MMM 303: SS Update

I had originally hoped to do The Opening this coming Sunday, but that makes the whole thing feel a little too compressed.  Christmas itself is the next Monday, I’m blocked the weekend, and I’m guessing turn out would be low on Friday the 22nd.  Can we plan to do this in the evening (7pm) on Thursday the 21st?

Inside/outside.

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MMM 300: Wait, 300? Shouldn’t we do something special?

No.  Mostly because I overslept and I have no fresh ideas.

Wait, I know.  This week, I’ll post nothing but pictures of women, not the usual trannies!

Word tattoos are dumb.  By extension, so is she.  Dumb girls are generally easy, so this should make me happy, but mostly makes me sad for her.

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MMM 299: when it rains…

So we’ve now concluded that the water damage upstairs is entirely due to my piping of the cold drip into the hot tap not actually stopping the water.  It might not be so extensive as to need a drywaller, but we are going to have to mud and repaint part of the living room ceiling and the entirety of at least one wall.  The subfloor is coming out this afternoon and we’ll see if there’s anything more to it.  Also, one of the tires on the station wagon was leaking fast enough to make an audible hiss last night when we got home from church, so I get to change the tire as soon as it’s light out, assuming the spare (thank heaven it’s full-size) doesn’t need air first.  Also, I have a software delivery on Friday and the wife needs to be at the base tomorrow, so I get to spend all day being dad and then work a full day as soon as she gets home to catch up on that.

I think that’s everything.  I fully expect to twist an ankle feeding the horses shortly too.

Quads.

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MMM 298: DST OVER!

And thank heaven for that.  I was beginning to feel really lazy waking up an hour before sunrise and still having it be after 7am.  I’ve been doing some pig-farming math.  I’m pretty sure I can – at a minimum – get paid to raise my own pork.  The question is, how much?  Net profit (i.e. after feed costs, not accounting for infrastructure), per pig, after 7 months, is about $350 but most estimates.  If I raise 10 per year, keep 1 for my family, and sell 9, that’s $3150/yr profit, plus a lotta ham, bacon, sausage, and ribs.  If managing the pigs takes 20 minutes, every day, for 7 months (30.5 days), that’s 4270 minutes, or 71 hours and change.  This gives an hourly rate of $44.36.  Not bad.  Infrastructure is key, though, as that reduces time invested, and anything I can do to bring down feed costs will improve the economics of the net profit.  It looks like I might have a better chance with pears at my new farm than apples, which is fine by me, since the plan was always just to have cheap animal feed.  Couple that with eggs that can be almost free with pastured hens and an acre or two of three-sisters garden, bees for honey and pollination, and we might have a pretty viable side hustle that also feeds the family.  Well.

Okay, enough about my retirement plans, on to pictures.  Monochrome squats.

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MMM 297: No Halloween costumes

Because I just didn’t have time to dig any new ones up.  Oh well.

Selfie or progress photo?

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MMM 296: Picking up sticks

As we prepare for winter here, I’m trying to prune back and tidy up as much of the landscape as I can.  I’ve still got those two big pine trunks (dead and fallen 3 years ago now) laying in a nearly-dry pond.  My hope is to surround them with enough fuel to burn them down almost completely in place, because they’re too heavy to move without cutting them down to logs or chaining them to my truck.  They are a little over a foot in diameter at the base, and I can’t get them positioned well for bucking with the chainsaw, so I’ve had to resort to using my axe.  Excellent workout, but tough on the hands.  And before someone says “gloves”, that’s a great way to lose your grip on an axe, at least if you’re me and almost no glove fits as the word would imply.  Anyhow, now it’s supposed to rain most of the week, so it may not even be dry enough again to light up until November.  Yay.

Use a spotter.

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MMM 294: Rainy October Monday

Long day yesterday.  Wife took horse for trail ride in newly-repaired trailer, Possum was inconsolable, had to take her to church by my lonesome, then my parents came for visit in the afternoon through dinner time.  Had to do some dishes this morning and jar up some beef broth.   Pics now.

Pretty smile.

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Belly button rings are so 2003.

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She looks cranky.

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Looks like an outtake from a photo shoot based.

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I can’t do this and that’s okay.

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The gym dom look.

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Tasteful monochrome.

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Are those phragmites!?  Get out of there miss, I’ve got some extreme weeding to do.

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Belly tattoos are so 2006.

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And the week begins.

 

MMM 293: October!?

Yeah, it’s Fall.  I can tell by the crunchy sound when I walk outside that isn’t a plague of locusts.  I am now officially a plantation owner of some kind, as I have a contract with a sharecropper on a goodly portion of Pferdscheisse Acres.  I still need to do some research on tree planting in that soil, both as barriers and possibly fruit crops.

Are her lips real?

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MMM 292: You’d be sad too

Up early today because I have to go try and do a thing at a place and I’m sure it will be at least moderately stressful.  Feel free to conjecture about what and where and with whom, I’ll fill you all in on the details later.  No worries, this is more of an “aw, man…” bummer than an “oh no!” bummer, it’s just that it’s going to eat up most of my morning and not be pleasant.  I hope all of your days are blessed and unstressed.

I bet she’d look amazing in a pale yellow sundress with little pink flowers.

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