><div> Now that its warmed up some,(strange how -10 feels warm to me now! although today is -25)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicB7lbK1LIGvcMya53vO5VegtcWkAOH1_j8MXyq1cdPOAudHNzYnw27Wx9yxUXrNKEWhLdfcfUZvvgD6KN49cPkVoYwxfJdxcMqgJKjCF1fOTmPASmf3uLZyymdnp4mFaaER1SEGQnlfn_/s1600-h/bunker+on+post.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 162px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418278494371795378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicB7lbK1LIGvcMya53vO5VegtcWkAOH1_j8MXyq1cdPOAudHNzYnw27Wx9yxUXrNKEWhLdfcfUZvvgD6KN49cPkVoYwxfJdxcMqgJKjCF1fOTmPASmf3uLZyymdnp4mFaaER1SEGQnlfn_/s200/bunker+on+post.jpg" /></a> the kitties have started to go back out side. I think they like the snow a little bit, as long as they can run back inside as soon as the little toes start to get cold! They are starting to learn some cat balance, and of course like to show it off. Here is Bunker sitting on a little post, and Hazzard had to one up her! A few weeks ago, right before the snow, and -35 spell,(a spell is a measure of time, some where between a little while, and like forever,)our little kitty Putter went missing.(Putter used to be called Grey Ghost, and was the fat little two tone grey one.) I had held out hope, but with all the snow, and super cold weather, not to<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2EcDUioDvOk1GiQ38WYg2tTJs6AQEMY3cGoydd7iqwvjcWzWRPcvpc7Yrx0tyA1wsGjGUbyG1777O9ijhGHNSoR3Lvc2TS2KfhGwO28sczmhkbKu45-WFnYrqD0Z9KnoGh5i98vyXyXbh/s1600-h/hazzard+on+post.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 176px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418278485409332242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2EcDUioDvOk1GiQ38WYg2tTJs6AQEMY3cGoydd7iqwvjcWzWRPcvpc7Yrx0tyA1wsGjGUbyG1777O9ijhGHNSoR3Lvc2TS2KfhGwO28sczmhkbKu45-WFnYrqD0Z9KnoGh5i98vyXyXbh/s200/hazzard+on+post.jpg" /></a> mention the hawks,(sharp eyed and ever hungry)Putter would have really stood out agienst the white world background, so now we only have 5.(but they play extra hard, as if to fill the void, 5 destoying as much as 6 ever did!)<br /><br />Out on back deck,(by where my brothers pad is,)there is this bird feeder, and as the kitties have started to balance, they figured out how to get up to the feeder. The logic is simple, birds go to the feeder, kitties want birds,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibQTBiEp5wX4mbaqvCtIdDAubROYGES2PPlm6wlaTmRx8m-SRC6ltCm32rmR-iOymLt4lbYeP7sYF98wuyDpJ7Wt6OD_ee9JGf7zCtrlw3kYc3aqrvFF_sjmXMgpVU_B25A-wfDO-QkXSG/s1600-h/bird+starker.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418278750227498626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibQTBiEp5wX4mbaqvCtIdDAubROYGES2PPlm6wlaTmRx8m-SRC6ltCm32rmR-iOymLt4lbYeP7sYF98wuyDpJ7Wt6OD_ee9JGf7zCtrlw3kYc3aqrvFF_sjmXMgpVU_B25A-wfDO-QkXSG/s200/bird+starker.jpg" /></a> so kitties wait by/on the feeder for birds!<br /><br /><br /><div>One of them was even in the feeder, waiting to ambush an unwarry<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihuTTq-HZf7wuLcNh2BnySrlndeAAF_AzszpkYAYDnviZ0XiNRFsJAd9IRN9q_YPJ_KX6mTsosvW54Iy6qXmAr44jbYxzO2Mbz-pB52tbX01PWuP9MzDG3-14XUTIeNdmm_YIYGFnQwrAJ/s1600-h/bird+starker+2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418278753026871538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihuTTq-HZf7wuLcNh2BnySrlndeAAF_AzszpkYAYDnviZ0XiNRFsJAd9IRN9q_YPJ_KX6mTsosvW54Iy6qXmAr44jbYxzO2Mbz-pB52tbX01PWuP9MzDG3-14XUTIeNdmm_YIYGFnQwrAJ/s200/bird+starker+2.jpg" /></a> little birdie, swooping in for breakfest, and getting a face full of furry hell instead! They seamed surprized the birds didn't come back, so they ate some bird seed and came back inside, to sit by the warm fire.(some times when I come in, the kitties are all lined up around the fire, sort of semi circle, like they are all as close as they can be, with out melting whiskers anyways, and some times even a dog lying some where close by as well.<br /><br /><br /><br /> Ok, on to the reno part of the story.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLX5KB0E4OVW3wn5ECy7O1wjE9KAn1VGuNVROWfC_qmQmB2LYutUW8-uAqn8w0prt5ELK-5i7-sOzmeH6QmnGQ1NkWqc8RptdZXibPtkF_Vm7byXewYwXaCI8f7lp-cnzTNCN2cW37e76S/s1600-h/0406013.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418470456349287330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLX5KB0E4OVW3wn5ECy7O1wjE9KAn1VGuNVROWfC_qmQmB2LYutUW8-uAqn8w0prt5ELK-5i7-sOzmeH6QmnGQ1NkWqc8RptdZXibPtkF_Vm7byXewYwXaCI8f7lp-cnzTNCN2cW37e76S/s200/0406013.jpg" /></a> I can almost see the light at the end of the tunnle,(or the on coming train, some sort of light anyways.) Not the end yet, but...well Winstin Churchill, a wise,(and drunk!)man, said it best, when he said,"This is not the end, nor the begining of the end...but this is the end of the begining!"Brillient! keep it vague, like a weather man, or a good politition. As a first time home owner, I had questions I have never thought of before. Like, how much closet space do I need? Do I even really need a mirror?(if I ever forget what I look like, I have a drivers licence, I could just look at that.)And my new favorite, what type of wax to use on a no wax floor?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR9SgrkA_yF2scfi2PpSPhHiuGMD1JQjjQruOrxnpoK6ukHo_uCkJQuKm4bntYM2WMSQd70-faEkR7UhqjGOsX7UPASDxsVMy6F3DgN4QQdzaT_a3R5oytEL1yUBIgi7nEU4xr2NdduXup/s1600-h/fl+3.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418276458486830994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR9SgrkA_yF2scfi2PpSPhHiuGMD1JQjjQruOrxnpoK6ukHo_uCkJQuKm4bntYM2WMSQd70-faEkR7UhqjGOsX7UPASDxsVMy6F3DgN4QQdzaT_a3R5oytEL1yUBIgi7nEU4xr2NdduXup/s200/fl+3.jpg" /></a>(and here I thought, no wax was the right choice!) I got my floor done! and here it is, I like it, very simple/cheap, and reminds me of a 50's dinner,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjE7lYqSi9d1segjwgdoa1qPGPmZXVM-wAVEn5BDcfEBwf1HDqNcXbQmEn9v7hp_1GZ6rS_CEMtqaoV6yeON2HGa0q7FFJX1apqWP5zprz_8nsUQdoB52OEsbkivmEQUgHHvRgbyfK3Y9m/s1600-h/fl+2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 146px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418276453356995378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjE7lYqSi9d1segjwgdoa1qPGPmZXVM-wAVEn5BDcfEBwf1HDqNcXbQmEn9v7hp_1GZ6rS_CEMtqaoV6yeON2HGa0q7FFJX1apqWP5zprz_8nsUQdoB52OEsbkivmEQUgHHvRgbyfK3Y9m/s200/fl+2.jpg" /></a> or old barbers shop, or somthing other then a 40 year old trailer any ways.<br /><div><div><div><br />This is the No-Wax floor, with 2 coats of wax for No-Wax on it. I am now worried about covering it with stuff,(another thing I never thought of before,)First two shots are of the bedroom/bathroom, and then the puter room/office. I also used the left over scraps of floor tile to line the drawers of my dresser.(waste not, want less!)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj68QVRKB3EeMCk-d32Ru5dZhWX8LWm2CA0UKKP65eZxzVPWYUvFppWJYk6yyNKJWCgZMhlI_0LyFy1JWo7EREsjLjM84uSn58Tl1l6qUuPF3tLKxHqxt2MMsLtgITugnv4X3Xg4RuAOF0b/s1600-h/fl+1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418276450126817858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj68QVRKB3EeMCk-d32Ru5dZhWX8LWm2CA0UKKP65eZxzVPWYUvFppWJYk6yyNKJWCgZMhlI_0LyFy1JWo7EREsjLjM84uSn58Tl1l6qUuPF3tLKxHqxt2MMsLtgITugnv4X3Xg4RuAOF0b/s200/fl+1.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdJtK995wNaqX_5PezPLT8c0Jnu_uIqxQzwm3pnPxX_HwovGXMclxyE_5K-IO58kehypuJWlrfNtZnXUDhtEiHXvBZzdCMqeNXMAnpvaS3_jk4gvQPYGLD2dAgmLhsa5jEa2nItJZ6DKB5/s1600-h/dr+1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 142px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418276005290772754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdJtK995wNaqX_5PezPLT8c0Jnu_uIqxQzwm3pnPxX_HwovGXMclxyE_5K-IO58kehypuJWlrfNtZnXUDhtEiHXvBZzdCMqeNXMAnpvaS3_jk4gvQPYGLD2dAgmLhsa5jEa2nItJZ6DKB5/s200/dr+1.jpg" /></a><br />So today, I'll do the last coat of varnish on the waynecoating, and if its dry enough, install them. then all I'll have left is the trim. So I hope to build my bed stand as well, so, should be moved in before my next blog. Any ways, I should be out there doing things, instead of writing this, and hiding from the cold, cold, reality, waiting to attack me, just inches away through the door, creeping up the windows, infultrating our world, growing through the glass, like a crystle mold...bye. Have a great Super Happy Snow Day, every one! latter DufferKev!<br /><br /><br /><div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-45819389132154489182009-12-13T09:31:00.000-08:002009-12-14T20:44:57.336-08:00BBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 115px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414777830829039938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1ehcX_S5tHMqSYHtnrvgNZGZpucVwvJW3612stFJgSqH1oG22Imy4_Ln2VYDPU6bp_ekQ9L9KdJCayshT_q6PufjcBOdFDF_HlrpendpeAYKa_zJo-dSK_zYohbfTtR1f6HdYYx0KdmkO/s400/winter+banner.jpg" />Well hello world! Seams I'm a week behind writing this blog again, you people really need to read faster, your a week behind already, I can only write these as fast as you read them you know, so keep up! hehehe. Speaking of a week ago, last blog, some jackass(most likely me!) was saying if only we had a foot of snow, he could stop thinking of golf all the time!(idiot!)<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 74px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414778030010433650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwX45Rzf0evxEZmMlB9vsH-2b4MBUjiaqdEKGSrLzJdSEZfcFzHr709GEIv5xvFWVV02mLTmcff_Tm-MP5zNWrI0wi-6h3jiC_-RyDJmLEsZaFq_8UaKAH-0_-6keyu-EitAdriAo-hfXj/s320/snow+banner.jpg" />Well he,(me), got his stupid wish, and we got it!(the snow that is, not the other wish, of the beer truck filled with dancing girls, and cheese products!)(hes a strange one that jackass!)Unfortunatly, the snow dose little to calm my unrulely golf desires,(espicelly with the every day Tiger Woods gossip, on every station, bombarding me with endless reminders that the worlds luckiest man will soon be able to play even more golf,(when hes single again that is!)) Around here, when it snows, there is usally a hard wind with it, so a few inches of snow will pile up to 3foot drifts over night!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXQdBqL23tTZsqJf01UnSILVFEYeKEHFpYNuHKhVnVCITR5TgBRvneo-1Y0ig9GEJbPQ3wHtTgZbN16gBBCdgzRiPmMkL_QWCgJRv6nP9Hw3-dYhWyqTCkNn0fl3AwZjnxKgMn3NXswTFv/s1600-h/s+banks2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 142px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414777345929418994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXQdBqL23tTZsqJf01UnSILVFEYeKEHFpYNuHKhVnVCITR5TgBRvneo-1Y0ig9GEJbPQ3wHtTgZbN16gBBCdgzRiPmMkL_QWCgJRv6nP9Hw3-dYhWyqTCkNn0fl3AwZjnxKgMn3NXswTFv/s200/s+banks2.jpg" /></a>(and other spots are still bare ground, wierd.)<br /><br /><div><br />Here is a week old shot,(as this is last weeks blog, all news and pics. are a week old!)(read faster!)taken out my back door,(dew dew dew, snow drift out my back door!)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivh1DiWY_DWuv2KkYrzYMaPGfC3Je0WBFHwV1-nrGuMZj826lneB1nAyg6APOp8cgNoFgXize_kpx7WCYQdqeUDymyTuBbPKCPBx_wJmV3tkZcXPJwLWB0PcD0Fn6zrlJ_MK3h8-Zbecbx/s1600-h/frosty.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 126px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414777048326009122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivh1DiWY_DWuv2KkYrzYMaPGfC3Je0WBFHwV1-nrGuMZj826lneB1nAyg6APOp8cgNoFgXize_kpx7WCYQdqeUDymyTuBbPKCPBx_wJmV3tkZcXPJwLWB0PcD0Fn6zrlJ_MK3h8-Zbecbx/s200/frosty.jpg" /></a>as you can see, there is a 3ft. drift, next to the bare ground.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh6m9kpi5ygbGxlWS7bIdQTC8GLFwQT99X7vRIqaSIMph0K4T8QaGuNiGR4QVqSkH34rA_uX6iCdO2tJfGsFOYcCWfApbUSW9KoaWkk1YmKAGSA-Fbz7gxslcWhp6yPOAVqAg7W7qTdQZK/s1600-h/snow+banner.jpg"></a><br /><br />And a nice frosty tree shot!(with the bright, clear blue,(cold!)Alberta sky as the backdrop.)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGCKgS1338EaN061_tvPi16a8H9jWcC7NVN8iSxR_7eytYhkiw5e6pFq7VlBIwaVtyeNzKxAokbwFkGgzWYiSlbnR9lijByrVEVK0t7Ibxv7RSsKwufA4cNDXYij1kW2aU8T-AM4ZIIKOR/s1600-h/snow+banner.jpg"></a><br />Thankfully, I got most of the outside work done before"winter"hit.(wew!)I have been working mostly on the inside of the DufferDen, so have more stuff finished(and as youre still a week behind, even more stuff is done! boy you really got to keep up, I mean, Im writing as<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8av2s7RGqHsayhuYWl5WopV8GNSOqf6nYQYLcMWI9RpVsJeUXQnTqNmDF8R3cWsZ-EDwQ3GgBmh_OTpUy-6ZF_gNj-i_6lqO4ZLUB401p9XzLH2kiuJreDQ9DwTqlQhzfqS8CPeT5m2QZ/s1600-h/office2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 170px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414776775529897682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8av2s7RGqHsayhuYWl5WopV8GNSOqf6nYQYLcMWI9RpVsJeUXQnTqNmDF8R3cWsZ-EDwQ3GgBmh_OTpUy-6ZF_gNj-i_6lqO4ZLUB401p9XzLH2kiuJreDQ9DwTqlQhzfqS8CPeT5m2QZ/s200/office2.jpg" /></a> slow as I can!)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4g6ZjT3iIpyphVx5Q_FBKqClLP3fLVS3adUsGk2aCV_7PU29Pp1mQ-KK0xS8HfJ2sE8ckaffuloRhvhUo3Dfpn3QkkiNdr2kEzbhADTxBDB6ALa22bniOGO9r67wWeaKiZb5KE_OwAaFp/s1600-h/office+1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414776558987371202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4g6ZjT3iIpyphVx5Q_FBKqClLP3fLVS3adUsGk2aCV_7PU29Pp1mQ-KK0xS8HfJ2sE8ckaffuloRhvhUo3Dfpn3QkkiNdr2kEzbhADTxBDB6ALa22bniOGO9r67wWeaKiZb5KE_OwAaFp/s200/office+1.jpg" /></a>I have finished the drywall,(in the back 2/3 of the trailer that is, Im doing it in chunks)(more affordable that way,)and have got the primer coat on, also have the first coat of white done on the wood parts. The more astute of you will notice the ugly color of the walls,(those of you with color monitors anyways,)and you might be thinkin"what kind of a moron would go through all of this trouble, just to paint it a crappy teal, off aqua puke kind of color like this?" Well, me thats who! oh, and this is only a half strengh primer coat, the real color is dark green, like it is now, but since your still a week behind, I guess you'll have to wait for next weeks blog to see the real<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaQa0JKgHln0jGLOZ3M2UHm0Wf8eTTuJl2gHBFWuWJ6T-m3Y8eCOABmasODQCBGzGSYA-jdGUyR-9ltFr__sjelGr0reRB1rzmIoCY1nCS7a8lXJYJCZWpyhL-5c2brcbMsiJBFPNAr6n6/s1600-h/b+room2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 173px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414776769480120402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaQa0JKgHln0jGLOZ3M2UHm0Wf8eTTuJl2gHBFWuWJ6T-m3Y8eCOABmasODQCBGzGSYA-jdGUyR-9ltFr__sjelGr0reRB1rzmIoCY1nCS7a8lXJYJCZWpyhL-5c2brcbMsiJBFPNAr6n6/s200/b+room2.jpg" /></a> color!)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhynfKgrbyvvD01Y9lwUvpS2zErgl3N1X67nH60dTDLd_rGcUc6oH63kJKa-hV7VMjklEiCuzg5DdpFbLrJCbOLP1GzCEIropJtOWe-qd6NDNhMob0kODjZkVDovfeWkojbktIp6lYXkacl/s1600-h/b+room1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 158px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414776559935262738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhynfKgrbyvvD01Y9lwUvpS2zErgl3N1X67nH60dTDLd_rGcUc6oH63kJKa-hV7VMjklEiCuzg5DdpFbLrJCbOLP1GzCEIropJtOWe-qd6NDNhMob0kODjZkVDovfeWkojbktIp6lYXkacl/s200/b+room1.jpg" /></a>(Sorry for you!) The first two shots are of my puter room/office,(sounds better then the videogame/life wasting room, dosent it?)<br />And the next two are of my bedroom, and part of the hallway, on the right, you'll notice my new/newly installed back door,(dew dew dew...STOP IT! Freak! You dont have to sing CCR every time you say back door you know!)<br />Funny thing about the back door, it was too big for my(door)hole, I guess people have gotten bigger in the last 40 years. I had to cut off the bottem to make it fit, and it dose, but the problem is, now the handle is low. I guess I should have trimed off the top, or both, because I hate being too tall to reach my own knob!(hehehe! maybe thats just funny to my own brain!) Its no problem from the out side, cause I'll just open the door from the stairs, but I find myself bending to reach the knob,(still funny to me!)from the inside. Oh well, I'll just count it as excerise,(like if I do a sit up, in bed, then a bend, knob reach,(hehe!)to get outside, and a squat to pull my boots on, well that should keep me out of the gym, for like ever!)<br /><div><br /><div>Remember last blog,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd1ntl58KS-kQKUf0kD7XDQfga4S-cCQjclr28A0-m6x_npaa0xJlV0LgpCKZjZdoFK4DcwmtwADqB3BfHCzY1BL1SOqYV_F32dkAAerSKS6rEryw2KGUVbO6DRTBKqYJpGcyNAvNXJlsn/s1600-h/woodie.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414776104492688738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd1ntl58KS-kQKUf0kD7XDQfga4S-cCQjclr28A0-m6x_npaa0xJlV0LgpCKZjZdoFK4DcwmtwADqB3BfHCzY1BL1SOqYV_F32dkAAerSKS6rEryw2KGUVbO6DRTBKqYJpGcyNAvNXJlsn/s200/woodie.jpg" /></a> I said I'd show you all the Woodie shed, with<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSFKVZF58LFwGHU8Ait-Fo7R5t-eidbnnCop33Gx6XgHeEZW1-mFhwFj8BHimR3-Hbi8YgBCZc3ZPQ3TlF-1zSwnw4s1ujB2zLM3ZielwSscNc9ndxefeH96mjFDmOCRPpgLX-kUwUVWoq/s1600-h/woodie2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 115px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414776284220452338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSFKVZF58LFwGHU8Ait-Fo7R5t-eidbnnCop33Gx6XgHeEZW1-mFhwFj8BHimR3-Hbi8YgBCZc3ZPQ3TlF-1zSwnw4s1ujB2zLM3ZielwSscNc9ndxefeH96mjFDmOCRPpgLX-kUwUVWoq/s200/woodie2.jpg" /></a> its armor coating? Well the pictures pasted the censorship board, and here they are. The one on the right is a older shot, of warmer days, when the Woodie shed was wood!(and a shed.)<br /><div><div><div><div><div><br />The shot on the left is the after shot, with the metal on,(and a coulpe of windows in,) Behind the shed is one of the Atco trailers, whitch was used as a dornor,(where we stoled the metal from!) The ground isnt that slopy, I just shot this leaning out my front door, holding the camera at arms lenth, to shoot around the door,(I think I'll count that as excerise too!) We still call it the Woodie shed,(the Steally shed sounds stupid!)because after its warmer,(insulated,etc.)we'll do wood work stuff in there, and thats where the wood is stored.(Luckly, I didn't change the door here, so I don't have to reach for the Woodie knob!)(Ok, thats the last one, I promise!) <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjpdQrF7a635GsXQUdGatAtHlPNK52Qn1vS-eKesMLWLNionj8cQms6BSlwc6c3acKEm69eZT-mDpKMV3Gv6z2aOkFE-EoSnnq8Hd2QV3GAtKoTbFINf2KM0rHls-P9IEFvuVPdsCMVik9/s1600-h/100-0033_IMG.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414775870516329218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjpdQrF7a635GsXQUdGatAtHlPNK52Qn1vS-eKesMLWLNionj8cQms6BSlwc6c3acKEm69eZT-mDpKMV3Gv6z2aOkFE-EoSnnq8Hd2QV3GAtKoTbFINf2KM0rHls-P9IEFvuVPdsCMVik9/s200/100-0033_IMG.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjksuDvUJ8tAW6iKGBNdfJnB3jJ95BTdeO3rXBdejdRj_3lNUiN8SF_eqlUAf9eMvpMXQpv2f_JOWzl0hn3KWoddReE1xLZ2yYROhOpzksBZYUY5bpKCvMnijCjNyQHbdnlOW5hnj8KgYoL/s1600-h/100-0031_IMG.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414775437435163570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjksuDvUJ8tAW6iKGBNdfJnB3jJ95BTdeO3rXBdejdRj_3lNUiN8SF_eqlUAf9eMvpMXQpv2f_JOWzl0hn3KWoddReE1xLZ2yYROhOpzksBZYUY5bpKCvMnijCjNyQHbdnlOW5hnj8KgYoL/s200/100-0031_IMG.JPG" /></a><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414775643813629442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbteeDRnp7OQxeUtrIaR0DUUkn2qPSAAHgHrKDvKXnukybJ8ptBa3ddE28iaHWaMK4CCt5y4AcWucfNzCJb2lAMiTlztopvEQh53511sbRhFLa6nS4UK8p3bUWjNscO7VQRqet-4QgOz82/s200/100-0032_IMG.JPG" />Here are three shots of the trees, just to finish us off. This is an afternoon shot of the hor(?) frost coverd branches,(not sure if its hor frost, or horror frost, or whore frost? ethier way it'd work!) the same thing happens to my beard, after about 30 seconds out <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhht80HgFrgTZVqLYk_NPATk4Zn-gOkb06nOcd4pYD4QByJEVTUAhLjBIYUHKTzPF7ZVsv8QbhQ9e8-fluQhi9SUlY01zLnHLvO1Ja4l2VlWTmQVS2YmKhFU5c_2Apngx-c7kckZCHBCz3t/s1600-h/DVD5-probedroid-chewie-pos2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414807401051280210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhht80HgFrgTZVqLYk_NPATk4Zn-gOkb06nOcd4pYD4QByJEVTUAhLjBIYUHKTzPF7ZVsv8QbhQ9e8-fluQhi9SUlY01zLnHLvO1Ja4l2VlWTmQVS2YmKhFU5c_2Apngx-c7kckZCHBCz3t/s320/DVD5-probedroid-chewie-pos2.jpg" /></a>side. I end up looking like poor Chewie here,(sure wish I had a lazer crossbow though, that would be cool!)(Then I could bullseye wamp rats, or somthing, Chewies even kind of got my haircut here too, although more(I hope,)back hair, I bet thats warm though huh? ummmmm, warm back hair, and a lazer cross bow? that sure is one lucky wookie!) Thats all for last weeks blog, see you next(this)week, try to keep up eh? Hope your all warm and happy! have a great week. Latter, FrozenKev!<br /><div><div><div><div><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-27332662576697728482009-11-28T21:38:00.000-08:002009-11-29T23:23:09.249-08:00Grey Be Gone!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq6pVbrUgSU_ChOXfPB4e7ihEs7VdVxFNCfxP-JisMz6fP0HhphV6gDc7l_2Dt50v9JeRMpp54d6msE8fsUSMjfAQXutoXwz0beayp3TgGy0AlcZIj24GM9XDj37a7Qs2Z5L1BhpmHj5qQ/s1600/Hole-In-OneClubBanner_copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409401081833600434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq6pVbrUgSU_ChOXfPB4e7ihEs7VdVxFNCfxP-JisMz6fP0HhphV6gDc7l_2Dt50v9JeRMpp54d6msE8fsUSMjfAQXutoXwz0beayp3TgGy0AlcZIj24GM9XDj37a7Qs2Z5L1BhpmHj5qQ/s400/Hole-In-OneClubBanner_copy.jpg" /></a> Well good day all, told you I'd be back soon! Been busy working on my place, and not sleeping quite enough due to increased night time kitty activity! Added the banner above just to remind myself(and of course you,)that I used to golf, saddly, even though it was +9 today again, every night it is well below freezing, and the courses are all closed.(I kind of wish it would just snow a foot and then I would stop thinking about it so much, like I'm ready to set a basket in the bush and just start chippin, I mean I got lots of old balls,(yes more then just two!)) And to make my suffering even worse, about 5 miles from my home, a brand new, top notch looking, golf course is being built!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAvaFBxezLbg7FjnWgkdZko9mTjDJ8H0066WQIEFR6UKEsaW7JGDvPcatB6HO-GwpHKUQC7FacBintWBmwxkaT80GSb5eMBQ7N7KiXkoxA3APZOCPd2g9QE2YySw23v8ktEnWyBGSYKO7W/s1600/coal-creek-golf-master-plan-638.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409400797275052610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAvaFBxezLbg7FjnWgkdZko9mTjDJ8H0066WQIEFR6UKEsaW7JGDvPcatB6HO-GwpHKUQC7FacBintWBmwxkaT80GSb5eMBQ7N7KiXkoxA3APZOCPd2g9QE2YySw23v8ktEnWyBGSYKO7W/s320/coal-creek-golf-master-plan-638.jpg" /></a>Coal Creek is being built on an old coal mine, and has old equipment laying around the course. Some of the slag heaps, and dredge mine scrap hole, are left to enhance the playing fun!(nothin says fun like losing you ball down a bottemless pit!) On one of my drive passed, I saw what looked like coal black bunkers, witch would really make the ball stand out, if I was ever to be in one.(but why I'd ever be in a bunker, I dont know...maybe I'll just throw a ball in to see how cool it looks!) As I said, this is the old coal mine, the new one is only 2 miles from here, and a winters worth of coal, is about $30!(depending of course, on the weather, and how warm a person needs to be.)This winter has been warmer then normal, so that might be a high estimate.</div><br /><div>My Brother Carlin has come to the Commpomfarms for a while, and is fixxing up his own old dog trailer to live in,(mines bigger! but also older, and so far about 100x more work, so I guess it must about even out.) together we sided the woodie shed, with some metal siding we found just laying around,(after we peeled it off the side of a couple of Atco trailers, that is, theres more trailers around here then I could shake a stick at...although why I'd be wastng time standing around shaking sticks at old trailers is beyond me!) pictures of that project are being saved for the next blog.(have to clear the trailer park censor board first!)<br />Ok, on to the Grey Be Gone bit. Remember a few blogs back, Grey Power, in witch I give several reasons why having a grey beard was good? Well two times in the last month, people have mistaked my Mom, for my wife! So I decided to get the Grey be Gone! On my Moms next hairdresser visit, I tag along. This first shot is of the "old grey" me.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCi5jBOCgjDFzPFMMHWUuPVeCmZ8C6IVQ-nVk_ij7iIYCQVKyx9tcA857v1SKMDgiS0IaL6yUbIMGALxu0BTvkDVd4teOofl9KzrpXp6XDkqmcKulbiOPjGsXk91oeHooCQi-LDV9_NLut/s1600/old.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 142px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409399536525071490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCi5jBOCgjDFzPFMMHWUuPVeCmZ8C6IVQ-nVk_ij7iIYCQVKyx9tcA857v1SKMDgiS0IaL6yUbIMGALxu0BTvkDVd4teOofl9KzrpXp6XDkqmcKulbiOPjGsXk91oeHooCQi-LDV9_NLut/s200/old.jpg" /></a>( My brother Carlin use to shot weddings, not like me who just shot at weddings! hehehe! and He came along for the fun, and took these shots of my ordeal.) Norma, the hairdresser, whips out this paintbrush looking thing, and just starts swabbing it on,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzeBQH5Bf07HmnUMNnc0t-OF0Xrki73A40_z2viOL6NUHrPGhDsgXQyFRBCb11nXld1FVfHU26k9wDxYqNhkDKsPJHcSGo-JIU1jdxWkafis_7a9YGTsBfiPtgpGShIgzEUZCRhhSJZ_QZ/s1600/DYE!.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 170px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409399184110595666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzeBQH5Bf07HmnUMNnc0t-OF0Xrki73A40_z2viOL6NUHrPGhDsgXQyFRBCb11nXld1FVfHU26k9wDxYqNhkDKsPJHcSGo-JIU1jdxWkafis_7a9YGTsBfiPtgpGShIgzEUZCRhhSJZ_QZ/s200/DYE!.jpg" /></a> then sends me into the bleachers to wait it out. While in limbo, I had plenty of time to ponder things, like why are cows so funny to me? and do deaf cows mooo differently? and of coruse, how whould you tell if a cow is deaf, or just ignoring you?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Oay7Ajq0pixiBYWg4DrlJ37Jm4Bf5BJ8Y6xK8QSIXXs5GVP33zAwaxYiT7ygpWjtmE2tpIr3BibWGmNEdkw73htmC6XV7txkW16Fq7tl75WMIX0QTI9bzd9RmAdB10kckl3gTn1C1BSX/s1600/the+wait.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 151px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409399002592088706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Oay7Ajq0pixiBYWg4DrlJ37Jm4Bf5BJ8Y6xK8QSIXXs5GVP33zAwaxYiT7ygpWjtmE2tpIr3BibWGmNEdkw73htmC6XV7txkW16Fq7tl75WMIX0QTI9bzd9RmAdB10kckl3gTn1C1BSX/s200/the+wait.jpg" /></a><br />This is my cow pondering look...oh and thats my mom in the background, the one wareing the same stylish brown reverse cape,(and the same hair varnish eating into the brain glaze! Bleary eyed indeed!)</div><br /><div><br />A few minutes latter, it was time to kneel at the rince alter, and low and behold, Grey Be Gone!(and as I feared, instantly people started to expect more from me!, naw, just kidding...no one expects anything from me!) After the rince, the hairdresser decidied to shave my head for me, its been a long time since I got a pro haircut.(only 1 time since the biker chick redid my dreads, and that was over 15yrs. ago! she was funny, her card said," Cut-Kurl up&Dye!"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq6bCruPjTq7Gkwg2Th1UTp_tvrac7KzF-4b2IjCoJytFzw8Y5u7FAfAQRGqSlDFNSlofLnNBxv4HP9avUhXWXLsxxfzrI24nO20FvVWXJZzAeMjrk8hCImkxW2C2fRFnL3TJvJvBipx3_/s1600/the+rince.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 193px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409398798011806226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq6bCruPjTq7Gkwg2Th1UTp_tvrac7KzF-4b2IjCoJytFzw8Y5u7FAfAQRGqSlDFNSlofLnNBxv4HP9avUhXWXLsxxfzrI24nO20FvVWXJZzAeMjrk8hCImkxW2C2fRFnL3TJvJvBipx3_/s200/the+rince.jpg" /></a> I wasn't sure if she was a hairdresser or maybe a part time assassin!) Apparently, my last shave was alittle crooked/ragged/uneven, so Norma took it "down to the wood", as she would say. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSw_r7lDy0ak6ngiTDlaPc4mVVm9-OnVH5obDYQDu17ERn7Uw2_JVPFcPkr4poZLP9JS6qBmPPEST_8EvQRurno-tAa0WNz3ltIy8cwdNk5L1lXj8trkg95l-J4w2UdW6qgiWkVVcuoggj/s1600/the+end.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409398632420159778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSw_r7lDy0ak6ngiTDlaPc4mVVm9-OnVH5obDYQDu17ERn7Uw2_JVPFcPkr4poZLP9JS6qBmPPEST_8EvQRurno-tAa0WNz3ltIy8cwdNk5L1lXj8trkg95l-J4w2UdW6qgiWkVVcuoggj/s200/the+end.jpg" /></a> Its a very sliming type of haircut, like now Im more<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKLrn358B8uQG4-xGUQsfCarfNmhPXKdm6gPnyW5FRUzerRvfGERFc5jh4aWQBbdswnIHhsqN7jO3QSuaszN71h7pYlLPr5TNP6QceB7gjpmB2WYXwKvr2DM2qZjjvVhgT01zeS3p0bquS/s1600/the+end+2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 146px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409398317869833794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKLrn358B8uQG4-xGUQsfCarfNmhPXKdm6gPnyW5FRUzerRvfGERFc5jh4aWQBbdswnIHhsqN7jO3QSuaszN71h7pYlLPr5TNP6QceB7gjpmB2WYXwKvr2DM2qZjjvVhgT01zeS3p0bquS/s200/the+end+2.jpg" /></a> steamline or something. Good thing its not -40,(yet). So these next two shots are ones I took myself, note the bags under the eyes, and extreme onset of bleary eyes, must have been after my bed time.(I only look younger, Im still the same old fart I always was!)<br /><br /><br /><div><br />Well as for the trailer restore, I got the bathroom all hooked up, and the wall behind the shower boarded, still have to varnish it though.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzbkLUAF1w6QGziYzy4B6Ctgf6n8LStATJ2dgDm9Ll_1Dew4OkV5BnJ8mUOasmBTjpPyBk6jiyUyMASqIxZRoeFxRS66q6d_yGMU0Mtg-lOKxdKd1a8Y5_NJxlYovP0a89jf4pXyjj3ujS/s1600/bathroom+stuff.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409397806716893474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzbkLUAF1w6QGziYzy4B6Ctgf6n8LStATJ2dgDm9Ll_1Dew4OkV5BnJ8mUOasmBTjpPyBk6jiyUyMASqIxZRoeFxRS66q6d_yGMU0Mtg-lOKxdKd1a8Y5_NJxlYovP0a89jf4pXyjj3ujS/s200/bathroom+stuff.jpg" /></a> Also got my computer room drywalled, and tonight my bro and I did the subfloor in that room.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxPSG2b3AfelO37h2SNit8jhLSTtvpZgzTWhPArCcSCdsL7bsj96mtsSJ7aFsHOmtgRookTv9Ol_S9_y7mAuposV8781Pt3h00p7t7N9O_DTXMH9Eh53f2bL0rtiKnCozTEkljwMFoh-Yr/s1600/office+wall.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 124px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409396649458536274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxPSG2b3AfelO37h2SNit8jhLSTtvpZgzTWhPArCcSCdsL7bsj96mtsSJ7aFsHOmtgRookTv9Ol_S9_y7mAuposV8781Pt3h00p7t7N9O_DTXMH9Eh53f2bL0rtiKnCozTEkljwMFoh-Yr/s200/office+wall.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br />I found out that the old window I changed from my bed room is the same size as the puter room window, so did a double window,(hope two old windows are almost as good as one new one.) And dont worry, soon the flower print wallpaper will be gone!<br /><div>Well the hell kittins are quite for the moment, so should off to bed be gone,(no telling how many will wake up in the middle of the night for a game of jump on the sleepin duffer!) will update the trailer status as things get done, Carlins trailer is done enough that he will try sleeping in it tonight, although I think its because little Muligan the kat took his dead mouse in to Carlins room to enjoy, and some times they dont quite finish them. Oh well another week shot to hell, golfless! Have a good one, DufferKev!<br /><div><div><div><div><div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-6250065311345353742009-11-20T07:55:00.000-08:002009-11-22T22:31:08.953-08:00"I HAVE THE POWER!"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIkhn8WNbFjLIhT-Pkl4UGtWc3ExfzQN3-hxy6dsJAEtop3lrYZuQ9Wl2jzIdJGlTqH6WwLBv2w9kvHDNpnMaPG2hPAFjHmxmAkMIm9V3UX0kurHmuXCEUzu51DKKLDV2pCIsiBM5Qca86/s1600/motuwpkq8.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406217598922039906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIkhn8WNbFjLIhT-Pkl4UGtWc3ExfzQN3-hxy6dsJAEtop3lrYZuQ9Wl2jzIdJGlTqH6WwLBv2w9kvHDNpnMaPG2hPAFjHmxmAkMIm9V3UX0kurHmuXCEUzu51DKKLDV2pCIsiBM5Qca86/s320/motuwpkq8.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSIcvgQu1hAfqoEWB6sE9hmWmjihCMBeNsYNGLaaHhS7UWTqmCbRdxDh8qYSWP4TiMD_tUW87LTzQWT5dJpVxXggvHDclhECX-f8s935FG-T7TgE12jSidOwR97J1AtN6FwwF6I2OGJa1u/s1600/He-Man-Masters-of-the-Universe-he-man-604199_500_768.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406217388532057522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSIcvgQu1hAfqoEWB6sE9hmWmjihCMBeNsYNGLaaHhS7UWTqmCbRdxDh8qYSWP4TiMD_tUW87LTzQWT5dJpVxXggvHDclhECX-f8s935FG-T7TgE12jSidOwR97J1AtN6FwwF6I2OGJa1u/s200/He-Man-Masters-of-the-Universe-he-man-604199_500_768.jpg" /></a> Hey hey, every one, sorry its been so long since my last blog,(like almost a month!)but I have been busy!(like keeping 6 kittins off the table isnt a busy enough life!) This weekend promises to be justs as busy, so thought I'd at least start writing this morning. So, what have I been doing? whats up with the kitties? whats with the weird He-Man referneces? All will be told! O.k., as for the He-Man thing, I hooked up my power! so indeed "I have the Power!"(and of course with this victory, I assumed the classic He-Man pose, thrust my screwdriver high into the sky, and by the power of grey skull, I looked just like the hero of old!(except for the thinning hair, grey beard,& beer belly, of course, but its been like 30 yrs, I'll bet prince Adams traded in his six-pack for a keg by now too!)and turning to find mighty Battle-Cat...gone, all six kittins choose this moment to run away, quickly!(cowards!))<br />So in order to have power at my trailer, I had to run a trench to the dog house,(witch use to have power,)then hook my trailer into a splitter, then trench to the side of moms trailer, crawl underneith,(i got the privilege of crawling under all three trailers in the park, and my moms was the worsed! the axles are removed, sand piled under to reduce the cold, and tons of bugs!)and stick a fat wire through her floor, cut her main power, hook another splitter,(from her house to the dog house, from the dog house to my house,) turn on the main power and pray it all works!(witch it did!) Here is a shot of the inside of her wall, with a thisle plant<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZUNyMA7YCd0Ms1Y4Hby5JjDIdkHpUxvcz2300xDy6n2qXCgESn30RgJmkhXgIv5F4ZZS8HRPPcAfskdwt9r_q4Lk8ex_8kwx8wAR-e1crMRHtFqD5QTczJjoI9OcP1ZSZ5StEh1BFZe-d/s1600/power+thisle.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406216899223946690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZUNyMA7YCd0Ms1Y4Hby5JjDIdkHpUxvcz2300xDy6n2qXCgESn30RgJmkhXgIv5F4ZZS8HRPPcAfskdwt9r_q4Lk8ex_8kwx8wAR-e1crMRHtFqD5QTczJjoI9OcP1ZSZ5StEh1BFZe-d/s200/power+thisle.jpg" /></a> growing<br />up through the hole in the floor, and up past the main power box.(had to have been at least 9 feet long, and never saw the sun in its whole life! weird!)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBYhLzhpU9lf8sfj1Tb5JwFFNiIoSFFA4uj-auz41KRSJvBWD7Y8cU41IC090X4iSRdS6vxKvfySsPVmNo39Zvx7FZj65cm_yexukNevpii_dWH9AGZ7k_KmZf7KFYnS8tJkS6J6QvWesD/s1600/power+split.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406216507264379794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBYhLzhpU9lf8sfj1Tb5JwFFNiIoSFFA4uj-auz41KRSJvBWD7Y8cU41IC090X4iSRdS6vxKvfySsPVmNo39Zvx7FZj65cm_yexukNevpii_dWH9AGZ7k_KmZf7KFYnS8tJkS6J6QvWesD/s200/power+split.jpg" /></a><br /><div><br /><br />Here is a couple of almost finished shots, after the hooking up work was done!(ever try to stick a quarter into a dime slot? this was about as hard! the bigger the wire the harder it is to bend/stuff into the hole<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 56px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406216681228647682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwSc8LKPVAsljSDEqiiz5jxyaAzwepngvhjBAi-LKQXYtQUDIyUenNPWSpkxHXcRzLsn1sgAWyPdqz81ERvFdHr7H0g8B-4Fg3xvQM8PLipZZxEbZmLEd0ajQBnQRqejFyabETcDq06hBY/s200/power+station.jpg" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcZaR-U5cGVvbO9TMkw6F0q2SLo4AXW8HUV2CP6TYe4VOnPTtLNfiaQVb7RcIHvTz-aqrq6QDCIzpXCFZ6aEvUoQ0ISJr7DnMjWTabLbIPgesX5X8NFsbxk3z2Eu8GksSEY6BiXodYqiU_/s1600/power+line.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 183px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406216205586915378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcZaR-U5cGVvbO9TMkw6F0q2SLo4AXW8HUV2CP6TYe4VOnPTtLNfiaQVb7RcIHvTz-aqrq6QDCIzpXCFZ6aEvUoQ0ISJr7DnMjWTabLbIPgesX5X8NFsbxk3z2Eu8GksSEY6BiXodYqiU_/s200/power+line.jpg" /></a>But at the end of the day, all was working! On the left is a shot of the main power cable into my trailer.(Some of you may notice the trench, its suposed to be almost 3ft. deep, and it may not look like it is, but as any man will tell you, things look smaller when its cold out!)(thats my story and Im sticking to it!)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLkr0OIq770xK0N7IBAie_vIRSynzzWL-zC1MXW_HXW1LH8tqTMvtHBZwcbrkEvITt1CbzOGvenyHKxwsoH8vRM4l_CIfjL_mFpfRzUyIY0hwhmUREyAKVHgMcLmn4EX7JUE72mF10Nwru/s1600/dry+wall+start.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406217171572559202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLkr0OIq770xK0N7IBAie_vIRSynzzWL-zC1MXW_HXW1LH8tqTMvtHBZwcbrkEvITt1CbzOGvenyHKxwsoH8vRM4l_CIfjL_mFpfRzUyIY0hwhmUREyAKVHgMcLmn4EX7JUE72mF10Nwru/s200/dry+wall+start.jpg" /></a><br /><div>After I had power/lights/heat, I started the drywall prosess, witch really helps to make things feel like a house, instead of a 40yr. old trailer! Also helps drive home the fact that I've still got a long ways to go! I also hooked up my sewer, and water system. Here at the CommPomFarms trailer park, there is a well, but the water is too salty, so its undrinkable,(also the well is right next to the barnyard, so its doublely undrinkable now.) I burried a 240gal. tank, that is filled from a system in town that pipes fresh water out from Edmonton. After the tank is filled, the insulated line runs under my trailer to a jet pump, that presserizes the water before it gets into<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_UeIrKHbhfRJWFmk_l4usKr5wzaZ9e80LevAWPHUJ6rOzTG_QOTHPsqAp_Aa8YEIc-7zFVkj5sqypItg1sWD1FxIEzn_5z9L9bYIlDrWF-7SIl6TYMz7rBEXapvJgt7BO-hhpo2QMIdXI/s1600/jet+pump.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 176px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406215702246474098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_UeIrKHbhfRJWFmk_l4usKr5wzaZ9e80LevAWPHUJ6rOzTG_QOTHPsqAp_Aa8YEIc-7zFVkj5sqypItg1sWD1FxIEzn_5z9L9bYIlDrWF-7SIl6TYMz7rBEXapvJgt7BO-hhpo2QMIdXI/s200/jet+pump.jpg" /></a> the trailer.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBQF3_v61yWmathyWEI1D5VKhmYNa4q5Qhq8CyzHve5TBsN5TlbboCdVwclWZwdq6HGMb39y150_Yjn6wqZOKid0q3a_BfaiPfibzSoSpJEYWdSO0wdZNzpalbFb3OVzB6bVe6MgPoHyP4/s1600/water+tank.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 158px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406215919846937714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBQF3_v61yWmathyWEI1D5VKhmYNa4q5Qhq8CyzHve5TBsN5TlbboCdVwclWZwdq6HGMb39y150_Yjn6wqZOKid0q3a_BfaiPfibzSoSpJEYWdSO0wdZNzpalbFb3OVzB6bVe6MgPoHyP4/s200/water+tank.jpg" /></a>Here is the tank before it was buried, and the jet pump under the trailer, notice also the very sturdy skirting, with 2inch styro foam and 4x4's/landscape ties etc. in event of tornado, I'll be under my trailer, it'll be the last thing standing!<br /><br />So on the day I(and my Mom went to get water, it was a clear, cool day of about +2, and I got a little wet when we took the tank to a local car wash to clean before use, no big deal the old truck has a good heater, so we fill the neibours tank first,(I also burried/hooked up her water and sewer system, just cause Im soooo nice!)then back for the second trip to fill mine. The water fill station has a big pipe with a hose on the end, hanging about 15ft. up.(for trucks to pull up undernieth and fill from above.) There is a pipe to connect the hose to the top of your tank,(helps to keep the water goning where you want in, in your tank!) On this attemp the hose/pipe suddenly seperate, and about 30gal. of barley above freezing water pours directly onto my crotch! Stunning! The best part was my Mom, who instead of hitting the off button, just stands there and giggles at me!(she laughed for about an hour after too!) So by the time I realilize whats happening, and what to do about it, ie. put the hose and pipe back together, the water stops,(you only get about 80 gal. for a $1 token,) Luckly for me we're only about 7min. from home and a hot shower. After I fill the tank, and we are testing the system, I got a small amount of revenge. The old trailer water lines had a few leaks. I had moved the bathroom sink, so had shutoff valves on the pipes, and while I was checking out the leaky kitchen sink, both of the stoppers blew off!(jet pump kicks ass! indeed.) So Shes got a finger stuck in each pipe, and waters spraying all over my new bedroom! Mom is yelling,"shut it off! Shut It Off! SHUT IT OFF! And Im running around the out side of the trailer to unplug the jet pump, before my drywall gets totaled.(Oh yeah, and before my Mom gets too soaked,) Too bad I didn't have the time to really enjoy her soaking, the way she got to enjoy mine!</div><div>I fianlly got my shower installed and hooked up...wait for it..."I have the Shower!"(this time Im holding a rubber ducky skyward, waring a bathrobe, and shower cap on my beard!) Today I'll have my bathroom sink installed, and hopefully the kitchen sink repaired, so will try the water system again.(just have to wait for my mom to get home first, hehehe!) Well thats about it from the land of the Duffer, will really try to blog again before a month passes, there is always sooo much to do around here, but will try to share the fun with you all. Oh, yeah, the kitties are getting really big, they are almost the same size as "momma cat" now, Stripe face cat, was remamed "Slice", and grey ghost, renamed to "Putter", so we may have to keep all six, since they all have golfing names now. Have a great week,(or month, depends how busy I stay,) DufferKev. </div></div></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-47314492301759968662009-10-23T22:21:00.000-07:002009-10-25T01:28:09.673-07:00Spiecal Report, Live from Kat-Man-Doo!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDByVBIem0CpWe0FAMqEhOcvcVz5Ok6cFpL3wMEgrxV3XMEWhBhWquILECequ6u3SsfRlYntZoGc2dEkFrz__Xq-tr8mxsHWHRkARA9AQac4tkhBEomGjhSJYJ_gzI8ItajXJnJWdZfpYK/s1600-h/all+in+one.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396433457530218578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDByVBIem0CpWe0FAMqEhOcvcVz5Ok6cFpL3wMEgrxV3XMEWhBhWquILECequ6u3SsfRlYntZoGc2dEkFrz__Xq-tr8mxsHWHRkARA9AQac4tkhBEomGjhSJYJ_gzI8ItajXJnJWdZfpYK/s400/all+in+one.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6oVXkXDDoZWfefHa8MvJcXzDDiZIeYv8y9e7XIUeQuh0tAI3yi9m0KVdyT5Ox11dfwqxbBsgPLcOu63oAXPKD0VNvYsX0bQ8UUXM-nvBXktJExAshnZCEZc6JCA_N2-O3M8MjWgAxekAR/s1600-h/all+but+bunker.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396433311983560178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6oVXkXDDoZWfefHa8MvJcXzDDiZIeYv8y9e7XIUeQuh0tAI3yi9m0KVdyT5Ox11dfwqxbBsgPLcOu63oAXPKD0VNvYsX0bQ8UUXM-nvBXktJExAshnZCEZc6JCA_N2-O3M8MjWgAxekAR/s320/all+but+bunker.jpg" /></a><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>Hey all, Remember last weeks blog...there was a picture of 4 little kittiens sitting on a hay bale, out in the frount of the trailer? Any ways weds. about 1:30 am I wake up to doors slaming and dogs barking, and my Mom running around. About then I remembered the night before, about 11:30, I had to put out the momma cat, and just thought it had been hiding in the house, for the last 4 hrs. About the time I got to the door,(bleary eyed of course,) my mom was coming back in...with a little kitty in her arms,(one of the ones we'll likely keep,)she had saved it from the wild poms in the dog yard. Seems the momma cat was bringing the babies to my moms doggie door,(in her bedroom,)to get them near people, I guess.(I mean I dont speak kitty you know!) So one was already inside, and the one my mom saved, so thats only two, no problem I'll just take em back in the morning. Mom gets them some food and water, a little litter box, and we go back to bed. I wake up in the morning, and theres now four kitties in my room! About an hour latter I hear the out side dogs going nuts again, and sure enough, kitty #five is out on the hay bale, waiting to be rescued, and brought into the warm, fun house! #six I had to go get,(I lured it from its hiding hole in the wall of the other trailer, by offering my fingers as bait!)it made more sence to bring one here, then five to there. I now have all six of them,(plus the momma cat when ever she shows up,) and let me tell you...if ever your down, take six kittens and call me in the morning! Crazy, phyco little beasties! It would be hard to be sad with six little kitties playing on/around you! </div><div>So after the first morning, my slippers were across the room, and I suspected the kitties of course,(as my couch demon was left in Vancouver,) and I knew they were playing with them, so I left them out and snaped some shots of them. So lets have a contest...pick your favorite cute kitty in the slipper...and GO<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9ZwMyhjb54SAJPOONluRUEMeGYQlmgWDRgu0_S68n97DaHwrke82soWKT1bKCtJ3SVC17GThjb2jnSlRcbD-RQklv-N1rMFUkDiRI6Vg4X5zYX4FEZBFW_DHs5qhJ7fPIZbsQPwhlCJJH/s1600-h/mulligan2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396417337046458578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9ZwMyhjb54SAJPOONluRUEMeGYQlmgWDRgu0_S68n97DaHwrke82soWKT1bKCtJ3SVC17GThjb2jnSlRcbD-RQklv-N1rMFUkDiRI6Vg4X5zYX4FEZBFW_DHs5qhJ7fPIZbsQPwhlCJJH/s200/mulligan2.jpg" /></a>!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396417567559811042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgciyY90MnGVKVzkKHEdP2JQNfwFU7KoSh-0BPon0wIevbaRCUdeaqkZxq6Fxpezf12ggtPvTYY7_n004n9x_H-rxFbxwBU2wiL-Ws5AHSzW0boqhsLLLDaJHXuffXm1Uy5htfJ_PWKJLM9/s200/mulligan.jpg" /></div><div>Ok first we have Mulligan, wareing the latest in the walmart slipper...and again with the off the shoulder look! very sheik.<br /></div><div>Next we have Hazzard, <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9ADZOwOE_lIGCYpfl5J3UE8XLjqew_Fksq6tFTbubhYveP3nWzohzSD0BbSg-h7YB7989DeiU36tskPOXmdOzJi8G1wV8Vm6NhcLRneFuubH2MYp0PPAL4XbxYtqkfFFKwBSnrltmcEFu/s1600-h/hazzard2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 138px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396416727865012226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9ADZOwOE_lIGCYpfl5J3UE8XLjqew_Fksq6tFTbubhYveP3nWzohzSD0BbSg-h7YB7989DeiU36tskPOXmdOzJi8G1wV8Vm6NhcLRneFuubH2MYp0PPAL4XbxYtqkfFFKwBSnrltmcEFu/s200/hazzard2.jpg" /></a>also sporting the walmart slipper...and an action shot, cought in mid attack, watch out happless victom...your in hazzard!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396416907339516146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCHlb7e8qpHJLo6CbssHIXVJCZeS6CNjCMnjqgNG6A96mGVN3m_lU4krmivHmylfRfha_BvGJWWAbJzhZybZuSh9lsy8NT9GCAtqVthanGdLJRe1XfjYWtMwAhoPo17mPcfhW_I1_M6ywC/s200/hazzard3.jpg" /><br /></div><div>Now a rare glimps of Grey Ghost,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizELgBxjNglHgqU07Tpci6RX3U85FoXCgZHWzJ3OBfLw0NQGiAx_Np2ew6sQwtjj6hPa3sbntoFXts7z9ShjQSoE0NdUSPVUApwiueYG_iQZBDtTBNOKd_yUiyUm4pakMLEvBUijmKq0zq/s1600-h/grey+ghost.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396416229971796770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizELgBxjNglHgqU07Tpci6RX3U85FoXCgZHWzJ3OBfLw0NQGiAx_Np2ew6sQwtjj6hPa3sbntoFXts7z9ShjQSoE0NdUSPVUApwiueYG_iQZBDtTBNOKd_yUiyUm4pakMLEvBUijmKq0zq/s200/grey+ghost.jpg" /></a> soon to vanish once again into the mist, enjoy the elegonce while you can...farewell ghosty, farewell!</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div>Back once more, the most photographed kitty of all six, Bunker Kat! Today Bunker is showing off a slinky little slipper, from the walmart bargin line, <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2E3Tv33yoKfgfyb5HQ43Vc9RLMVV-BcY2I1m_rauUlnk7iohZsTYJSmAwiRBEW04g8y87amKM9BnGB9uaeSzJBBUI3mW_05CuZwXOcFJ8e17hpXoP2XH70-IeosNF5eKsooLMvcJDxYaG/s1600-h/bunker2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396415781151028546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2E3Tv33yoKfgfyb5HQ43Vc9RLMVV-BcY2I1m_rauUlnk7iohZsTYJSmAwiRBEW04g8y87amKM9BnGB9uaeSzJBBUI3mW_05CuZwXOcFJ8e17hpXoP2XH70-IeosNF5eKsooLMvcJDxYaG/s200/bunker2.jpg" /></a>and of course<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2HYZkcRsEhnQcmvdPNp22Mqr694k5ZhRxMT3DDpiMTOD6vn9aP10v9ZNwrw1A-slZExMJiGvGitfwnOKNu5hw_MdGXiaEMZZEEJTrmi49fNTHdoiwpcXf8RdDdBsDgJrB_injadkRBUyx/s1600-h/bunker.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396415198899889634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2HYZkcRsEhnQcmvdPNp22Mqr694k5ZhRxMT3DDpiMTOD6vn9aP10v9ZNwrw1A-slZExMJiGvGitfwnOKNu5hw_MdGXiaEMZZEEJTrmi49fNTHdoiwpcXf8RdDdBsDgJrB_injadkRBUyx/s200/bunker.jpg" /></a> showing off those stunning blue eyes too...very nice Bunker, very nice!</div><div>And finally ladies and dudes, we have Divit, now Divit was aptly named, as its the only one who consistently leaves holes in me! hahaha...but really, <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOIuX7cWZfM1kzqC17R8If7MzNh9Zl2oYyGuR0r6QqAKkP6gfpI8BCvIW7V0BVZauyd7ertxVYfgrD07zUffVCzQpz6Va3ZRbZvfr_X5IKu5sAmL4j9QuZqJ08prZNfos36V6gRcnX05Fb/s1600-h/divit.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 136px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396414538580111538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOIuX7cWZfM1kzqC17R8If7MzNh9Zl2oYyGuR0r6QqAKkP6gfpI8BCvIW7V0BVZauyd7ertxVYfgrD07zUffVCzQpz6Va3ZRbZvfr_X5IKu5sAmL4j9QuZqJ08prZNfos36V6gRcnX05Fb/s200/divit.jpg" /></a>Divit is seen here lounging in the comfortable, evening slipper, avaible now form your local walmart, <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396414854527976018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjexbDimLOCCqE92NxP-VFPQ2P7-0z8NJPmXKuuMeDL4d6SI_ImMUi5hux4QMLENK5DH2g1UombIolg3HktdQiDVjZc-gUB3XgF9WHNIFIG-RAhv9VoxHCixhk7yf4Z44VXLY2GEcGwADbH/s200/divit2.jpg" />and for those stiff upper lip, nights out, the slipper converts well for an night out on the town...not appearing in this fashin show was little Stripe Face Kat, who apperently dosent care for the slipper, but heres a shot<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiN4fhftY7-_ZetUKgBF787Ci47wOKHDJIAE4nTzlTub7GzF0xzUmqO1SeKaKJ443rLKzQptx3EWAfi2sPO7w3O-aO4-pmZETxgy37fmCwe4vYa1z8gEfrkCUvoqv6Pco_psNUjaJcNqyg/s1600-h/simese+cats.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 198px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396426112656098146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiN4fhftY7-_ZetUKgBF787Ci47wOKHDJIAE4nTzlTub7GzF0xzUmqO1SeKaKJ443rLKzQptx3EWAfi2sPO7w3O-aO4-pmZETxgy37fmCwe4vYa1z8gEfrkCUvoqv6Pco_psNUjaJcNqyg/s200/simese+cats.jpg" /></a> of the after show party, when Stripe Face found out Bunker was dressed the same...I think it might have ruined the night for all! It was hard to break them up, as the secerity could not tell where one kitty started and the other ended, so saddly both had to be satdated. </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div>Ok, did you pick your favorite? tough choice I know, but any help you could give would be great. On to the next problem, for many years now, kitty ranchers have been strugleling with the issue of getting the kitties to market, whats the best mode of transporting a frisky little fuzz ball to<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396429973337132306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjTuzY0ltFxLHmBDRQyCnklCYFKP8-QggxsXqM1FGolWiWOVcFRq0ARpq7197GKpWO6hO1zf8F67Y3D-1LgJSo_J3sokV-E96bD3RUp_yhf5QVxkqCFO_idV1biALTS081GyaerWbftcIf/s200/loaded+bunker.jpg" /> the auction? you tell me...If you can get it loaded, cruisin on the back of a big duelly pick up would do, heres Bunker showing us how. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396428656957392114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3vESFAKNj_H33eJBRrobKMXsz6iaX7aGGWsPZd0O1ybnOFhv4KKTLm5-qdeA8O2BnRc1TU6c9-GfqZxAR5CqvR7HbXtOAQCmnshF5wR05dpjhuhMZ70LW_eSwMfuHWstBayicyxrsRgqB/s200/loaded+bunker2.jpg" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Very nice Bunker, or whould you load them in a trailer? <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWmoQpPEwaZcLWA471bQi16JWajzC5jVx-KQ360Qn5FLt6YnDsHFMydoOVvIuR2St04YT3odIjRqlHiBl3Vx9GFS5ZLmBOKnIqj8PCgZwvj66CB_gpBR4wEshRP65CMkZ0gmnFKnzFlPim/s1600-h/kitty+trailer.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 146px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396431375631583874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWmoQpPEwaZcLWA471bQi16JWajzC5jVx-KQ360Qn5FLt6YnDsHFMydoOVvIuR2St04YT3odIjRqlHiBl3Vx9GFS5ZLmBOKnIqj8PCgZwvj66CB_gpBR4wEshRP65CMkZ0gmnFKnzFlPim/s200/kitty+trailer.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzUDFY4YaHqfJ0jTJd3LjMCGTpdHUgcSB_88mtcLgsxPZc9XXcDoAVP6FMcEUj3zAGsLqBRG5wLF3qODPC9SNGdefYExV5wSAouojxisqKeYutm_SG4epORpmpPgnVn-0FZuVgvqajHp3H/s1600-h/let+me+out.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 146px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396431996519301602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzUDFY4YaHqfJ0jTJd3LjMCGTpdHUgcSB_88mtcLgsxPZc9XXcDoAVP6FMcEUj3zAGsLqBRG5wLF3qODPC9SNGdefYExV5wSAouojxisqKeYutm_SG4epORpmpPgnVn-0FZuVgvqajHp3H/s200/let+me+out.jpg" /></a>Heres two in, and a third on its way in. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396431738838471282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXFUjUoGl2kGHpGZoT7UkjNku5Q3PpkbwYNTB7Y2ohBhjV0_uhwcw2ZPzpFoP4sYYmXq4SCoWbj7DLlmBAnm8jpO9NrYA_HImNo4zn4hOzD1byZEMJVw21acrbVDNFOIQ76cx3HWRmqQxp/s200/let+me+in.jpg" />Door closed? No problem for little Hazzard here, or you, with these easy open doors, any one will feel like they have the strengh of a mighty kitty...And when its tiime to step out, you could do it in style with this kitty trailer. Or would you just pack them up in a big suitcase? All set for the big trip, kitties ready to travel in style! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhIy_ZoWcGYw7Lrzlz2CsmQJhuC4qhgvTYVVxWU9Q-Sg9QDuwmmFtlGbzraWNn-zIdCRHTmNt1jL40r65gwVh8FwweinhMxWsxr-3-mGoEnc7ZRHRQjeUTVLBd1TYJRs5tur1WhFr1l31t/s1600-h/kitty+case.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 186px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396432853746678642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhIy_ZoWcGYw7Lrzlz2CsmQJhuC4qhgvTYVVxWU9Q-Sg9QDuwmmFtlGbzraWNn-zIdCRHTmNt1jL40r65gwVh8FwweinhMxWsxr-3-mGoEnc7ZRHRQjeUTVLBd1TYJRs5tur1WhFr1l31t/s200/kitty+case.jpg" /></a>Nylon, with fake leather trim, holds all six kitties with room to spare, for your walmart slippers of course! At the time of this picture, two other kitties are still playing inside the spacious interior! Well thats it folks, pick your winner, whats your favorite way to get your fresh kitties to market?</div><div>The Banner shot is of the entire clan, with poor momma cat on the bottem, I think she was just trying to get a nap, and they all mauled her, sucked the poor thing dry in seconds! you think bountys super absorbent? its got nothing on six thirsty kitties. The next shot is of all the kittens, except Bunker Kat,(must have been off on another photo shoot, or something,) Hazzard has taken to sleeping on me, and meowing to be picked up, its soo cute, I almost forget the hellion it really is. Hazzy is the one who walks up to the dogs, and goes for a swipe! I'm not kidding, the others retreat, but not Haz, its crazy how the names worked out, the cats personality is starting to match the names I gave them before, weird! Well thats it for this edition of the Kat-Man-Do Express, Weekly, and just so you know, none of the photos were set up, or faked in any way, I just set toys out, and waited,(for about 2secs.) then shot away over the last two nights. No kitties were harmed in any of the previous documantation,(although my toes are getting sore, I dont move them much at all, it dosent matter, I think they've got a taste for my blood, oh well, its all for the betterment of mankind, right? If any of you are worried these cats will grow up indoor wussy cats, with no hunting skills, fear not, after watching them attack each other for the last few days, I know they'll do alright, plus the momma cat has started bringing in mice for them to eat! Its kind of funny to watch, one kitty will have the mouse like half down, and any other kitty who comes too close, get a very nasty growl, from a little kitty with a half mouse stuffed down its throught! Tonight Mulligan got a big mouse, and after it was down, Mulli just lays down, and any time a nother kitty bumps into it, it gave a sad little growl, and went back to sleep, mouse over load! Now some one tell me how a skinny little momma cat, can catch like 4-5mice a night, bring them through a doggie door,(past my sleeping mom!)walk past two inside dogs, and jump a 3 foot fence, all without dropping the mouse! Well its time to sleep, the ankle biters are sleeping for the moment, so should get some sleep while I can! Bunker, Grey Ghost, and Hazzard, are sleeping on my feet right now, so will try to slip out from under them with out waking them up, I think they dream of war, chaos, and biting my ankles! Have a great week, Latter ScratchPostKev!</div></div></div></div></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-50849509808661197182009-10-16T07:06:00.000-07:002009-10-20T00:21:59.260-07:00Have Den, Will Travel!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyWH5dx8EmGb3PPfbqBP6Gtqmcx_B_SXkyOfLk4rpoB1eILyj_wIMeijtlXuOLDjVyWlOXaov2O4qtJHszhyphenhyphenEKEi3PDftyceyFQBXKUHM7TekHFE-myWJw0XnlzsIjymc_v0aPMVWjGiK7/s1600-h/banner.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 99px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394546339375865218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyWH5dx8EmGb3PPfbqBP6Gtqmcx_B_SXkyOfLk4rpoB1eILyj_wIMeijtlXuOLDjVyWlOXaov2O4qtJHszhyphenhyphenEKEi3PDftyceyFQBXKUHM7TekHFE-myWJw0XnlzsIjymc_v0aPMVWjGiK7/s400/banner.jpg" /></a><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>Good(Morning, Afternoon, or Night, just pick the greeting that applies to you,) hope everyones had a good week, wore off some of that turkey belly, got over the hoilday hang over, etc. Now for one of my favorite times of year, Halloween! Every thing is spooky cool! and there are lots of great movies on tv,(not to mention, the simpsons hell-o-ween, spooktacular marathon!) I like to think I keep a little halloween with me all year long! Then comes the low point of the hoilidaze, christmas! Malls full of over priced,(under built) trinkets, bought by weekend parents trying to buy a years worth of love, from kids who'd rather just be love all year anyways!(but this is only my opinion, if christmas still works for you, thats great! but why not be smart, and move it back like a week, then give bigger gifts after the mega sales! huh, good idea eh, sorry not mine, but still a good idea.)</div><br /><div>Moved the DufferDen on thursday, and the WoodyShed aswell. I didn't move it, but was there and helped, i.e. crawl under stuff, hook the chain on stuff, move heavy stuff, go get stuff, etc. It was quite a day indeed.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim_VA6Cc4n1zmqyqrf_2aal-l-Ul8jf0oYC4rmN1qMqcxctiTNJ403kqN5Yq7t6p11PFNhpnN-fS5uQPHbA2TJST3RO9bkVdEZ8Nwy5ZSl0Rm3ELWOerZFr3yJmFFyDzaolLcSoTFhQ_Qm/s1600-h/pets.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394546038825581682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim_VA6Cc4n1zmqyqrf_2aal-l-Ul8jf0oYC4rmN1qMqcxctiTNJ403kqN5Yq7t6p11PFNhpnN-fS5uQPHbA2TJST3RO9bkVdEZ8Nwy5ZSl0Rm3ELWOerZFr3yJmFFyDzaolLcSoTFhQ_Qm/s200/pets.jpg" /></a> The day started early, with a fresh dusting of snow,(for the animals to play in, Carlin&S<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyU4yB_6jAEY7OpV_oIwd8x-9GpWmU8ViMhazDudePnvymAeMtYkTUpB-miT0PDmj_kg35zCsy6Sfd3t27jMBMh8uDzU4NifpqE3AuBpt7rec_Ly4QEILR-7-y8iUHcm-2DVnCcMVtyH__/s1600-h/tt1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 86px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394545210382872514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyU4yB_6jAEY7OpV_oIwd8x-9GpWmU8ViMhazDudePnvymAeMtYkTUpB-miT0PDmj_kg35zCsy6Sfd3t27jMBMh8uDzU4NifpqE3AuBpt7rec_Ly4QEILR-7-y8iUHcm-2DVnCcMVtyH__/s200/tt1.jpg" /></a>am, show your dogs this picture, of Mago,the big furry one, Spotty, the smaller spoted one, and The Momma cat, all playing in the snow...like real dogs do,) First things first, have to clear the new spot. Now the most important thing to moven stuff,(or recking stuff<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 76px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394545459915361506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPhYRUqoy1hLdu_1a-iA3I_8aLDZkg7_YCc0mF6G_cCgnSZRTUEZoYWASGLSKpamG_o2FRYl7v97bUQ3wbLlY025FD2-mEQ5RWR_au63CKx6ity-IJy5-Cwhy9OPLPN4y29tkdj5piVoCq/s200/tt2.jpg" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUtey6QoGTmz4XJfNcxe76vmMyp1UxF96s1s2Sq4W_YxYSF7lfXGxz-ex8RQlAnHG5Cws63tMCrrS8HIY8-3DSqZGzSTOgYdpShOcFxIQMYWOF4B69Qtp2e3Hfvt2Fnuk1GgpWSey4iJGp/s1600-h/tt3.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 76px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394545669199748674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUtey6QoGTmz4XJfNcxe76vmMyp1UxF96s1s2Sq4W_YxYSF7lfXGxz-ex8RQlAnHG5Cws63tMCrrS8HIY8-3DSqZGzSTOgYdpShOcFxIQMYWOF4B69Qtp2e3Hfvt2Fnuk1GgpWSey4iJGp/s200/tt3.jpg" /></a> for that matter,)is to know some one with a hoe,(and no, not a pimp!)and back hoe that is. Stuff will get moved! My new spot was inhabited by a old, falling apart redneck summer home,(camper)that had to be moved before I moved in. As you can see, it was not a problem to just get it gone! The banner shot is of the camper dissapearing <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5H5V9VImYfpBJLyR67Y3uE9eb-YWNTV8tuYcJJrLxAAtpy_258vpfVTgNH59UgxWtIJSqsR1zM5Tf-gWGfpMC-wuJf_8oOVAdiafsXDYztw91B__InuWOQgluXPjg75q71IO37ZzvETKW/s1600-h/tt4.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 101px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394563551437080098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5H5V9VImYfpBJLyR67Y3uE9eb-YWNTV8tuYcJJrLxAAtpy_258vpfVTgNH59UgxWtIJSqsR1zM5Tf-gWGfpMC-wuJf_8oOVAdiafsXDYztw91B__InuWOQgluXPjg75q71IO37ZzvETKW/s200/tt4.jpg" /></a>into the back pasture, past the bored horse, and confused llama.(stupid llama, I had to chase it back in two times in three days! Nobody shaves it, nobody pets it, and nobody even looks at it...I wonder how llama tastes?) So the operator of the back hoe,(or hoe master,)(still not a pimp,) is my Mom's(sort of)borther in law.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSDeFPw2wtd_vPwkhDU3D1AOgi_MAGIcxECWrQmUVWFe95DtjeKG4BuZGpB9QDSgWU_-5ZWWJ7tEG0_NB4z7QTS6iZeRwfzd0BBxK-B7TXNWAAIYnfHa_JntHBAVj4FPPP08btaGXgdh5r/s1600-h/bush2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394544887786616354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSDeFPw2wtd_vPwkhDU3D1AOgi_MAGIcxECWrQmUVWFe95DtjeKG4BuZGpB9QDSgWU_-5ZWWJ7tEG0_NB4z7QTS6iZeRwfzd0BBxK-B7TXNWAAIYnfHa_JntHBAVj4FPPP08btaGXgdh5r/s200/bush2.jpg" /></a> His name is...well everyone just calls him Punky. A few days after the move, I was driving by his place, and took these shots of the Tree of Woe, and the Bush of <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis3jR0bIqJ0Kcj0nmdHr3L3BwhhHrVPOcXhh63f7Lzgf43cM0UOQqWHKeqoXi9ImxzAJxpuivDMKN2gLrOc2s9mn7jSF2_UNgEpR07iol_Nc40qn6hANJxXaxDs8UF3Lzx7SpbAcWNgJF4/s1600-h/treeofwoe.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394544726956832114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis3jR0bIqJ0Kcj0nmdHr3L3BwhhHrVPOcXhh63f7Lzgf43cM0UOQqWHKeqoXi9ImxzAJxpuivDMKN2gLrOc2s9mn7jSF2_UNgEpR07iol_Nc40qn6hANJxXaxDs8UF3Lzx7SpbAcWNgJF4/s200/treeofwoe.jpg" /></a>Death on the hyway side of his property,(and yes there up all year long, not just for Helloween,) If you notice, the trees are planted upside down, and the skulls are on the roots! Cool!(the stuff you can do with your own hoe!) To my eye, this is art, I seen art,(and more then just the naked stuff too!)and to be art, there has to be a meaning behind the whole thing,(no, cool is just not enough!)like how the giant corperation pisioned the water and all the cows died, and this was His silent protest ageinst the uncaring, faceless, earthkilling greed!(or somthing like that, in one of the shots that didn't make the cut, there is an old rusty water pump, repersenting the unuseable, death water,)(heavy stuff!) </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1zbyFnNXBljX5USUI-8HOmFvEXGNHg_iKXBhzSOlkvoFz2tXfsyLUrS3e8tlkAcPKsHlzOSYJNT_-WGmXRIwC-IsCW25RvxoPg9Y_VgWnTQ59TjSAOdv2tIwxntQvHB0SO8t_qxAD3vhx/s1600-h/moveit.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394544491155375522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1zbyFnNXBljX5USUI-8HOmFvEXGNHg_iKXBhzSOlkvoFz2tXfsyLUrS3e8tlkAcPKsHlzOSYJNT_-WGmXRIwC-IsCW25RvxoPg9Y_VgWnTQ59TjSAOdv2tIwxntQvHB0SO8t_qxAD3vhx/s200/moveit.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDNzDCC9Yljfx5OTcTxickpwUVYdO141BPZCyek1cBi1HE5w1A5nKOUMPH_88NtWJZmsayDOO5_AQ7L6am2bx_Sb4xlmfv0fhVvevmSriskq1s7WXZ1PF6kj3NBVr-brqdwO2AwKT_59Hw/s1600-h/moveit2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 73px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394544319972718802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDNzDCC9Yljfx5OTcTxickpwUVYdO141BPZCyek1cBi1HE5w1A5nKOUMPH_88NtWJZmsayDOO5_AQ7L6am2bx_Sb4xlmfv0fhVvevmSriskq1s7WXZ1PF6kj3NBVr-brqdwO2AwKT_59Hw/s200/moveit2.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div>So after the spot was cleared, it was time to move the DufferDen, and after a few more tire issues, the move rolled right along, smooth as a 40yr. old trailer, could be expected to anyways! And after a few twists and turns, and a couple tight places, the Den slid snugly into its new home! So now I have to skirt it, and have been working on the water, and sewer. The gas will be hooked up soon, and I've being digging a power trench,(a trench to put the power line in, that is, not a trench full of po<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm9fsDBOuf6CAjm83esWRFFgMhglnThAxu25aJn8J8khmpawoZzaP8oYT86KAke2ex4B2zenYaDHEt5wV4kwysbMhSKgjoCJrw5NmVIjWqpa8ZbMe8WhNwL83zLSLMT77fkzFJTgBXLQW9/s1600-h/moveit3.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 146px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394544105244100674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm9fsDBOuf6CAjm83esWRFFgMhglnThAxu25aJn8J8khmpawoZzaP8oYT86KAke2ex4B2zenYaDHEt5wV4kwysbMhSKgjoCJrw5NmVIjWqpa8ZbMe8WhNwL83zLSLMT77fkzFJTgBXLQW9/s200/moveit3.jpg" /></a>wer,)(oh and my mom dug the part in the dog yard, with the dog poo, I don't do, dog poo, do you?) This may be a good time to tell you of the mistake in last weeks blog, I thought my trailer was 10x100 ft. but remember, I had just finished my ceiling in a very un-ventalated place, so may have been seeing double, or something. It is indeed 10ft. wide, but as my mom pointed out its 52ft. long. Then after looking at our marks painted on the ground, we decided to measure the darn thing, and get ready for it,(dum roll please!)its really 42ft6inches! SNUG!</div><br /><div>After the trailer move,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7xu0YAikrcV4ifWvkoHAcqVR6-3XPaZqOz_Cw9YVTMi-2eQO7j7h6UvOzNFp3kjurtlHNC-5fJyLt2jKTni7JkAzEmsEV0acgPwiE00b8ov3f6IRo5RwhTNduSBenx6ZP-zS527ZYut2y/s1600-h/ws1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 90px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394563555652711250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7xu0YAikrcV4ifWvkoHAcqVR6-3XPaZqOz_Cw9YVTMi-2eQO7j7h6UvOzNFp3kjurtlHNC-5fJyLt2jKTni7JkAzEmsEV0acgPwiE00b8ov3f6IRo5RwhTNduSBenx6ZP-zS527ZYut2y/s200/ws1.jpg" /></a> the little woodworking shed,(code named, The WoodyShed) was the next to find its new home. The snow had been melting all day, and the hoe was slipping all over the place, till Punky scraped it all away, to get some good traction, heres a shot of the <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoDS-qhPqtgPkv7XrtNVCw-ndeQ_HG6n4W0Y3MqmD61lMhVc259nBPd1S0IFSfz5XXosxlK18BUfW_Cwm56YxNxSyqsNEGf8GdfKiX6hffhMCL93Ib7ANHF1aqbeJOQ53vBClnyVn2Oc9E/s1600-h/end.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 83px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394543745486910994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoDS-qhPqtgPkv7XrtNVCw-ndeQ_HG6n4W0Y3MqmD61lMhVc259nBPd1S0IFSfz5XXosxlK18BUfW_Cwm56YxNxSyqsNEGf8GdfKiX6hffhMCL93Ib7ANHF1aqbeJOQ53vBClnyVn2Oc9E/s200/end.jpg" /></a>WoodyShed in its new home,(with spoty still hanging around,) see how much the snow had melted already? The shots of Punkys "Death Portal, Under Life" piece were just a few days latter, and I've seen cars at the golf course, so...am really hoping to get out once more this year </div><div>So this afternoon,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimklODA7rb97vJ8LVlhhuiG_qVz2dpWCLDILUveOlcFkPym20lPim63ao3NMmOgkmWwNUmMYcO0s4wyQ9SzH3Vo4Xh60FVKuSdeStvZvQuBKTiBeCOBNa_E_n-tZI2BcJV2ABG3RQG8nzj/s1600-h/kitties.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 183px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394543274256979298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimklODA7rb97vJ8LVlhhuiG_qVz2dpWCLDILUveOlcFkPym20lPim63ao3NMmOgkmWwNUmMYcO0s4wyQ9SzH3Vo4Xh60FVKuSdeStvZvQuBKTiBeCOBNa_E_n-tZI2BcJV2ABG3RQG8nzj/s200/kitties.jpg" /></a> while bringing in coal, and firewood,(yup, I'm farm boy now!) I saw the kittens over by the frount of Mom's trailer,(right next to the pen full of little poms, who will kill them at any chance,) and it was getting dark. The trailer where they live,(for now,)is way across the yard, a long, long way for little kitties!(so I gave them a bunch of dog food, to tie them over till they get back home,(and boy, did they love it!)(and boy did the poms hate it!)(hehehehe!)and snaped this shot of 4 of them, the other two must have stayed home, with the cushy pillows and stuff.)Bunker is in the frount, cute little one! Any way, its been a long day, still lots to do, just got a new window in the bedroom, so can finish that wall now,(fun fun!) hope you all have a great week, latter DufferKev.</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-80275247591481772782009-10-10T22:27:00.000-07:002009-10-12T23:52:09.300-07:00The DufferDen<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzv-O1GQPXjG2JPtWFhLB7Xs0m3PJniE6AaN2x2Lj7ZKXAw_pUj0Yv4DQJbIbPntJyldVLnIztmWFeLGHZxUO_2GsNGNr2WM7DEP8DFVTQsM1zm4sZnpZP-gTO3kUUR8R1TahXjf75qVxl/s1600-h/banner2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 99px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391948234401609906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzv-O1GQPXjG2JPtWFhLB7Xs0m3PJniE6AaN2x2Lj7ZKXAw_pUj0Yv4DQJbIbPntJyldVLnIztmWFeLGHZxUO_2GsNGNr2WM7DEP8DFVTQsM1zm4sZnpZP-gTO3kUUR8R1TahXjf75qVxl/s400/banner2.jpg" /></a> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 151px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391947946245491410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje4cOM_P2ud8SXMzXXuIs2RI2kpYSM3-gNViKjDaP2aQhGVcSS6-0ez-54WmjpB4_qp2el0XTMmD5DBt0MRk6PGS7SHYll4s7GFjHk91ZDl6S2NyKqyJYay62EpGNoH9OHxUf0UEOnIepw/s320/banner1.jpg" /><br /><div><div><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>Well how the hell are ya?(was trying to think of a new intro, might need some fine tuning yet,) but seriously, hows it going? I'm still busy restoring the old trailer into the frisky new "DufferDen". For those of you who don't yet know, I inherited a 1969 trailer,(yes insert trailer trash/red neck joke here...I've heard them all,)its about 10ft. wide,(on the outside,) and a whopping 100ft. long! So when I first saw the trailer, it had been used as a dog kennel for some time,(years,) so it was hard to understand all the mouse shit, don't dogs eat mice? But after a good cleaning, it looked much better!(of course now, with the renos, it looks like dirty chaos!) I started in the bedroom bathroom area, and because the hall was so narrow,(my joke was, it was to small to fall down when I got drunk, except if I fell on my face!)I decided to just re-move a couple walls here and there, and make the bed room into a master bedroom with an en-suite! This has several advantages, like its easier to jump into bed after a shower, and theres no wall to slam into in the middle of a bleary eyed night,(no, but there is a dangerously low ceiling fan, oh, this will be fun, if I thought the couch demon moving the coffee table for me to slam my toes with was bad, just wait till the demi god of the ceiling fan decides to move it 8 inches to the left, just as BlearyEyedKev, comes wandering through, zombie like, on the path to "whiz now, and be back to bed before you wake up,"land, right untill the fan digs a furrow in mybrow! oh this will be fun! the words I'll say, in the middle of the dark and lonely night...)and of course, theres so much more room.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIkvIDfFzD4Ep90XuoDnwXZn2Fp5Qc8ZduR175q3EmIXsG1nmdoEygIryMrXebow-38MJlFwlHI57AcBjF5HicjHVKq8jE-CA7Hjg4RWKRw9v4sOngy0auwnoTrEu1-ENEpMh-DPIxv5UX/s1600-h/ceiling+during.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 152px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391946843257635554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIkvIDfFzD4Ep90XuoDnwXZn2Fp5Qc8ZduR175q3EmIXsG1nmdoEygIryMrXebow-38MJlFwlHI57AcBjF5HicjHVKq8jE-CA7Hjg4RWKRw9v4sOngy0auwnoTrEu1-ENEpMh-DPIxv5UX/s200/ceiling+during.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div><div>So I was working on the ceilings for the last while, <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391947006391647938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjzXItBgfxvA026PHxwaHw97toULiNHkvHhBtB51Uh9EOZ_fd3DU7XBD4Ed38vlVtlkf6Vze0VwH3hUAPtMv2gClMMIhtavl5cY14EJphvl_uKkCoetFGQWLbDyuWCALZ2VcwjQE0F8OPC/s200/ceiling+during+2.jpg" />and almost have it finished, here are some during and after shots, these after shots, have only one coat of spar varnish on them, they will get two,(very shinny, oh and should be used in a<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfGzDdppVY-ydqKaf_wspUQgUw-DURtZYLCgk4H1E3Do2B2icL5jhrIPA0vkrY2snJ0yaJIErH_StfBQgXrIVQv0lncLpA3c3_q3Qzk-m9HqTowg847Hm39l0xtNk8y1CDUV_ENiUEYO8I/s1600-h/ceiling+dun.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 136px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391947177115835586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfGzDdppVY-ydqKaf_wspUQgUw-DURtZYLCgk4H1E3Do2B2icL5jhrIPA0vkrY2snJ0yaJIErH_StfBQgXrIVQv0lncLpA3c3_q3Qzk-m9HqTowg847Hm39l0xtNk8y1CDUV_ENiUEYO8I/s200/ceiling+dun.jpg" /></a> VERY well ventelated area, saddly, my area was all sealed in plastic, and it was too cold to leave the door open, so it was VERY unventelated). Some parts of the ceiling, were dented in,(like maybe santa was double parked with the easter walrus or somthing,) not good, so I had to brace up portions, to make them level. Soon it will be time for it to be moved to its final resting place, then it will be time for the re-skirting,(insulating the bottem to keep every thing nice and toasty=re-skirting, now you know, <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzcBuNRFJqP1VKfIc1f-D9EoXapwiPhw9-Vdp0HbqJjaUOaL5s6X_YDxyuMFoe4tsqZopEV1OLZOgoDi4nim7jkxQ6lzfxnbvzSJs-BlifkfJFIFd-86R7oYFTsSbhPA5keXi-XXuNUC_B/s1600-h/101-0178_IMG.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391947603767776370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzcBuNRFJqP1VKfIc1f-D9EoXapwiPhw9-Vdp0HbqJjaUOaL5s6X_YDxyuMFoe4tsqZopEV1OLZOgoDi4nim7jkxQ6lzfxnbvzSJs-BlifkfJFIFd-86R7oYFTsSbhPA5keXi-XXuNUC_B/s200/101-0178_IMG.JPG" /></a>and knowing is half the battle!)and of course, hookng up all the utilitys. But for now, I'm just taring out the old wood style panel, and beefing up the old insulation. I will be dry-walling after the move, afraid it might twist loose during the move.(drywallings not quite enough fun, to want to do it twice.) I will write more updates as things get finished. This is my first home that will really be mine, maybe its a case of manopause,(the male version of the mid life crissis, and thats assuming I'll live to 80! seams like a kind of big assumtion to me!)but it sure feels good to work on my place.(even if its as old as me! no kidding, the trailers from 1969 as well, little did it know, after its unglorious accention into mediocrity, some 40yrs would pass, before <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQe7wU4UiLR3J5I3pg1HXIuF1OsDcXJSPjaaIXZfCgFW_Iac_MEppwVHXQNDglVNOVawcDIGNHnqU3PNYW0-8l5PMDqZ6eBIpIyJf2wvIPOClP995QPzMkVcpHsIWizEgNcblgV64G4O4K/s1600-h/woods+up.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391946268795421042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQe7wU4UiLR3J5I3pg1HXIuF1OsDcXJSPjaaIXZfCgFW_Iac_MEppwVHXQNDglVNOVawcDIGNHnqU3PNYW0-8l5PMDqZ6eBIpIyJf2wvIPOClP995QPzMkVcpHsIWizEgNcblgV64G4O4K/s200/woods+up.JPG" /></a>its triuphant rebirth as the dignified "DufferDen"!) I'm goin for a classly little bachelor's pad,(no, not the zebra striped, round bed, and disco ball, approach!)but will have to see how it turns out. Trying for the 3 C's of design, Cozy, Comfortable, and of course, Cool!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOX3NlyPHCRDWCd09b2CkIU3F5hPF7zKlpvK7T1sWBI9fJnvgmNWPNl-JHTcoKO_5UqCQ37GwYoFyo_1tIcXeP6OeSTFruBUcS9ckWWGsIXA01QfX1S442c6KVba2SmrzJlQEkmwREXwyX/s1600-h/101-0173_IMG.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391946568022371938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOX3NlyPHCRDWCd09b2CkIU3F5hPF7zKlpvK7T1sWBI9fJnvgmNWPNl-JHTcoKO_5UqCQ37GwYoFyo_1tIcXeP6OeSTFruBUcS9ckWWGsIXA01QfX1S442c6KVba2SmrzJlQEkmwREXwyX/s200/101-0173_IMG.JPG" /></a>(with maybe just a dash of Crazy, thrown in for spice!) When I'm moved in, then I'll resume the "Bachelor Tips of the day,". Iv'e been told by some, I must have rocks in my head, to fix up an old trailer, but heres what I say about that, A)the older stuff is usally built better,(although, I might be the exception!)B)Most of the insulation was in real good shape, plus I'm adding like an other inch of styrofoam to all the exterior walls, so it WILL be cozy! and C) I recently<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhegilPLTNYPUtDh3Qp77D_jz2sRFnit_WG6p28TlWoLRUGyVw6FL4NJ-1VXa6EujIzU32afmtMzwZAfm96GK2I-JrD2KUPbnGHSigKWF2NWQ3hkFOMZf_BvDN_aQGwiTz-pVhowgp-EpRN/s1600-h/AZD1AEKCAEGL2VPCAY07T40CAOCNH1RCAI0VGRSCA3QH33ICAOU9JL7CA9EA1YXCA41T00VCA999RU4CAQEHNFUCALBTVKOCALGM45QCAC86144CAU4DU1NCANIEHLVCAO5D1EUCAQ0Y3Z7CAJ3MSXUCAMYFO3Q.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 107px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 129px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391949832503153074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhegilPLTNYPUtDh3Qp77D_jz2sRFnit_WG6p28TlWoLRUGyVw6FL4NJ-1VXa6EujIzU32afmtMzwZAfm96GK2I-JrD2KUPbnGHSigKWF2NWQ3hkFOMZf_BvDN_aQGwiTz-pVhowgp-EpRN/s200/AZD1AEKCAEGL2VPCAY07T40CAOCNH1RCAI0VGRSCA3QH33ICAOU9JL7CA9EA1YXCA41T00VCA999RU4CAQEHNFUCALBTVKOCALGM45QCAC86144CAU4DU1NCANIEHLVCAO5D1EUCAQ0Y3Z7CAJ3MSXUCAMYFO3Q.jpg" /></a> had a catscan, and as you can see, no rocks!(so there!)</div><div>After I finished the ceiling, I deicided to panel the wall behind the toilet in the same pine board as the ceiling, and for some stupid reason, I decided to do it at 22.5degrees,(because like 90 or 45, would have been way too easy or somthing!)not the quickiest choice maybe, but hey, I like it. Here is a before and after, of the same wall.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfgWtkRgHMtgl3EftZ_vr6COezeoQoczDsNn8l-i-aZC1A_gwfIi4v3KNImgrMUcucVARsK_OJo_x47QgY8-H3-kOHo5S7OrdLOJ-siElqJXuN-jK_HL48Kmt9JxxMSiwCavHjCoEY2H55/s1600-h/expand.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391945556475382450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfgWtkRgHMtgl3EftZ_vr6COezeoQoczDsNn8l-i-aZC1A_gwfIi4v3KNImgrMUcucVARsK_OJo_x47QgY8-H3-kOHo5S7OrdLOJ-siElqJXuN-jK_HL48Kmt9JxxMSiwCavHjCoEY2H55/s200/expand.JPG" /></a>So the banner shot at the top is the view from where<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzDcw1owivqp406tX4TWRPV5Q5u7W9t1pVsx985RydhVeeinBhRPPOMsXOd2cLnCIx3iHxk9SLR-9VqH8kM-LhqkvUGen8OLt-ZZUh1ll2GrBsvuSkS3o8y1x-QPJ-C9lPhpg2hox-5oRD/s1600-h/bathrm+wall.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 151px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391945915869087922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzDcw1owivqp406tX4TWRPV5Q5u7W9t1pVsx985RydhVeeinBhRPPOMsXOd2cLnCIx3iHxk9SLR-9VqH8kM-LhqkvUGen8OLt-ZZUh1ll2GrBsvuSkS3o8y1x-QPJ-C9lPhpg2hox-5oRD/s200/bathrm+wall.jpg" /></a> my frount window will be, and the second shot is of where my back window will be,(my moms trailer, is some where on the left, so I'll get the morning sun first! oh, and beening back there means I'll be closer to the gas, and power hook up, closer=cheaper!) About an hour after I took these shots, it started snowing hard again,(while I was busy finishing the wall,)and made every thing look so pretty, unfortunletly it was too dark to redo the shots, so just imagen it all with 3inches of fresh, clean snow blanketing all the scenery,) I was afraid it was gonna kill me, the first snow, or -8,(-12, with that ever persent north wind, blowing up my back,)but other then the foot warmer part of the Blaze's heater not working at all,(seriously, I wore my slippers driving on the way to town today, the ones from wallmart, with the cute little skull-n-cross bones on them, very macho, I know,)I think I'm doing alright, it seams to be warmer, here, then in Van. even when its colder, I was born even farther north then this, so may be more use to the dry cold, as oppossed to the VERY wet cold of the coast.(Although I could,(did)golf in the wet cold almost every week, now, not so much!) Any way, hope you all have a great week, Iv'e got a little more to do to prepare for the big move,(across the yard,) and will be sure to get some shots of the event, will keep you updated, more exciting tales of the reno next week, Latter, DufferKev.</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-60503372282454870012009-10-04T19:41:00.000-07:002009-10-05T07:33:35.106-07:00Lost, Treasure Found!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU5B1Xx36pZYjSBbiDXdwU_gtbxo_u8E6l8PpQ2-1HyqQKF5sLNx3Fyie8FiC_nVv-fENuOPZlSYX7CMLSvNwyBQ8kzIAfzXSxz2W70zPNosSbgS9R4gbQbWU_KRSXnSktuzSOxUkx3Apv/s1600-h/Dharma.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388955491204208098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU5B1Xx36pZYjSBbiDXdwU_gtbxo_u8E6l8PpQ2-1HyqQKF5sLNx3Fyie8FiC_nVv-fENuOPZlSYX7CMLSvNwyBQ8kzIAfzXSxz2W70zPNosSbgS9R4gbQbWU_KRSXnSktuzSOxUkx3Apv/s320/Dharma.jpg" /></a> Hey, hey everybody! Hope youv'e all had a great week, Mine was busy as normal, getting my trailer ready to move to my new yard, and picking up my(slightly)used rv trailer, the "Birdie Station". Now when I first saw this mobile mansion, I was deceived into thinking this was a normal, ten year in the bush, type of rv, but in realility it was much more! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggAUwqXbyXqVMJHWa-UblNPV7XFk4MR6R7eZpjx6YCBHVvmchwy6W5LPwLRCZW6B6VFfjcuceEQ4nAdnLPVzZtF-bF3kBcRfs6Hl2poULr2oLDE5qi-iYLmVBGJizNXerdGxW4zSBkzFTf/s1600-h/eckert_dharma01.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388954809584781234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggAUwqXbyXqVMJHWa-UblNPV7XFk4MR6R7eZpjx6YCBHVvmchwy6W5LPwLRCZW6B6VFfjcuceEQ4nAdnLPVzZtF-bF3kBcRfs6Hl2poULr2oLDE5qi-iYLmVBGJizNXerdGxW4zSBkzFTf/s200/eckert_dharma01.jpg" /></a>This was in fact one of the lost Dharma laboratories. Its real name is "The Dharma Initiative(Canadian Branch)Mobile Golf Reasearch Station, The Birdie," or just "Birdie Station" for short. If you remember from last blog, I mentioned spending the night after the BeerFest in the Birdie Station, and awoke knowing I was in <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDrDSKwyjQ8rpVfCbZtrPVGw3lERoIFT8PO3AgJU4q4UKnwFrWnz-_ohRNPINY3UvdWizB1SyCjREWbc4Tcow1dFGQ14ut33MvqRDHgqW9untj-GrtTVUpkfyBaOzVRQQeo9mxSdijWV8n/s1600-h/dharma+initiative.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388953780669338578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDrDSKwyjQ8rpVfCbZtrPVGw3lERoIFT8PO3AgJU4q4UKnwFrWnz-_ohRNPINY3UvdWizB1SyCjREWbc4Tcow1dFGQ14ut33MvqRDHgqW9untj-GrtTVUpkfyBaOzVRQQeo9mxSdijWV8n/s200/dharma+initiative.jpg" /></a>some place special. Now like most diamonds in the ruff, this gem required some work! First like I've already stated, the Birdie had sat in the bush, un-used, for over ten years,(must have been picked up form a Dharma yard sale or something,) and was given to me by my great friend Lyn, after I finished her cottage paint job.(one hell of a tip, I'd say!) Here is a shot of the exterior, and the finished paint job,(I hope she loves it as much as I love the Birdie, my brand new home instead of home!)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc3CGWULtC1CHpjuiFz9qH6gQXfS4ZPpZ-bH8Z9JWLipUxVj52AswvWcrvYDN0FCnwAF0pabxCEEnY__CznVxpXFFh1saIp6WMNOOF3fP9mrVsA3sZWqK_jJW-XkIhyphenhyphentRo4dj4mvD51SvV/s1600-h/101-0155_IMG.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388983250720965122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc3CGWULtC1CHpjuiFz9qH6gQXfS4ZPpZ-bH8Z9JWLipUxVj52AswvWcrvYDN0FCnwAF0pabxCEEnY__CznVxpXFFh1saIp6WMNOOF3fP9mrVsA3sZWqK_jJW-XkIhyphenhyphentRo4dj4mvD51SvV/s200/101-0155_IMG.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMHgjGudbRwd43bA1YsXavRJ31qIn6GytICgak4cWGTu6YSGUk8Op5wZgo9K8Wr-uYlYVsE6SeZC_DVu3rTGfLQQzT20qepPCw4q4jP0rrDzBzQD9gVGr2_eEkblkaMHguDsL9j3KvjOYI/s1600-h/skeletor.JPG"></a><br /><br /><div><br />I hook up to my trailer, and gank it from its tree lined grave,(you remember gank, dont you, giant+yank=gank!) I should say the inside was/is in great shape, no mold, mildew, or dead mouse mummies,(you should see the ones I found in the bigger trailer I'm restoring, complete mouse mummies with full skeletons, and fur piles<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi828FqzRXcIHy_-2NVzHir3-ko4JbRQ1s9Uron8yLZQEYkQ7C8dc_zh-mD5kyvauVz_l_K_ef3VKb3X8IQywM5W0fGOKWTa_2J-6syV5mrE1-frh-cE0schGMB4O_bPfI-PLZ506KRdMX8/s1600-h/skeletor.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388987843316701618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi828FqzRXcIHy_-2NVzHir3-ko4JbRQ1s9Uron8yLZQEYkQ7C8dc_zh-mD5kyvauVz_l_K_ef3VKb3X8IQywM5W0fGOKWTa_2J-6syV5mrE1-frh-cE0schGMB4O_bPfI-PLZ506KRdMX8/s320/skeletor.JPG" /></a> all around them! don't belive me? well I took a shot of one, just to show the likes of you! see, if you look close enough you can see it's little skull, ribcage, and backbone/tail.) No, the inside was pristien! The out side a disaster!(but not un-cleanable.) So I spent about an afternoon, plus next morning cleaning the outside, and changing the broken roof vents,(of course the second one was much easier to change then the first, why is that? I really still didn't know what I was doing for the second one either.) After hours of scrubbing, with every type of brush, and scouring pad I could find around the CommPomFarms, the results were stunning!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiob8b0R11XzKS2YodHz-gmVwZM3z7p0vRKwTRi4VAy6MLEJ5DNUyq8wRtGP2hXPaxXrIxhsgZni_Qta9DqB32S7yD_w_hTaoEa9CL8ZjUf0s5kzyA5GqTqxnGPJgg9-ytadjIWnC1R-Sp/s1600-h/101-0153_IMG.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388951796828632322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiob8b0R11XzKS2YodHz-gmVwZM3z7p0vRKwTRi4VAy6MLEJ5DNUyq8wRtGP2hXPaxXrIxhsgZni_Qta9DqB32S7yD_w_hTaoEa9CL8ZjUf0s5kzyA5GqTqxnGPJgg9-ytadjIWnC1R-Sp/s200/101-0153_IMG.JPG" /></a>Here is a before and after of the back, before was taken at Gull Lake, and the after here at home.<br /><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn_c_a0GTTkM4yqrYnbMjN6i9FpxxiCTVR6Lm4k262dT-j9ZN3XvqLIG_dH3mzUPpj-yO7IA6Mv1k28IEe7MFQqjDeIwZTTN9RAZTKYZTzs1CR9yd3mAoL8_5gRZv_YqWRFcGuN1yU7FuT/s1600-h/101-0162_IMG.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388951806461397826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn_c_a0GTTkM4yqrYnbMjN6i9FpxxiCTVR6Lm4k262dT-j9ZN3XvqLIG_dH3mzUPpj-yO7IA6Mv1k28IEe7MFQqjDeIwZTTN9RAZTKYZTzs1CR9yd3mAoL8_5gRZv_YqWRFcGuN1yU7FuT/s200/101-0162_IMG.JPG" /></a>And the front before and after aswell,(just thrown in for good measure!)<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5t-U3H5e5pwhHPOAQsDnc3GB3vFAScj6K0iHA9B92IGffmTv3QkeHe5tS_0QBaoqgS5Uu4vTiCjC6Pglu_zurfzT77ygruU_ESD7OJFburP1lzqSpF6VbYWn-Qu0WG_Vm1tQlilRP418x/s1600-h/101-0161_IMG.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388951167546038946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5t-U3H5e5pwhHPOAQsDnc3GB3vFAScj6K0iHA9B92IGffmTv3QkeHe5tS_0QBaoqgS5Uu4vTiCjC6Pglu_zurfzT77ygruU_ESD7OJFburP1lzqSpF6VbYWn-Qu0WG_Vm1tQlilRP418x/s200/101-0161_IMG.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtZec4YsdOT6XEXgf_iqRr-1YaGlXsDPrNfGLKpEcczwXk8ea4edO63HwRXlSBXnsiYZ_jgsrCqnhFjYPmW96ITSGuiM4brz-2g_x2bhggo4xz0K3rj_XoyMjdR8udzHhTRqH27YSIQTWu/s1600-h/dharma+initiative.jpg"></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihEa6zhFy-0c-fIOfr3YoO0NKP8OZBtMtgB0n5McV_7mFn3RZoROoD9To-f96eOY84VsCj_zVBfSXaXlWU38prvs4qvKf22BYCatTr9WIAjZDaeAktFsFGSFANKM_I_8scxS44v4fvPCNI/s1600-h/101-0152_IMG.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388951155835951714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihEa6zhFy-0c-fIOfr3YoO0NKP8OZBtMtgB0n5McV_7mFn3RZoROoD9To-f96eOY84VsCj_zVBfSXaXlWU38prvs4qvKf22BYCatTr9WIAjZDaeAktFsFGSFANKM_I_8scxS44v4fvPCNI/s200/101-0152_IMG.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIuI2mID6-3yHV6UHk6IiOzAp_FZ5SVT-54UpPMurUX3s7K5rBzDnZqsS2b9EW_bHzBmS4J3a64cAnhFNCugmxC0MDz4hIqmnj9ljmM1gppjIKXelIoff3waaBn5NAxTwI8SiMFmurI_81/s1600-h/dharma+initiative.jpg"></a><div><br /><br /></div><div><br />Unfortunatly, I am unable to show any pictures of the interior,(because of the super secert, sensitive, scientific equipment contained within, and stacks and stacks of Dharma Porn!, just kidding.)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbv5LspqIdffUYwpT2F9AhxBxIemcN1OLH9pHvKGTO_x5uFKQS3iWQX0K5wNm-ld1vTxQpdfkCC8zRNIiRPxU23sIAA6Qj_cfGKZbYdxI1eErnWqRPZQLBEkdpyDHNqR_zuYfOKU8xMZNJ/s1600-h/dharmaration5.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 129px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388947973797306802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbv5LspqIdffUYwpT2F9AhxBxIemcN1OLH9pHvKGTO_x5uFKQS3iWQX0K5wNm-ld1vTxQpdfkCC8zRNIiRPxU23sIAA6Qj_cfGKZbYdxI1eErnWqRPZQLBEkdpyDHNqR_zuYfOKU8xMZNJ/s200/dharmaration5.jpg" /></a>(Although the Dhama beer, and snacks are wonderful, after the peanut butter is empty, I plan on a Dharma sock 2000, just in case I'm stuck some where,(like a island)my socks will always be fresh and clean!)<br /><br /></div><div><br />My path now is clear, my mission, obvious, I am ment to continue the research into the superior golf exsistice, the "Birdie Zone" if you will. I must now travel the world,(Canada,) and seek out the true essence of the perfect golf experience! No small task, granted, but one worthy of a life long obsession. Unfortunently, I don't have the funding behind me, like the real Dharma has,(yes they still are around, just harder to find,) so if you feel the urge to donate to this worth while, and potentally earth shattering experiment, to quote Psycho<br />Mike-o from The Infectious Grooves/Suicidal Tendencies, "We take cash, we take checks, we'll even take your momma's dentures if they got gold in them!" Because, lets face it, towing this station around will be expencive, aswell, the price of golf is never cheap, and whats to become of me? Non-stop, indepth, mind altering, golf experimentation, will surly take its toll, on my mind, body, and soul. But this price I will gladly pay, for the betterment of all mankind, for with the discovery of unlimited golfing power, surely the planet will heal its self from all maner of conflict and strife!(the ultimate power struggle, and oil greed, will pale in comparison to this great acomplishment!)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUKnyH3aaf1WtysPKyI2QPNDIXtH_NPn7q160DG6EBIG6cq-3G4EQyFWUbfOIS5ge_fqeUTQHN6pRJfkpuBVkjwciU_bFOCLQNxddrcGiJWG6gcMFMEx7Ay_e8ecgLNAkQ_w-oIBq0yRBO/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388947963697669186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUKnyH3aaf1WtysPKyI2QPNDIXtH_NPn7q160DG6EBIG6cq-3G4EQyFWUbfOIS5ge_fqeUTQHN6pRJfkpuBVkjwciU_bFOCLQNxddrcGiJWG6gcMFMEx7Ay_e8ecgLNAkQ_w-oIBq0yRBO/s200/2.jpg" /></a><br />Moving right along,(just as if I wasn't rambling for like the last 2 minutes, or something,)here is a shot from my Mom's cell phone, of this humble duffer, at the beer fest, notice the ramrod strait pinky finger, that is from years of being a tea tottler, while living in a english mannor house, back when I was known as "Lord DuffeKev", no, but very British of me none the less. Notice also the shit-eating-grin, thats from the other 17 beer I sampled before this shot! I think this beer was the Zeitgeist, see it is black like satan's semen, that DrunkKev, sure is a shrewd one.(Sure wish I'd listend to his advice on marrage, though, could have save all kinds of time/misery!)</div><div></div><div>About a month ago, one of the very tame yard cats gave birth,(probably the female one,)and the search has been sort of on for the kittens ever since. One day I spotted them playing in the sun, and snapped this shot of one of my faverites. Not sure if it's a boy, or girl, kitty but I'm calling it Bunker Kat,(like the sand bunkers from a golf course, cause its got one sandy paw, like it was in a bunker.) The first time I saw this little one,(with the other 4, we think,)with my Mom, the others were alright, but this one, reared back, and tried to hiss at us. It was soooo cute, cause it didn't know how,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKFAoE78OpJDSZGHq_b-t4s_5YmGC7iqMPYlAcXXxYdOAMwuGJmjBRJ8-fPiU6WFsTRf3TWK1Uzbnw0BjnWLmKS00CvlLsVnxDFY7eKdhcY4ZvaOco_-3vk5b7y-DT4HRXeEWXa4CNXrgq/s1600-h/Bunker+Cat.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388947427052608882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKFAoE78OpJDSZGHq_b-t4s_5YmGC7iqMPYlAcXXxYdOAMwuGJmjBRJ8-fPiU6WFsTRf3TWK1Uzbnw0BjnWLmKS00CvlLsVnxDFY7eKdhcY4ZvaOco_-3vk5b7y-DT4HRXeEWXa4CNXrgq/s200/Bunker+Cat.jpg" /></a> so it just went,"hthaa, hthiss, hathoo," at us, more of a perverts heavy breathing, then a scared/pissed off kitty. So right away, I like it's spirit, don't let not knowing how to do something(or even why you do somthing)stand in the way of it getting done! I might even move Bunker into my DufferDen,(when the trailers more re-stored, and it's bigger then the mice I expect it to eat,) but will have to see, I've had some great cats, and some I didn't care for much at all, so will wait a bit to see if we clash or not. In the mean time, do you want a cat? there are 3or4 to choose from, all little fluffy things, just looking for someone,(just like you!)to love them, and take them home before the expencive stuff starts! Thats it for now, hope youv'e enjoyed it, latter, DufferKev!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div></div></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-91930667326815043832009-09-28T23:15:00.000-07:002009-09-29T11:00:32.314-07:00Beer! Glorious Beer!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR_PxxJGbaXC8PjXQm0N0iWpruDMqFi8rpcQJo0cKpYE4wkavWggctf-VlGatHWbeEtmMrU-DKHD4EAea6xS9YgWTK1F86Kqd-ne6UyJVG1y-pJ0ApffJ3uoaGtE0rkzA7MDT2tsjDZV37/s1600-h/ChurchEnd_Banner.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 157px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386776223565474306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR_PxxJGbaXC8PjXQm0N0iWpruDMqFi8rpcQJo0cKpYE4wkavWggctf-VlGatHWbeEtmMrU-DKHD4EAea6xS9YgWTK1F86Kqd-ne6UyJVG1y-pJ0ApffJ3uoaGtE0rkzA7MDT2tsjDZV37/s320/ChurchEnd_Banner.jpg" /></a><br />Well hello world! Iv'e had a busy few weeks. I have finished my jobs at Gull Lake, and have returned to the "CommPomFarm Trailer and R.V. resort park". As I was wrapping up at "the lake", I heard on the radio about the international beer festival being held a few minutes drive from there, soooo...I decide to come back! First let me just say, when I found out it could be<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRnYJeO5K_71wl09ZEv96pZjDGtlZQM_1BVFJZD-DK1qixAlKK1uPKnkXlXjm3g9BaxdmIIJOlpSqOIuwYyME7DV2nnHaAdNiLr3kY_8rLfBQYNbKaUceeggDrH9J-c0Mx3K5zrKDod-SZ/s1600-h/renstimpycrazy.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 158px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 116px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386777483269759954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRnYJeO5K_71wl09ZEv96pZjDGtlZQM_1BVFJZD-DK1qixAlKK1uPKnkXlXjm3g9BaxdmIIJOlpSqOIuwYyME7DV2nnHaAdNiLr3kY_8rLfBQYNbKaUceeggDrH9J-c0Mx3K5zrKDod-SZ/s200/renstimpycrazy.gif" /></a> done, I was as excited as Ren with the Happy Helmet on!(just look at the pure joy in his little eyes!) Even with weeks of work here to be done before the snow flies, I pack up my Mom, and friend(who has asked to be nameless, must have read my stuff,)into the Blaze, and headed out for the 2+hour drive back to where I just was before!<br />So the name itself cojours up images of pure delite! Inernational,(from all over the world!) Beer,(holy water, mothers milk, lifes blood!) Festival,(brining together of, reason for being, PARTY!) and in my sleeping mind the night before, the rainbow of barmaids from the world over were lining up to entice me with their liquid treasures!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8O4obgkcBPDcnkcY0VbiLHPK6hvPgxk7aP1hCvs7dW4iaxILERv54RPU2pmHkir5JcPMpkZmBUu2dKhRD6kn4RrHc5g8JRQt5nMzC-72CP5q6OBUYgphE4KCN99AUTycwrKOmZz8AKz2e/s1600-h/asp-0536.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386775775296468594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8O4obgkcBPDcnkcY0VbiLHPK6hvPgxk7aP1hCvs7dW4iaxILERv54RPU2pmHkir5JcPMpkZmBUu2dKhRD6kn4RrHc5g8JRQt5nMzC-72CP5q6OBUYgphE4KCN99AUTycwrKOmZz8AKz2e/s200/asp-0536.jpg" /></a><br /><div>After the uneventful trip,(back to the lake,)we had diecided on some lunch,(good idea to NOT go to a beerfest on an empty stomach!) and as I was backing out, we hear a crunch/snap sort of thing. This was when my brakes broke! Now there had been some previous grindings and gripings, so the broke brakes was not a total shock,(the repair bill, and the fact that my mom was willing to drive with me through a major city, with brakes that may not, was a bit of a shock!) After fixing about half of the sugessted estimite,(and working out a deal with my Mom, her magic card,(gotta love them airmiles!)and me being the yard slave for about the next 4 years), the Blaze was in the air, and under the gun.</div><div>Now we have at least 4 hours to kill, and I have a repair bill to forget,(temperarly, of course, to quote Homer,"ah alcohol, the cause of, and sulotion, to all lifes problems!") so into a cab, an to the fest we go!<br />After the $20per head, at the main gate, there was a ticket purchase booth,(the tickets were $0.50 each, and each 4oz. cup was between 2-4 tickets!) also at this booth were little(cute even)beer mugs that where at least 5.5oz,(may be even 6oz!) for an extra $5, now I may not have <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqmjz_IuryF9A2Q8QBC841-Z47XJNXThr3Iw4A8bGKZgINhwarY_vAJGYV1At9PNl73CxvCzWlkW5Mv7HiRrYQwZCR9F-vUQLRsfW7yszYXASjjJ4lNL17YHswmLWKhoT_ESNnuCA_if3f/s1600-h/101-0148_IMG.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386775452748736354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqmjz_IuryF9A2Q8QBC841-Z47XJNXThr3Iw4A8bGKZgINhwarY_vAJGYV1At9PNl73CxvCzWlkW5Mv7HiRrYQwZCR9F-vUQLRsfW7yszYXASjjJ4lNL17YHswmLWKhoT_ESNnuCA_if3f/s200/101-0148_IMG.JPG" /></a>been a math wizz, but to me, all I had to do was drink enough extra beer in my mug, and it would be free!(and I swear the beer tasted better!)Plus at the end of it all, I would have a charished keepsake,(family airloom!) Heres a shot from last night,(yeah, I'm still using it,) with a tiny Homer trying to steal my beer,(Bad Homer!)<br /><br />I could have just went and had a great time, but this was an oppertunity to expand my knowledge of beers, and my plan was to be taking notes of each beer, along with pictures of my faverites! I had brought a great note pad/pen combo, witch I had left in the truck, now 6ft. in the air,(and 2miles away!) so was just enjoying the differnt beer, trying to take mental notes,(like carving into granite with a bent spoon!) when my Mom, grabs me a old shopping list,(I think,) and a pen, so like the true professinal I obviously am, I had to re-try the ones, I had just tried!(if a jobs worth doing, its worth over doing!) So armed with this shoping list note pad, I set forth to try the untryable, drink the unknowen, and some how live to tell you all about it! This will be a mix, I'll try to match up the notes with the pictures, and decifer the code,(some where along the night, it appears I started using some kind of a code, maybe a cross between a long lost Axis powers ww-2 code and some form of ancient sandscript,) must have been for security! I'll write the acual notes, then a discription of what I acually remember.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLoFRseBBJjRx8s5-90uuhxSTE43pOSIZZaYr91DWhlcAvz9Uhg50ZABQmYLrkFoAQFOnQ8XXCXwQ1xedWZ7YYYDbODzSxUwj50ks8EYQg4BqEK9AtpETTZgW_oulIkKtMUE60kQeAh3TZ/s1600-h/ukibrew.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 124px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386772857813194322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLoFRseBBJjRx8s5-90uuhxSTE43pOSIZZaYr91DWhlcAvz9Uhg50ZABQmYLrkFoAQFOnQ8XXCXwQ1xedWZ7YYYDbODzSxUwj50ks8EYQg4BqEK9AtpETTZgW_oulIkKtMUE60kQeAh3TZ/s200/ukibrew.jpg" /></a></div><div><br />Suyturys-Ekstra, 5.2% "Ukrainian brewed, smooth taste, clean finish, cheeky little number, nice bottle." This was one of the first of the re-tastes, and I remember liking it quite a bit, think I was there, again,(and again!)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg77b67gmT9-UTaJGc16XsAHoOPP8cSYkpbCz8KKTxHfaqJ07C0exFKTaKVw7kwxQmeN4IBBr-cBgTg6xjxidoTQ9kf5SZoYhOEL1PjtDSduLRwb231TO3YSUR4dXd1A0bR7RHqQoNuvoqh/s1600-h/whiskeybeer.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 72px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386773149676321842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg77b67gmT9-UTaJGc16XsAHoOPP8cSYkpbCz8KKTxHfaqJ07C0exFKTaKVw7kwxQmeN4IBBr-cBgTg6xjxidoTQ9kf5SZoYhOEL1PjtDSduLRwb231TO3YSUR4dXd1A0bR7RHqQoNuvoqh/s200/whiskeybeer.jpg" /></a><br />1488 Whisky Beer! 7%"Whisky tainted beer! Strong whisky aftertaste, smooth start, not more than one, poor finisher!" I had tried a whisky beer in Kelowna once last may, and had enjoyed it alot! a whisky beer, is a beer that has been aged in a old whisky barrel, and absorbs the whisky flaver, this one had been aged in a scotch whisky barrel, and this whould explain the reason, I didn't like it much, I don't like scotch, maybe form the time I accidently mixed some with linseed oil, that had been stored in a ginger ale bottel(?) Aparently, at first the beer was thrown out because of the whisky taint, but now they sell it for like $8 a bottle!<br /><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiolWSNSqNY_oQa8LvXnP4Svf1KFpaX9Qv6sm4Uo37BN9cs-yYnKgblBXvJ3O9pHF9ZBVgNJ4x_o2bnYsUdjBpzQZ-ElI0vxUv3Cw_KlMgX2jG1QZrdXLfmGtupzhdSFwApfFwLp0welAXC/s1600-h/drummond.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 139px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386775080954215330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiolWSNSqNY_oQa8LvXnP4Svf1KFpaX9Qv6sm4Uo37BN9cs-yYnKgblBXvJ3O9pHF9ZBVgNJ4x_o2bnYsUdjBpzQZ-ElI0vxUv3Cw_KlMgX2jG1QZrdXLfmGtupzhdSFwApfFwLp0welAXC/s200/drummond.jpg" /></a><br />Drummond preimum lager 5%"Drumund beer, Smooth, cheap, Red Deer brewed!" I had gone to the Drummond booth to try both the lager draft, and the gold draft, but the gold tap was nothing but foam, so they refilled my mighty mug for free from the lager side, and aked me to come back latter for the gold.(and I did!) Now some where along the line, my friend bought a shooter of chocolate vodka, and tells me, its the worsed thing ever, I don't like the taste of vodka, and am not a chocoholic, but drank it anyways.(why is it when some one tells you some thing is bad, the first thing we do is try it, its like the stinky fart thing, you say"oh thats a smelly one," and the first thing, some one sniffs and will say,"yea, your right, that dose stink!" like I'd lie about that or something!) Oh and by the way, the chocolate vodka, did suck!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcJC_9u4DQ_VYjrecXKEk51yjlzItnxb5lVqv06shARfgoVzyu7Mgpe6UGoXbj8wgjK2Xn6Om7wiwVWbv8BsZVU2g7rKAa1Et097i_j5zsVbygOoGK0wNOju0kR4D_QY1QzZcMIa4P3-AY/s1600-h/blokhed.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 168px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386774787851525778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcJC_9u4DQ_VYjrecXKEk51yjlzItnxb5lVqv06shARfgoVzyu7Mgpe6UGoXbj8wgjK2Xn6Om7wiwVWbv8BsZVU2g7rKAa1Et097i_j5zsVbygOoGK0wNOju0kR4D_QY1QzZcMIa4P3-AY/s200/blokhed.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiImRJDZcbyHBGZSGaozRprfgirxjMn6MN_e2YrE7mR6hR0aQED_PnKvjcRIzFlKkqPtjzB76X-1VopdHCTjPVYdyJpV6zqY6Xfr67mVtcrI130HW7IueFKSb5nmkJDJBzb_Iy4MMb6z7Bw/s1600-h/hebrew.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 151px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386774314708989250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiImRJDZcbyHBGZSGaozRprfgirxjMn6MN_e2YrE7mR6hR0aQED_PnKvjcRIzFlKkqPtjzB76X-1VopdHCTjPVYdyJpV6zqY6Xfr67mVtcrI130HW7IueFKSb5nmkJDJBzb_Iy4MMb6z7Bw/s200/hebrew.jpg" /></a><br />Coney Island-Human Blockhead, tough as nails lager 10.5%"Smooth but STRONG aftertaste, like hit in face with dirty sock! stay away from this one!" One of the few American entrys, small brewer with lots of humor!(check out the Re'jewvenator-HeBrew,(the chosen beer!) on the left, this was a doubled brewed, extra strong version of the Human blockhead beer, and appeartly not as smooth, and as rough as the blockhead was, I opted out of the HeBrew beer!(I'm a professinal, not an idiot! the thought I had was like choosing between sandpaper, or a pinecone, as a toilotpaper subsitute, when the next stall over had 2 ply!)(I, moved to the next stall, by the way,)<br /><div><br />Somewhere in here I had a jumbo japalano-cheddar smokey dog, from Fat Franks, and boy it was good!(have to clear the pallet, for more true flavour to soak through!) By now I had worked my way over to the German section, I've always enjoyed the clean, clear, taste of a good german beer, so was really looking forward to this section.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdW34z9PMjreMsHuU2RWmPsP4ZpcMZsOhebr86EyYaSa4QDR6dIv33WplLa1TOIeyKqlwZeYV3HyXIRQdnAvO5vPmnUScEwzOSWJ2Aum5yWxXp74E6EZB9MyQjuhtihN3_1WuZ4g82Ifsi/s1600-h/zeitgeist.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386773494116738018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdW34z9PMjreMsHuU2RWmPsP4ZpcMZsOhebr86EyYaSa4QDR6dIv33WplLa1TOIeyKqlwZeYV3HyXIRQdnAvO5vPmnUScEwzOSWJ2Aum5yWxXp74E6EZB9MyQjuhtihN3_1WuZ4g82Ifsi/s200/zeitgeist.jpg" /></a><br />Zeitgeist ?% "Black like satans seaman!" This one I liked for the lable alone!(the beer was like a Guinness stout, very dark, and thick, with a wood aftertaste,) the very stylelish sheep in peoples clothing! This was a beer for the cold winter evenings, next to a fire, a good stout beer!<br /><br /><br /><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw9HoFKIz8BIDRqcaMOAK69wwvMCjMSdxuoa2MO5svqv9ljjHFUZc2yeHvc9FovORhsPG6TRr0SiM4LOABtaWxMCXpsf6amy-KPl0odtt9DBqs2R9yRuez1jTvtEZPzHjEjbos8yrx89jb/s1600-h/y+hammer.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 158px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386773727354230626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw9HoFKIz8BIDRqcaMOAK69wwvMCjMSdxuoa2MO5svqv9ljjHFUZc2yeHvc9FovORhsPG6TRr0SiM4LOABtaWxMCXpsf6amy-KPl0odtt9DBqs2R9yRuez1jTvtEZPzHjEjbos8yrx89jb/s200/y+hammer.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Yellow Hammer-golden ale 4.2%"Light fruity taste. Smooth finish! Melts from back of tougne(?)great with food, clean aftertaste, cloudy colour, one o my faves!" This one was a great beer! Even my mom/disegnated driver, had a few sips of this one,(she is not a big beer drinker, at all! a six pack could die of neglectic in her fridge, untill I showed up at least!) This one I would hunt down!(hope they don't read this and raise the price!)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoL1u9liwqK1ikaStPzDiLBXYGZhTPm5iUJ6AGeoUCrs_ZHf1ghfTrxJmgcXB26TXGiOZA3kehWcYh_hScwF7uzJLQnK0fYq3m1Q7HYbP_dZdteaRqC6401F4sDQ-C8wsZwDEJC92WomWM/s1600-h/gosser.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 188px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386772322909818130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoL1u9liwqK1ikaStPzDiLBXYGZhTPm5iUJ6AGeoUCrs_ZHf1ghfTrxJmgcXB26TXGiOZA3kehWcYh_hScwF7uzJLQnK0fYq3m1Q7HYbP_dZdteaRqC6401F4sDQ-C8wsZwDEJC92WomWM/s200/gosser.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Gosser ?%(although I do know the cans worth $0.20 in Qubec!)"Very German, very clean! Yummy!" I now notice it said Austria's finist beer, on the can, but at the time, and being right next to the german booth, I can understand the mistake. I also notice the desriptions are getting shorter, bigger, and somewhat harder to read! Around this time, somewhere, my Mom takes off to retrive the now fixed Blaze, and knowing my time is getting short, the "reviewing" shifts to hight gear!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386772618600014098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBmfZ96Q4sJDL2U9TgQ05-nnA-hCveyPSrF6ova3aP-F3DTOj5aRo16-n6CBbxiTu37WfH_SGijZHduC-lTEGlZFvXL1VPrn1CQogas1BI09BGvb26eFqiNxciedtixqBzVMa14yVmakJI/s200/saku.jpg" />Saku-Originaal(thats the way they spelt it,) 4.6% "German, very clean, dissapears from tounge! Smooth! I like!" Theres that dissapears from tounge thing again, I think I'm refering to the zero aftertaste, the no gunk left in the back of your throught feeling.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAuVxw1_0md1ybgP5EmacjwgYCvkIxudK06EVYVj5SfUOvFd4q93DZMBhIRbZNOQSwWbjb5Gh40inrVzjvO06oBkZuSm4msHp8OLZMctKldf_8WRK959RZF9I3WSfjASl3eWfjyuZdIa1S/s1600-h/pi.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 112px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386771748317885298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAuVxw1_0md1ybgP5EmacjwgYCvkIxudK06EVYVj5SfUOvFd4q93DZMBhIRbZNOQSwWbjb5Gh40inrVzjvO06oBkZuSm4msHp8OLZMctKldf_8WRK959RZF9I3WSfjASl3eWfjyuZdIa1S/s200/pi.jpg" /></a><br /><div><br />Pumpkin Pi-Spiced Ale 5.4%"..................!"(?) Sorry for the lack of intel on this one, not much to say, don't remember the pumkin flavour overwhelming me or any thing like that, decided to check my ph. and found like 7 missed calls, and then it rang(?)(I some how had put it on mute durning the night,)in my hands, my ride way almost there, time to run and hide? no, saddly that might blow any cool I had build up, if my mom had to come get me from the beerfest! So drained the mighty mug, once again, and dive feaverishly back into the fray!<br /><br /><br /><br />About this time, I headed back over to the Drummond Draft booth, to get my sample of the Gold, so as to make a careful comparisen of the lager that I had tasted over 2 hrs. ago. The girl remembers me,(not many,(any)other greybeards about!)so insisted I take one on the house!<br /><br />Drummond Gold Draft 5%"FREE! Cold! Smooth! Good!" Well, I have nothing to add to that, so moving right along.<br /><br /><div>Ricard's Red 5.5%?(code might be starting to break into the sandscript portion here!) <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrY3p7ivgU1YPpyHxjs3QS39ALgPXnWIF4rha_u5gP3dWppV3JiXp1Uu8b1-v9B6gRaENmIDyJHXelFkmsHzIKMHwDohuVrSFlccUZ7gTqU5BwX-1EVXs-NsIMVysmNGwKLH0wDRwLNxm5/s1600-h/rickards+pair.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386771246521784578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrY3p7ivgU1YPpyHxjs3QS39ALgPXnWIF4rha_u5gP3dWppV3JiXp1Uu8b1-v9B6gRaENmIDyJHXelFkmsHzIKMHwDohuVrSFlccUZ7gTqU5BwX-1EVXs-NsIMVysmNGwKLH0wDRwLNxm5/s200/rickards+pair.jpg" /></a><br />"My fave, nice with meal, red or white meat!"(?) To the best of my knowlage the smoky dog was the only meal I had there, and I'm pretty sure it had no white meat,(or maybe even no meat!) so not sure where that came from. The Ricard's booth was the first stop I made,(and the last by the way, it was close to the door!)<br /><br />Ricard's White 5.5%? "very smooth heppervisen(?) fruity taste, gose well with orange slice!" I do remember the orange slice chunks, but will have to check that heppervisen(?)thing, just hang on. O.K. it dose exciste, but its spelt Heffenveisen, and refures to a cloudy, citrus-y, summertime beer, who knew DrunkKev was so smart? So now I'm almost on my way out, and stop for one more Ricard's Red, and to grab a shot of the two Ricard's together. I say to the lady,(in as clear as way as I can,)"Do you mind pushing them together for a picture?" and she didn't, then she pushes the bottles together aswell, so I think I missed the picture, she thought I wanted to take! Where was her mind? I'm a true blog pro, and was only intresseted in the beer!(I must really be slipping!)</div><div>So drain the mug again, and head for the door. On the way out, a group of young guys stop me for beard info, like how long is it, how long did it take to grow, if I do devil horns with it, stuff like that, and as I'm leaving, the one said. "Thats cool, I'm goin grow one just like it, when I get old!" And for some reason, that made me laugh for about 10 min. I get out side just in time to avoid the "mother come to get me" senario, then went back to the lake,(for a few beers, of course!)before sleeping in my new birdie station,(RV)for the first time. All in all, a very informitive time! I hope you had fun learning about beer from around the world with me! And don't be afraid to experiment the next time your thirsty, you'll never know, your'e new faverite beer may be just the next sip away!</div><div>Have a great week, Latter Duffer(Beer experimentor)Kev.<br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-5065929058076842452009-09-18T23:02:00.000-07:002009-09-19T01:24:02.115-07:00What Happens at the Cottage...<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383059769453289810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaMPB59UAUk-LvZjkeA7e4Q5-fea6yu42GC_qdn0AtF_rYb5ciOhLUcgfMgRBkwcPKrYvZF1LGnsrtfYnbW8rKEA_3fEaBR8FE3VNIB6gfeQvZQQIUV5_w7hz-TYYt03jSMTmYdP0bdrSl/s320/pumkin+heds.jpg" /><br /><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>Well is soupose to stay at the cottage, then why invite me? I mean they knew I wrote a blog...Now I know its not halloween yet, but it's one of my faverite times of year, <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDLFHkdLVCjqGaUhS38cPr-SQk_HquRH2EL-Ox2Le7MlPEM05nWW-aFnO1zW0l8pOGb6ieSk0RBYJk1JvIPRqCY0cqErX7SMUcAZOaKSR4SiQrswTyxb0posFnIIlCfa7JUKCmAHcz5Y46/s1600-h/boooo!.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383059579920223986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDLFHkdLVCjqGaUhS38cPr-SQk_HquRH2EL-Ox2Le7MlPEM05nWW-aFnO1zW0l8pOGb6ieSk0RBYJk1JvIPRqCY0cqErX7SMUcAZOaKSR4SiQrswTyxb0posFnIIlCfa7JUKCmAHcz5Y46/s200/boooo!.jpg" /></a>and any excuse <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIkUHrIY6gzk4m0cJGsfIFwCtUZ4zHrc731k3hL8iqelGDoWvi4ECCVTQ6233R0DKm3TgOaFspdSLD1yd81BQMat-L0JOmdnm00NUuYlwTm8X0wxAojW0wMJ6MmlgzkVcrYUF1HlRAPjQ/s1600-h/beer+goggles.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383059466057327506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIkUHrIY6gzk4m0cJGsfIFwCtUZ4zHrc731k3hL8iqelGDoWvi4ECCVTQ6233R0DKm3TgOaFspdSLD1yd81BQMat-L0JOmdnm00NUuYlwTm8X0wxAojW0wMJ6MmlgzkVcrYUF1HlRAPjQ/s200/beer+goggles.jpg" /></a>to strap on the beer goggles(and dress up the dogs, right Lyn!)is good enough for me! You know its a good party, when even the dogs dont want to be reconized, thats Booh, by the way, the one one the right, I'm the lush on the left,(just in case we haven't met yet, although, we probably have,) This next shot is of the ladies decked out in their finest!(just kidding, although Fey did manage to look quite elegant(?)in that hat!) <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIp3gZsQ07xBrivD8vqSxt012XFaSZTySFxYvGIlr_Csp9hzAlZg5s7Gp2dj8wUj-tGKFnMfe9pLoOgbW3_H3yTZPOQ0YcKMCys8Em6L7GlAkGTwmx9h8vqvhYC45qi1oOFw3x5IqyUtJG/s1600-h/the+whole+gang.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 135px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383059087138006578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIp3gZsQ07xBrivD8vqSxt012XFaSZTySFxYvGIlr_Csp9hzAlZg5s7Gp2dj8wUj-tGKFnMfe9pLoOgbW3_H3yTZPOQ0YcKMCys8Em6L7GlAkGTwmx9h8vqvhYC45qi1oOFw3x5IqyUtJG/s320/the+whole+gang.jpg" /></a>Thats Fey,(gee I sure hope I'm spelling that right, sorry if not!)on the left, Rose(cant screw this one up,) next to her, then the three little punkins, you all remember from last weeks exciting episode! Then my hostess,(and good freind)Lyn and Roses daughter Pollie on the right.(who, by the way, is a natural born dog walker, she walked Booh so far and fast, his little legs were just a wispy blurr, by the time we caught up, Booh was done, I'm sure he fell asleep in my arms on the walk home, the next few walks, he looks at me right from the start, as if to say, "look man, we both know your gonna carry my little ass home, so why bother with the caller/leash thiny, just carry me now! damit!" Tonight he was pretty frisky, and made it almost, most of the way home, before I had to lugg, his heafty 6lb. frame the last 300 yards.) So basicaly what happens is, I'm working the porch out back,(some call it frount, but do you drive up the back of your house, and have the lake out frount, or vicey vearsy?) and these three ladies breeze in, from parts unknown,(unrememberd! down south any way,) and are lugging in with them enough beer to make a frat boy say "DUDE!" The next few daze will be long rememberd in this humble bachleors often all too short term memory!(?) Now I'm getting use to eating way better, since moving back to Alberta, but this was over the top, seaveral large pots, full of assume things,(some I've never even heard of before,) each pot with <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-lQEHO-wCuz2p2XYmMtoKlkPZjSiUnphqNeMplyCvzO2J0D-rDPYizJR02AfSgTfNZGSSQx5m-rRfPHhKXPD005MpP5t7OtwXQZ7jTOT8ZpQvDi89RiDA8YBXvjdJfEn5q-1_9B2VIqsv/s1600-h/porch2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383058841443412818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-lQEHO-wCuz2p2XYmMtoKlkPZjSiUnphqNeMplyCvzO2J0D-rDPYizJR02AfSgTfNZGSSQx5m-rRfPHhKXPD005MpP5t7OtwXQZ7jTOT8ZpQvDi89RiDA8YBXvjdJfEn5q-1_9B2VIqsv/s200/porch2.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin3pQ8LqWXHFam4_5MXZjMbTOlkK7JmHCV5nWV9nPc_gNE-pxdjqCXOeGTDhE4sRrp3UjbM9vCijxi4F4IFbxXHJb60jgSDxqXiaprDWRksKVrNPJ6QtWK3i6K7NmJL069AxKkQri2Wppy/s1600-h/porch1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 117px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383058693306995858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin3pQ8LqWXHFam4_5MXZjMbTOlkK7JmHCV5nWV9nPc_gNE-pxdjqCXOeGTDhE4sRrp3UjbM9vCijxi4F4IFbxXHJb60jgSDxqXiaprDWRksKVrNPJ6QtWK3i6K7NmJL069AxKkQri2Wppy/s200/porch1.jpg" /></a>enough for almost two day's worth on my old diet plan, and as the only man around, they seamed to think I should eat four times what they would, and some how still have that little room for pie! So this goes on for like 5 or 6 meals, one or two was a wonderful, mix up leftover, just add more cheese, kid of meal.(glad the new jacket Mom bought me is a little roomy!) So the day after they all leave, I fianally finish the porch, and get the cool nick nacks, pictures, and barnwood angles put all up.(White n Shiney!)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMALByS2b7ZWrx_Ww0aH1ZKAb6uR2GhM3zJDaMMODWTWPW5ZfR1njgB3_nEUX4-KZtZ8ds9DgXH0_rVu1gjTa1cIx8TgkCF6j8yS1-Qjo8uzyhruZaaYDkmQG2tiwDD5VIbo65dw0Yi3nR/s1600-h/homer_simpson_scream.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 256px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383058332755240050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMALByS2b7ZWrx_Ww0aH1ZKAb6uR2GhM3zJDaMMODWTWPW5ZfR1njgB3_nEUX4-KZtZ8ds9DgXH0_rVu1gjTa1cIx8TgkCF6j8yS1-Qjo8uzyhruZaaYDkmQG2tiwDD5VIbo65dw0Yi3nR/s320/homer_simpson_scream.jpg" /></a></div><div>As a side job,(because lord knows I'm not busy enough as it is,)I've done a deck, and a hour or so after I finish it starts to rain, and as I past the mirror, I looked kind of like this, but all was well, I saw a few water spots, but not bad at all, whew!</div><div>So as you all know by now,(new readers, some(most)stuff carries over from blog to blog, so if some thing makes no sence, start at the begining, and all will be explained,)I've blinded my fair share(all accedental of course!)of furry little golf course critters, and I knew it was only a matter of time untill there was some form of payback, but this has kind of got me spooked! I mean I thought they might steal my balls(golf), or even bite my ankles, but this,..this is too much!(not <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUuff_Bhf3yPd0GQe5Bm0B53-98j6-xzt3L6Mj6etitCDPmGwKf4iHGfNBrVesBh8AZ45MNbUKU70611vc9mYOGjO2DneHwJ1OSandTEuOqfDOqm3RX1xqEgtQloj7z0Hmm0RGsD8FbMxM/s1600-h/funny_01.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383057947206501714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUuff_Bhf3yPd0GQe5Bm0B53-98j6-xzt3L6Mj6etitCDPmGwKf4iHGfNBrVesBh8AZ45MNbUKU70611vc9mYOGjO2DneHwJ1OSandTEuOqfDOqm3RX1xqEgtQloj7z0Hmm0RGsD8FbMxM/s320/funny_01.jpg" /></a>enough to make me stop taken thier picture though, cute little buggers!)</div><div>Remember,(of course you do, you dont stand over a can of oil paint all day, do you? if you do...Stop it! its bad.)back a few blogs when I was telling you all, how to shave a strait mohawk by useing painters tape? The problem is strait dose not mean even, I had(a few months ago)shaved my hawk, more on the left side then the right, and didn't notice untill the next morning,on my way(late)to work, so the choice was to re shave, then be later, or just leave it till later. Of course I choose the latter option! This I could ware in two ways, strait, this way my head always looked tilted to the one side and it looked like I was always paying real close attention, to what ever you,(any one,)was saying to me,(of course with you, I really was paying close attention!)all the while, staring blissfully out the window, dreaming of golf, always golf. Way number two slick it over to the shorter side, this way it less noticeable,(note, this dose not count as a bachelor tip, so I'm still retired,) I<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWEfMguezcpqN5S9O4ydytL5PYbrVE3VXDDGBeYOanLVUK-AvFFX1vv9VsUw8CE-w3_RXNWWP4S6pXk2EW1ykTv7CIBYVaemiBhi4mZgBL8KxbwNlE7WJSpOzYQZJ8py5pEJxmIMrEnH_i/s1600-h/hitler.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 182px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383057536725924162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWEfMguezcpqN5S9O4ydytL5PYbrVE3VXDDGBeYOanLVUK-AvFFX1vv9VsUw8CE-w3_RXNWWP4S6pXk2EW1ykTv7CIBYVaemiBhi4mZgBL8KxbwNlE7WJSpOzYQZJ8py5pEJxmIMrEnH_i/s200/hitler.jpg" /></a> still some times do this, even though now I'm all even,(I'm so level headed, I drool out of both sides of my mouth, at the same time!) The only problem I could see with this, is its somewhat like the hair sytle of hitler, you know after he went insain, let me demenstrait with little Hit n Boots here, notice the dramatic sweep, right to left, notice also the,"touch my squeeky toy, and your kaput!"look in his eyes, very scary!</div><div>So as I'm leaving one of the many over endulgent lunches, to go back to work, Pollie is settleing in to watch a 3 disk, Ren&Stimpy marathon, I cant tell you how many hours(daze) I joyfully wasted,(&was joyfully wasted my self, hehe!)watchen Ren&Stimpy, <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF3iQBvURvgNMnrIA0x0JH5drdWR_Vw4A-Agp74b8kcEkiaD9_t5yP4Zn6nzHO-HMSYzuAaLidVJNHEZTUVqZe7_wHtKDow4lppkTPX5VF1wj5lm7awpGcScom7XFCzqUOBBsuMTKh11ex/s1600-h/ren_and_stimpy_1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383055576221323666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF3iQBvURvgNMnrIA0x0JH5drdWR_Vw4A-Agp74b8kcEkiaD9_t5yP4Zn6nzHO-HMSYzuAaLidVJNHEZTUVqZe7_wHtKDow4lppkTPX5VF1wj5lm7awpGcScom7XFCzqUOBBsuMTKh11ex/s320/ren_and_stimpy_1.jpg" /></a>its so good to see some of the younger generation enjoying the classics! This ones for you Pollie. Any ways soon should be done the lake jobs, and will miss the wonderful walks down to the very peaceful lake,(when ever the dogs are quite that is!) and will soon have to find indoor work. Hope to golf again before the snow flies, still so nice today, but...Have a great week, DufferKev.</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-9601366812189033102009-09-11T22:55:00.000-07:002009-09-12T01:30:34.439-07:00Do do do, look n out my back door!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA7Fc483PyywVwoW5W0caWvOeOVo-sh1rzEMrXKdyIwnpZ0SxevlRG_QqfxpBQWPzoGB4Se3obDAdcGLReUGrh4nt9Mpo88JNYVHRLitkfqtLWuf5R7JeAnvWEJXwb2Sey5_FawbqokKC7/s1600-h/sunsetgolfbanner.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 163px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380459424840665538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA7Fc483PyywVwoW5W0caWvOeOVo-sh1rzEMrXKdyIwnpZ0SxevlRG_QqfxpBQWPzoGB4Se3obDAdcGLReUGrh4nt9Mpo88JNYVHRLitkfqtLWuf5R7JeAnvWEJXwb2Sey5_FawbqokKC7/s400/sunsetgolfbanner.jpg" /></a> Well hello world! The above shot is not out my back door,(god I hope some of you are old enough to remember CCR!)it is of the 13th hole at Lacombe Golf and Country club,(sounds ritzy, and was nice, but they still let me in,)no the out my back door shot is below. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 88px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380459236491910978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW6vYvG-2NeQg98uGPwa4PPQFWMNma8xqEtwMh1ulLicQFbRW4_hqwZTUHuLb_PrzmsJAkqiuTY0eFaD_H9dsaja7hkxGcwZBIJUOitmM4NKXbikYD7__Y8rjawoxj_HzmGAS_iZUMxIaF/s400/banner+boats.jpg" /> This is saddly not my back door, but a very good friend of my mom's, named Lyn, who's cabin I'm in now painting. The weather is sunny Alberta, for now anyways, and Lyn,(the best boss in the world, by the way,)decided to blow off the afternoon, and take the whole crew(me)out for a moral building seminar at the local golf course, to be followed by the best meal this overwhelmed pellets ever (over)endulged in! I was not expecting this in the least, my clubs are gathering dust in mom's dog house,(where her dogs live, not where I spent my teenage years,)and I only brought work stuff,(well except for camo shorts, and they usally fall somewhat below the dress code,)I had no glove, no shoes,(golf shoes, that is, I don't run around bare foot you know,)and only three balls in the cubbyhole of my truck.(hey I might not carry condoms any more, but I've always got golf balls!) So Lyn surprizes me this afternoon with this golf trip,(she came allong to drive the cart, keep me entertained and check out the course, shes a fun cart driver, like Dazy Duke&Jesse James all rolled into one!)( oh thats Jesse James the stunt man, not the bank robber guy, although that would make for a fun evening news story, bearded golfer robbs bank, Lyn in getaway golf cart, beeeping away, stuck in reverse!, I know Moms laughing.) We got golfing around 4:45 pm, and only had one bad hole into the sun, blind drive with the ball, and the cart, but the warm breeze and beutiful surroundings were unbeatable! For my first Alberta golf, this was wonderful, nice rolling, somtimes hilly, course with well kept, fast green, and some how in this dry year, they had plenty of water!(no I somehow didn't hit it, came real close one time though.) <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_22Kh491vN-kspfv0-xu1UvKhCU1N_UfR9jYfXlxejDuqDOdELeODZ60uvbOBeRg3Tp7dapqSLoFBQu7sxnsBoUR8ymCCBUuyGgba5q2_0yj0xSwirB4bgn_GfnofWyo5LNn9ZTpgCH2v/s1600-h/hole13.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380458671682599458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_22Kh491vN-kspfv0-xu1UvKhCU1N_UfR9jYfXlxejDuqDOdELeODZ60uvbOBeRg3Tp7dapqSLoFBQu7sxnsBoUR8ymCCBUuyGgba5q2_0yj0xSwirB4bgn_GfnofWyo5LNn9ZTpgCH2v/s320/hole13.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>This shot on the left, is the same shot as the top banner, same time, just little differnt angle, The priarie sunsets are spectacular, with less smog, and no stupid buildings in the way, they are, well, real perdi.</div><br /><br /><div>So Iv'e been here for a while now, and Iv'e not seen one bunny, half blind or otherwise, maybe thier smarter, or the hawks are faster, then in B.C., but I did find this little guy, he looks bigger in the picture then in real life,(maybe his mommy kept bringing home golf balls for lunch or somthing, but he was tiny!) </div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZQgNL6TRd77ZxR6NSENXFZ9_AHi-I0JLm7UPaOflBjCePq2MYLQDfxfL8m9sPm1Oo6J4h7Bbc-LDo1TC0z_2Vphomj7sh9RYhXFS7Kael1QeLeN7fUQEJO4NcyzVBeBEcla3PVwlxp0Fz/s1600-h/skinny.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380459001102303986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZQgNL6TRd77ZxR6NSENXFZ9_AHi-I0JLm7UPaOflBjCePq2MYLQDfxfL8m9sPm1Oo6J4h7Bbc-LDo1TC0z_2Vphomj7sh9RYhXFS7Kael1QeLeN7fUQEJO4NcyzVBeBEcla3PVwlxp0Fz/s320/skinny.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs4EwHKWyGezCcyWmB7KWtyWlalQnKt_bQQ9_qDH8CWqE1G4z9jkujX15XbXEUea-viK4pskXxhCr-9MZxINDxPWl2rCFG28nlB3oFnrQV6zIDJJwiWcusXXxNvm72T_QwlG2B6yRC8TN6/s1600-h/smallhazzard.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 174px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380458453466281938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs4EwHKWyGezCcyWmB7KWtyWlalQnKt_bQQ9_qDH8CWqE1G4z9jkujX15XbXEUea-viK4pskXxhCr-9MZxINDxPWl2rCFG28nlB3oFnrQV6zIDJJwiWcusXXxNvm72T_QwlG2B6yRC8TN6/s320/smallhazzard.jpg" /></a><br />From the looks of his flashbulbed retinas, I've gone and half blinded him too, unless he was the prototype, six millon loonie chipmonk? Any ways, this next picture, is a scary little(?!?)175yrd down hill, over water,(wheres this drought when I need it?)behind the tree, hidden pin, gum bleeding, par three, kind of shot. I thankfully hit one of my best shots of the day here, and flew over the tree, to a "I can't see it, but I hope it's still on the green!"finish, not untill we got around the bottom of the green, did I see that it was indeed a grand shot. Then I three putted for the boggie!(Not my putter, Not my fault! No, really as soon as Chris isnt around to take my $5, I just fold faster than superman on laundry day!, or lets just say, it was way too nice of a day to worry about what rented club did what!)(Did you ever hear my theory on how golf clubs are like girlfriends? they're pretty to look at, but way expensive! no thats not it, by the time I learn them, they'er all wore out, no, you shouln't hit other peoples, well thats a given, but no not that one either, how if you leave them at home, all alone too long, they'll bite you in the end, the next time you go out with them, you wont know what to expect, so how much worse is it to go out and have fun with a rented set? I mean if I was to leave a girlfierd at home and rent one, she might be upset, I think clubs are the same way,(&more loyal to boot!))<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinvw0JHO3MxOzCQ5ew2xHSvi7Qv4N9iORI_GC9aeE2vdoTYTgLGtRt3wiVWplpXfOFIv3AFKNeLGAjeFhLUGUKQBGQkgWcKoQKLDx5XOoeih2IWvsE2BVVT9f3bg70532nqt9wI_W2vLth/s1600-h/twilight.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380458073069319938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinvw0JHO3MxOzCQ5ew2xHSvi7Qv4N9iORI_GC9aeE2vdoTYTgLGtRt3wiVWplpXfOFIv3AFKNeLGAjeFhLUGUKQBGQkgWcKoQKLDx5XOoeih2IWvsE2BVVT9f3bg70532nqt9wI_W2vLth/s320/twilight.jpg" /></a><br />Any way, I don't remember what hole this was, like maybe 10, or so, just one of those, wow, cool, kind of shots, I guess I'm just not use to seeing trees with out buildings behind them.<br />So you remember before, when I mentend the best meal ever, well Lyn orders this platter thing, and it comes with salad, bread, baked potato, and well, oh my god, that!, I mean just look at it, I don't even know how many critters died for this feast! Needless to say, at least,3-4lbs. of this came home with us.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh02cLsP25vT4OtWjTjTibKH3IBu5ZJtiAvUx0AS8Dl-rC_2zk4a5vzU_vQ3l0nQoHME9InfrtOBCp_SQUTuBseMCz4QNqYZ7Hx_-1NfAC1cmAA03vS_9pOYgE0dlzo0qEXHfw4eYEvtRII/s1600-h/101-0108_IMG.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380480465045862690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh02cLsP25vT4OtWjTjTibKH3IBu5ZJtiAvUx0AS8Dl-rC_2zk4a5vzU_vQ3l0nQoHME9InfrtOBCp_SQUTuBseMCz4QNqYZ7Hx_-1NfAC1cmAA03vS_9pOYgE0dlzo0qEXHfw4eYEvtRII/s320/101-0108_IMG.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><div>Not only did we have a great day today, but yesterday, we went down to the beach,(Yes I have managed to get some painting done, but thanks for asking,)and it was super nice in the evening. For some strange reason, we were the only people there<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAOOEmKTso86wxg_L-vVZjC6H67ZuzMho4rnjocXVKPZws1bmNA0yCN698pXO-5fGDhQVzEodNi-wWzct4EFb8Py4dqZnHpdb1UORRJmCDXc39Ww2sV3huYpK28MyGaBg7kfr2QLo8cQok/s1600-h/beach1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380457728466999762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAOOEmKTso86wxg_L-vVZjC6H67ZuzMho4rnjocXVKPZws1bmNA0yCN698pXO-5fGDhQVzEodNi-wWzct4EFb8Py4dqZnHpdb1UORRJmCDXc39Ww2sV3huYpK28MyGaBg7kfr2QLo8cQok/s320/beach1.jpg" /></a>, I'm not complaining mind you, it was kind of nice to have the whole lake to ourselves. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380456652207736978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirhNetuvS4jBnJMLfynycOyKrCNBfwpbqhRj8mIz9ZtCOjGfHrx_rTaG1oA3Mraj_vqd4ayi5SQUA1Oft7ankYnofwPlut8xNmENDp-Yt1cZGOeX5vxn_UTv5ha-mXtvlphIxuOxyzdrfb/s400/beach2.jpg" />So for those of you wanting bachelor tips, for right now, I'm unqualified to give any, maybe when my place is ready,(oh yeah, I'm also doing a complete reno on a 1969 trailer, thats a blog all onto its self, so all my spare time/money goes to that,)but for right now, my mommy washes my socks, the jiffy sock 2000, gathers dust,(yes I brought a empty peanutbutter jar 1500km across the rockies, so what, they might not have had peanutbutter in Alberta, better safe then sorry, my mom use to say, but now she washes my socks, so where'd that get her?)and I'm eating far to good, so when I get back into my own place, and start to slide back into unreptent oneness with the bean that is myself,(DufferKev no less!)then I'll feel quallifided to once again share my vast wisdom with the masses!(thats you!)And if any of you are worried I might be going through doggie withdrawl, since I can't get at any of mom's 8 poms, or 2 yard dogs,(or the sometimes neibours 3 strange dogs,)fret not, Lyn has three replacement poms for me to pet, usally when ever they want.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDzn9W0Bl-v8aHcwagn1sg05LUpXut_llkeDrXa685_prEiGoXDQYZECmzPUuzMSLNUBQOcTSK_OB-CBF5dVA69s1riAvrY4l470x8jaVROZSU_jW-3jTGyh_1nnSmismAtd3WkVGy76nv/s1600-h/ryley.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380456331189063506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDzn9W0Bl-v8aHcwagn1sg05LUpXut_llkeDrXa685_prEiGoXDQYZECmzPUuzMSLNUBQOcTSK_OB-CBF5dVA69s1riAvrY4l470x8jaVROZSU_jW-3jTGyh_1nnSmismAtd3WkVGy76nv/s200/ryley.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMR686j03JQrOKiqitd9TFGl75Jm33H4bhA0MEpGGrD-yMPGocWMZrvkx_hjWkKmV-Uru_54bKpZaBmOUQyRfrmHj-MnAo1AWGGXlj_242G0dF5pDnHUsw2FW2ZnhHu9Exl6ylJkKZpz5K/s1600-h/rik-boo.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380456125676310786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMR686j03JQrOKiqitd9TFGl75Jm33H4bhA0MEpGGrD-yMPGocWMZrvkx_hjWkKmV-Uru_54bKpZaBmOUQyRfrmHj-MnAo1AWGGXlj_242G0dF5pDnHUsw2FW2ZnhHu9Exl6ylJkKZpz5K/s200/rik-boo.jpg" /></a>Ricky-Lyn is on the left, and little Boo, is the white one one the right,(I think his name works, cause he is the quite one, and then hes there, like BOOOO!)and little Ryley is in the picture to the right, she spins so fast, half the time I don't know witch end I'm petting! Both Ricky-Lyn&Ryley are daughters of my Moms poms, so I sort of reconize them. Any ways, its late, I ate too much,(thanks agian Lyn!)and Iv'e lots to do tomorrow. It was great to golf agian, hope more soon! have a great week, latter DufferKev.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-67255979943841368512009-09-09T07:16:00.000-07:002009-09-09T09:02:31.196-07:00Alberta Bound pt.2 the power struggle!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2bz-fUq8W9SoCjZhiO1pacYywnZH78q29qwrF3hGxboeeveBtbiDo0cS_LxnQnVX7354XBKP1IRpB_NvzohCZ0gy2Ocq0BdjEWL1z4jNA-EBx6VvjWWbEjm6_5FSN7MYiRUkmATv2Bi9o/s1600-h/1213190938514490.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379474349385959282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2bz-fUq8W9SoCjZhiO1pacYywnZH78q29qwrF3hGxboeeveBtbiDo0cS_LxnQnVX7354XBKP1IRpB_NvzohCZ0gy2Ocq0BdjEWL1z4jNA-EBx6VvjWWbEjm6_5FSN7MYiRUkmATv2Bi9o/s320/1213190938514490.gif" /></a> Good morning world! I've some how fallen behind, I've been here in Alberta for about a week and a half now, and you all think I'm still sleeping on a picnic table, some where before Valemont! So back to it. So when we last left our intrepid adventurer, he(me) was fast asleep in his surprizingly warm/comfortable "Bums Bed", and as the dawn slowly approches, the still is shatterd by the uber annoying screech of the Dufferphones built in alarmclock!(actulally the sleep felt sooo good I even hit the snooze, yes the Dufferphone had all the features!) So now its 5:15am,(don't ask me if that was Alberta time or B.C. time, but probably B.C. time still,)on a clear friday morning, and there parked directly in frount of me was some big shinny ford with dual tires and a trailer, even bigger then mine, but I don't suffer from trailer envey, so thats just fine, the thing was as soon as I started up the Blaze, the automatic head lights come on,(and stay on all the time,) and just bathed,(washed?)this poor sleeping guys truck with bright "wake up now" kind of light. So he did, as I was still packing up my portable bedroom suiet, he started up and took off, with less sleep then he antisipated! Back on the road, and all is well, stop at Valemont to refuel, and have good breakfest of gas station treats. Somewhere before Blueriver I notice the powerlow light flicker on, hmmmm, not good. Now my Mom had told me the battery might be bad, and they had had problems in the past with it, so I was instently remineded of what I had said to myself as I was leaving the drive way on my way out,"Nothing better happen, cause all my tools are in the Cruiser, and I won't know how to fix this truck any ways!" So for the next few hours, I watch the volt meter slowly fall, lower and lower, it still had power and was falling slowly enough, I thought I could make it to Hinten, whitch was my next fuel stop,(and a hell of a lot closer to "new home" incase I had to get my mommy come get me! not so manly I know,) Of course I had turned the stereo off,(as much as I could any ways, its always lite up so to speak,) and saddly the aircond. also had to go, but the problem with new trucks is every thing is power, no more cold air blasting at me, go to roll down the window, oh shit, power windows, oh well just use a little, should ajust the mirrors to see the flapping tarp better, oh shit, power mirrors, oh well just a little<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOljLqxF96nMjLSsdfldZpdd9-0codZSo2OghsaGpZxQFeeEUkRvSb9T6L9689rwQ84pXf9bEu4xiiIPm3hPzGCr-fodOI2IOIPAaZErHbsmQJqZe3ANGmnz3hke2WY-HGFqLY5fzVKlkx/s1600-h/100-0039_IMG.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379474231551876978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOljLqxF96nMjLSsdfldZpdd9-0codZSo2OghsaGpZxQFeeEUkRvSb9T6L9689rwQ84pXf9bEu4xiiIPm3hPzGCr-fodOI2IOIPAaZErHbsmQJqZe3ANGmnz3hke2WY-HGFqLY5fzVKlkx/s320/100-0039_IMG.JPG" /></a>, even the light, telling me I was losing power, was taking power! I still stoped at mt. Robinson for this shot, its rare to see the top. Of coures when I got going again, the power had droped even farther, note to self, NO STOPING!<br />This plan was working, till about the Jasper park gates, they really like it when you stop, so the power drops a little faster, still o.k.(?) then at the town of Jasper it self, they have a few street lights, so more power wasted. About the time I'm leaving Jasper, and still well over 100km from Hinten, I get the brainstorm, that the running lights are whats killing me,(or really the battery,) so I think to pull over and try to disconnect all the unneeded fuses, to save power, but or course I don't really know whats needed or not, so get out, cab light stays on, open the hood, stupid little under hood light comes on, stare at fuses for about 2 min. give up jump back in truck, and everythings dead, no dash board at all!(even the stereo light was fianially out!) Drive for about 100yards and it dies, so dig out my booster cables,(tip of the day, keep the cables handy, no matter how over packed you may be!) and with in a few min. some good guy stops by to give me a boost. Now I knew this would only be a temp. fix, by now I suspected the alternater was shot, so after the boost, I head back toward Jasper, I didn't get more then 3 min. away before it died again, this time on the side of the busy road! Now before I had left, my Mom, had gotten me AmA, and I had said, no, I'll never use it, but thankfully, she was abel to text me my info over the Dufferphone, and soon help was on the way,(took a hour and a half to get there but thats neither here nor there,) The AmA guy also belived it was the alt. so with a fresh boost,(longer this time,) and directions to the fixit shop, I was on my way! Some how, I took a wrong turn, and ended up in the Jasper public works yard, or something, when it died for the last time. Armed with new directions, and a fresh sence of optimism, I headed to the local Napa. A few hundred $ latter,(thanks to moms card over the phone trick,) and I had a shinny new alt. As I had no tools, I bought a cressent wrench, and returned to the truck. Any one whos tried to work on a new truck know how frustrating it can be, because nothings out in the open. After 2 more trips to Napa, and 1 to Homehardware, I had bought over $60 in tools,(all of whitch I already own, and are in the back of the Crusier even now!) So after about 5hours total from the first death, till fianal victory, I was back under way, heres the shinny new alt. in place.(and it has been no problem ever since!)<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379473943678356514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjeqtXn2LTVPy92Y_5iAdzrYAkNkAx_6-pVNSIfNYsuOPZfhR56nRuXSJaN5bdniSTIjBykyU5mrysAcJNMWyAAbz85S7d4N3Kw_HcIkMAh2LW3uHN5McZLloF7qhDlKSIkld6bvQCZIO0/s200/100-0042_IMG.JPG" /><br /><div>So now theres no stoping me, I didn't even get the grease off my hands till I got to new home. It was smooth sailing till I was in Edmonton, looking for my turnoff, and all of a sudden, I was trying to avoid running over pillows, scatterd all over the road! Some poor guys moving experience was worse then mine. As I'm laughing to myself, I think, shuddn't do that, I dont know how much stuff I've lost, and it might be bad karma, then I noticed my exit, slipping by on the right. After a bout 20min. screwing around, I got back on the right path. I fianally arrive, at my new home, and right off to bed, next morning,(saturday, for those of you fallowing along,) I get up to start the unpacking, so we could take the<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379473939485649298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWymGVhawGaSLAjvaSg6_LKHZmGFuyRp5lnCKDSyKEyYOAhu-74grEv5390BTkFfqn0QvPFZNNCh4fMd33Xmt7vBdzYQrp5BpyR8bFYhEdJKisax9k1PIdEdGLruefapXDCO6cKc_6ttEr/s200/100-0043_IMG.JPG" /> trailer back to U-haul, all of my clothes were still packed, so I put back on the clothes, from wendsdays early morning golf game with Jay. So golfed/bar-b-que on wed. golf thurs. slept in clothes thurs. night, worked on truck in blazing sun on fri.(after driving several hours wit<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEyCSy1sUUjaQPS9KDC9tuhj6KBs6KUvYOXufYgurumdtzdVRt4DjLkJCZ17MMzBRt1pMkpFgyx5jMQvQp59DINGYAJprZWY06Bx8vql762qwRRZ15iC8E99f5-BZT_9Q0H61qGsdzMWt4/s1600-h/100-0047_IMG.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379473118483895842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEyCSy1sUUjaQPS9KDC9tuhj6KBs6KUvYOXufYgurumdtzdVRt4DjLkJCZ17MMzBRt1pMkpFgyx5jMQvQp59DINGYAJprZWY06Bx8vql762qwRRZ15iC8E99f5-BZT_9Q0H61qGsdzMWt4/s320/100-0047_IMG.JPG" /></a>h no air con. on,) then wake up sat. and put on those same clothes! (tip #2, keep at least one other set handy!) After the unpack,(and my shower!) we took the trailer back to Edmonton, and this concludes my epic sojourn from wet B.C. to sunny Alberta, the land of $1 beer and no pst! Still been to busy to golf, right now I'm at Lyns cabin, repainting some rooms, and stuff, Hi Lyn, thanks for everything! but will try to get some in before the snow flies! have a great week, DufferKev!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAB9gAJNRv9vpeXHzAkxXNyuFJQ3jt0JfQKN_2OvqUFwFA2OlLKJpV81t0WjlQRuSM-LzIU0b-7dyNELuzl8L9bUNfSUZp5IkO86Q_SaSHRe2N-9dNVEfuoz0XQ9PVaaI2l1vWxQfzQr0o/s1600-h/100-0046_IMG.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379472616607522290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAB9gAJNRv9vpeXHzAkxXNyuFJQ3jt0JfQKN_2OvqUFwFA2OlLKJpV81t0WjlQRuSM-LzIU0b-7dyNELuzl8L9bUNfSUZp5IkO86Q_SaSHRe2N-9dNVEfuoz0XQ9PVaaI2l1vWxQfzQr0o/s320/100-0046_IMG.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962348482199146283.post-12482597867161799022009-09-02T07:11:00.000-07:002009-09-02T07:38:05.139-07:00Alberta Bound pt.1a<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376878402499740690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOcv_JlsUocIZWJiSp54zcIY1F3bDjeunGH8IL7zS88tPRzqcXbMYIPZ0Oa3BNiLmgdsEdNhGqW6734c0ymH3Fn-iqvKz0F2k5nVs7wN7vm6BfbOm7mT0908cUE_VnBntGmZ2AD5cQnCRM/s320/bleary+eyed+goodbye!.jpg" /><br /><div><div>Hey all, just a quick mid-week blog to include a picture I forgot to stick in the last one! This is the aftermath of my on the way golf game at Newlands golf and country club, Chris on the left, Brad in the middle, and me on the right,(note the extreme "Bleary Eyes") After I had posted my last blog, I read it. Batchelor tip today would be: proof read first! espesally when your in a hurry! During my discription of my "Bums Bed" I had forgotten the word "Blanket" after the word "Mexican" so it read like I was sleeping on a mexican,(this might have been <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEv1b1Xtgs87a1z1ww8jyR_Kv5YGs6U-rzfvSIwcEvBNiiFZWcnTASdlYLuWoGzv6lwiPpjGMrlfzn1OI69KbBk-Tey9kfShO__6hyphenhyphen6Tgni0IywJAW77kUh8G9b6_AZGOFXkFBHr_wXW3c/s1600-h/In_Your_Face.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376877938574250594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEv1b1Xtgs87a1z1ww8jyR_Kv5YGs6U-rzfvSIwcEvBNiiFZWcnTASdlYLuWoGzv6lwiPpjGMrlfzn1OI69KbBk-Tey9kfShO__6hyphenhyphen6Tgni0IywJAW77kUh8G9b6_AZGOFXkFBHr_wXW3c/s320/In_Your_Face.jpg" /></a>warmer, but was NOT my intent!)so if anyone happend to read it, with in the first 5min. of my posting, my bad...read it agian, its fixed now! This remineds me of a story from high school, when the Band "Kingdom Come" went to release it's album titled "In you face!" some how the the press/store info. pack was miss labled, and the comma, or dash, was missing or missplaced so the band name was thought th be "Kingdom" and the album title was thought to be "Come in your face!" oooppps! the unfunny part,(for them, I think its all funny!)was that the Wall-Mart chain refused to carry the album. So there you go, two good examples of why to proof read! Any ways, new place so lots to do, hope to golf soon, and will finish the Alberta Bound tale soon. More fun, more intrege, more monster energy drinks! Latter DufferKev</div></div>DufferKevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451471037232922436noreply@blogger.com3