'Bout to head out to work again-- gonna pick up every hour i can, because every one currently proffered to the MACHINA gets me one closer to never needing to do so again; each minute buys another pound of beans, or can of spam, or new packet of seeds.
Did some math last nite; figured that one hour of labor makes the land payment for that day. GOOD motivation to help me through the sh!+tiest of hours.
But didn't come here to pessimise today.Been playing a new variation of my profile game-- going to YOUR blogs and clicking on all those YOU follow.
FUN FUN FUN!!!
Yall are some interesting characters, and follow some, too.
How interesting? Find out for YOURSELF. (If you tag no other link, folks, tag this one.)
Kicks and grins, folks. Gotta have a few of 'em in this crazy life & world.
Edible chocolate anus, anyone?!?
Enjoy, fellow travelers-- i gotta go earn a can o' fish... :]
Just traipsed in from work. it's 0226 hrs. (i know my 'post' time shows 0601 hrs; that's G.M.T. ; i habitat in C.S.T. time is relative, as a greater man than i hath proven.) changed the game back to tagging other sites of shared interests from my profile, this time choosing "living aboard". got me thinking...
two of my life's living option dreams: 1) a chunk of land for hermitage and a big garden; 2) a 31'-35' live-aboard sailboat.
this coming freya's day (friday, to you trivia-challenged minds :) i will make my first payment on some acreage, moving inexorably towards dream#1.
but when TSHTF (borrowing the anacronym, Strider...) a nice boat would be practical as well.
both options have inherent advantages and dis-ads:
1)a) on a boat, no garden b) on land, no mobility
2)a) pirates (yes, they exist in the modern world, folk, and will likely exacerbate post-apocalypse) b) might could out-sail 'em, but land-locked??? hunker down...
guess i could go on, but have stimulated your grey matter enough to take it's own comparative journey. point is... well, i s'ppose either would work. depends a lot on individual bent. 80% of the world covered in water; a lot of space... but i'll still be mailing that check come friday.
Unless someone's willing to owner-finance a Hans Christian or catamaran to a chap in the greater h-town area?!?
if so, hit me :D i'll just haul my travel trailer to the Hermit's desert, and keep the the for'ard v-berth open should he need the option. (no funny ideas, folk; he's fambly...) couldn't hurt to have both possibilities open, n'est-ce pas!
keep an open mind, folks. we're all gonna needs be creative in the coming Storm.
Day dress, ca. 1842.
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