Irish scored bigly even if it is going to need some work.

As soon as I get done eating dinner one of these is going to be headed my way.

I just have to do a quick search to find one first.

Before I was even done eating, my pal Irish hunted it down and left a link.

However, while I was looking to see if I could find one cheaper, I ran across THIS, from the same manufacturer.

Decisions, Decisions…

UPDATED;

I went with the bottom option.

And got two.

$25 each VS. $130 each.

They are way more portable on top of being way more affordable.

I may just get one of those bigger ones a bit later anyway though.

If this guy isn’t just the epitome of a Redneck, I never seen one.

I like the way he set up the throttle control too.

Pretty damn clever.

Doesn’t mean The Shit Isn’t Hitting The Fan.

The key take away,

By the end of this summer, food shortages, the energy crisis, and the realization that the NATO folly of picking an unwinnable proxy war with Russia along with even higher inflation will kill whatever vestiges of this historic bull market remains. That is when Wave 3 down, the big stock market crash that I have been referencing will occur probably some time between August and October.

That is when the real pain will begin.

I say the first of it is already happening in some places.

New Yorkers paying five bucks a gallon for gasoline may think things can’t get much worse — but in one California town people are shelling out nearly double that for a fill-up

A Chevron station in the coastal village of Mendocino about 175 miles north of San Francisco was charging $9.60 a gallon for regular on Friday afternoon.

That’s more than $3 a gallon above the state average of $6.30, and $4.78 higher than the national average of $4.82, according to AAA.

But individual stations throughout the country are charging more than the average, including one LA station that topped $8 on Friday.

Prices have also surged in New York, where the statewide average has hit $4.851, according to AAA – with the average in all boroughs except Staten Island topping $5 Saturday

$9.60 a gallon, and it’s not even Mid June yet, the typical start to the Summer Driving Season.

Food prices are slated to DOUBLE by Fall.

There is a lag between when the Farmers get hammered cost wise to put crops in the ground and when they hit the market.

“People don’t realize what’s fixing to hit them,” Texas farmer Lynn “Bugsy” Allen said. “They think it’s tough right now; you give it until October. Food prices are going to double.”

The 8.8 percent increase in food prices that Americans have already seen doesn’t take into account the dramatically higher costs that farmers are now experiencing. That’s because farmers pay upfront and only recoup their expenses at the point of sale, months later.

“Usually, what we see on the farm, the consumer doesn’t see for another 18 months,” said John Chester, a Tennessee farmer of corn, wheat, and soybeans. But with the severity of these cost increases, consumers could feel the effects much sooner, particularly if weather becomes a factor.

“Nothing that consumers are paying is going to bridge the gap for farmers right now,” according to Lorenda Overman, a North Carolina farmer who raises hogs and grows corn, soybeans, and sweet potatoes. She said the spike in fuel costs has put her farm into the red this year.

“The prices now have not hit the grocery stores yet,” but she expects they will start to by the end of summer.

We are fixing to go grocery shopping for the week here in a couple of hours and I will be looking at prices hard.

I already have been but The Wifely Unit just keeps saying there is nothing we can do about it and she will pay whatever it costs.

That’s because she has never been truly hungry before without knowing where the next meal is coming from.

Once that happens to you personally, YOU NEVER FORGET IT.

I have told her over and over and over again to buy more long term food NOW, because every time from here to God knows when that you go to the store, it is going to be more expensive.

Normalcy Bias is a silent killer people.

Normalcy Bias (noun) The phenomenon of disbelieving one’s situation when faced with grave and imminent danger and/or catastrophe. As in overfocusing on the actual phenomenon instead of taking evasive action, a state of paralysis.

A State Of Paralysis.

Disbelief, Inaction.

Millions of people just like my wife are about to get bitch slapped right up the side of the head.

There is no talking to her about it.

She is going to have to find out the hard way.

I am working around her as much as I can.

That’s all I can do.

There is going to be pain and suffering coming.

Get ready for it as best as you can.

My wife is actually a hell of a lot luckier than she will ever know.

I can be a resourceful little monkey when I have to be and I still retain a lot of knowledge about surviving Hard Times.

I’ve been hungry before and I won’t do it again as long as I have the strength to get out of bed and keep going.

Hard lessons are coming for her and millions of people like her though.

A bear shits wherever it wants to.

12 hours of driving, two one hour delays for traffic but he got where he was going.

I’m glad to hear it.

I always worry about the fucker like a Catholic Grandmother and he loves to give me shit about it.

I wasn’t going to start worrying until it got dark and I hadn’t heard from him.

Something told me the stubborn bastard was going to drive from central Idaho to the Roseburg Oregon area at one shot and that’s exactly what he did.

He sounded pretty tired and I’m sure he was but it’s good that it’s done.

Not the burger, me.

I haven’t heard from our wayward son yet, he must be pushing it while there is still daylight.

My Grandson has a baseball game tonight and it’s almost the end of the season so I am going to go stand out in the rain and watch that. When I get back I’ll see about posting something.

I got a big surprise package in the mail today out of the blue but I’ll be damned if I can find my benefactor’s Email address.

If you see this Andy, please shoot me a message so that I can thank you properly!

Please keep our Co Host and foot loose friend Cederq in your prayers today as he prepares to hitch up and haul ass farther West again today.

He has a long haul in front of him.

God Speed and Fair Winds behind you pal.

Here’s what I have to say to that lying piece of shit Commie brain dead motherfucker,

Wish in one hand and shit in the other.

See which one gets full quicker.

Why does any American need a thirty round magazine he asks?

To protect ourselves against wannabe tyrannical cocksuckers like you.

That’s why.

Fuck You, Fuck every gun grabbing maggot like you and fuck every stupid sonofabitch who falls for your bullshit.

There are over 500 million guns in this country right fucking now you dumb bastard.

Even in your moistest fever dreams you would never get a quarter of them if you tried.

Evidently your handlers think we are too stupid to recognize the pattern of wind up toys and false flags coming down like clockwork.

Apparently their memories are as short as their dicks too.

The last time you stupid fucking Democrats pulled this shit you got hammered in the next election.

I suppose since you are well aware that it is going to happen again this time anyway you figure you have nothing to lose.

As far as I’m concerned the quicker the Democratic Party ceases to exist, the better.

Keep fucking that chicken Joe and tell Barack Obama that we know.

Oh yes we know, you cocksucker.

Ten years ago to the day actually, I screwed the lid back on the whiskey bottle and walked away from it.

I pounded my left thumb with a hammer, again.

Trying to knock a bearing out of a tube locked in a vise at work using a long rod, the hammer glanced off the end and I whacked my thumb traveling right to left.

Oh it hurt a bit but then it started bleeding.

And Bleeding.

And Bleeding some more.

There was a trail of blood across the floor to the garbage can and then all over the insides.

Oh there were the words too.

I was basically Speaking In Tongues at that point.

No cracks about the dirty nails, I work for a living.

Split that motherfucker WIDE OPEN and peeled it back from the knuckle.

Of course I was at work.

Of Course they had to call an EMT.

Of course there was four thousand pages of paperwork and a trip to the bathroom to pee in a little cup.

Then they wouldn’t even let me drive myself up to Urgent Care to get it sewn up.

Oh no, gotta ride up in an ambulance with the EMT.

He gets with six blocks of the joint and his little traffic alert thing rerouted him and we wound up a mile and a half away from where we needed to be, in downtown, until he finally discovers that what I have been telling him since he turned off was right and we had to turn around and go 24 blocks back the way we had just came from.

I’m really fucking glad I wasn’t having a heart attack.

He drops me off and then it’s more paperwork and a two hour wait to get seen.

Xrays, the works.

Finally some lady comes in and cleans the thing up and it starts bleeding anew.

More gauze. Then some lady doctor comes in, takes one look at it and says she doesn’t sew so good so out she goes and ten minutes later another lady comes in.

Young, from Tennessee, we had a great conversation while she was working me over.

I have split that thumb open before with a hammer, to the point you could see the bone.

Even then it only got like 6 stitches.

I told her she needed to sew this thing shut tight.

So she did.

I now have a new personal best for that thumb.

Nine freaking stitches.

Then this on top of it.

Oh, and another Tetanus shot because I can never remember when I had the last one.

Fuck me.

When they got all done they patted me on the ass and pointed me to the door.

No pain relief, just instructions to keep it clean and dry.

Yeah, those numbing shots are wearing off and this thing is already starting to throb like a sick chicken’s ass.

It’s gonna be a long night.

Then it’s back to work tomorrow.

This kinda shit may slow me down but it sure as hell isn’t going to stop me.

You just have to know where to look.

I told you about the deal I got on the slightly used tires for the back of my pickup.

$150, cash money off of Craigslist.

Well I knew of a little Gypo tire shop and stopped in there to see about getting them swapped out.

I figured they would be busy and I would have to make an appointment but as it turned out, they weren’t.

The minute I pulled in I could tell it was my kind of place.

Used tires piled up all over the place and a sign in the front window that said Cash Only, no checks, no cards.

Yessir, we are going to be able to do business.

After asking about the pricing and showing them what I needed done, it wasn’t long before the ass end was up in the air and the lug nuts were flying.

A grand total of $70 to dismount 4 off the wheels, mount and balance 2 and dispose of the used tires and wheels I didn’t need.

For a Grand Total of $220, less than half of what I was quoted by the Big Chain Tire Store.

Double Bonus, while I was waiting, I inquired about a couple of decent used tires they might have to go on the front.

2 of those are sitting there, they want $100 for both plus the $50 for mounting, balancing and disposal of the worn ones on it now.

Triple Bonus, also while I was waiting and the guy was breaking down the tires, I grabbed a brake drum and yanked it off to discover I have at least one axle seal puking oil all over the brake shoes.

Try doing that sometime at a Big Chain Tire Shop.

I can tell you it ain’t happening and if you ask them to check the brakes while they have the wheels off anyway and they find oil on the brake shoes, they are going to slam you with another $700 estimate to replace the seals and brakes.

Guaranteed.

So I plan on going back, getting the front tires swapped out and I will STILL be under what I was quoted for 2 new tires to be installed!

Since the weather has FINALLY started to turn, I’ll be doing those axle seals and rear brakes myself, Thankyouverymuch.

Not that I WANT TO but because I can and I’m not paying that kind of money for something I can do myself on a nice and sunny Saturday afternoon.

The lesson here is to shop the hell around.

I have been broke most of my life, mainly because of piss poor decisions I have made but I did learn how to get by on the cheap and have a nose for finding cheaper alternatives rather than bending over and paying full price for shit like most Normies do.

I’m not the least bit afraid to shop at shady looking places Sally Homemaker would lock her doors while driving by.

Especially places that say Cash Only, up front.

Yep, we can do business just fine.

The Modular Body.

It says it’s Science Fiction.

For Now.