To beat this Redneck motherfucker for the most shit towed behind a single vehicle.

Good luck buddy.

That this chick randonly finds a young guy who knows what the fuck is going on?

This is actually old news but I ran across it again and took notice about how Nicotine kills this shit.

Since I have been smoking for 55 years now I guess I won’t worry about it.

BTW, this is just SOME of the shit that was in that “vaccine” that they pushed so damn hard for everyone to get and I told them to stick in their ass.

No introduction necessary…

In case you weren’t aware, The Wifely Unit has an unhealthy fixation on the Seattle Seahawks football team.

Fanatic doesn’t even come close.

Our house is literally a shrine to them and Donald trump.

The shit is absolutely everywhere.

She even has a life sized cardboard cut out of Trump in the dining room.

Seahawks shit?

Every Fucking Where.

Neon signs, blankets, calendars, throw pillows, slippers, pajamas, jackets and coats, posters, coffee table coasters, Bobble Head dolls, hats, bags, purses, fuzzy Seattle dice on the rear view mirror, Seahawks license plate frame…

You name it, if they make it, she has it.

I’m tellin’ ya, it’s not normal.

She lives and dies by them fuckers.

Every Sunday when they are playing, she takes our oldest boy, goes up and waits in line until they open the doors so she can get a good booth,and watches the game at a giant local SportsBar/ Bowling Alley./Arcade.

It actually has TWO Bowling Alleys in the place.

It’s fucking HUGE. Something like a dozen Big Screen televisions on one wall alone.

They even sell Pizza there.

She left TWO HOURS before they open today to get up there and get a good spot.

FIVE HOURS before Kick Off Time.

Just to watch a football game on television.

She even had her finger and toenails painted Team Colors on Thursday.

She reluctantly invited me last night but there is no way in hell I would step foot in the joint. I kid you not, if Seattle lost the Superbowl and I was there?

She would literally blame me for it and hold it against me forever.

That’s how fixated she is on that shit.

And how superstitious she is.

I could care less either way personally. It’s just my mental health and personal misery level that I am interested in.

If they manage to win I am Golden.

If they lose I am in for six months of living hell because she will literally go into a deep depression over it.

The shit I put up with for this woman, I swear.

So here is to the Seahawks winning the Superbowl, because the alternative is something I don’t want to contemplate.

Wish me luck.

9 years I worked on and inside what they call HIP Units.

Hot Isostatic Press.

They are basically a very high heat and high pressure cooker for metal parts.

They can be very dangerous as the residents of CederQ’s original stomping grounds town of Canby Oregon found out the hard way Tuesday.

Before you watch the video, allow me to voice my opinion that the unit that blew was probably a smaller unit. The big ones have a 5 foot inner diameter and are about 20 feet deep.

That is a very big bomb.

If you are like most folks and as I was before I went to work on them, you have no idea what a HIP unit is and how they work.

Here is a good video that explains the process and gives you an idea of what they look like,

This guy is absolutely phenominal.

I highly reccomend going and listeing to some of his other offerings.

He plays some great blues covers too.

HOW?!

I’d like to thank everyone for the birthday wishes and also wish Bear Claw a belated birthday.

Unfortunately, I slept completely through my entire birthday and half of the next day.

I didn’t even see any of them until Sunday afternoon and then I just glanced.

My lovely Wife came down with a vicious head/chest cold early last week and by Thursday I knew I was doomed to catch it too.

Now everyone in the house is sick.

When I got home from work friday night I put up that post about my birthday and as soon as I hit publish it felt like a rock wall fell over on me. I closed the laptop and went to bed.

Except for bathroom breaks I was out for a day and a half. This is Monday, about one in the afternoon and I just got done eating something for the first time since Friday evening.

I had to force myself to eat something because I still don’t feel hungry.

This is some wicked shit boys.

One star, Do Not Reccommend type shit.

My head has been so plugged up even benadry; barely did anything so that I could breathe through my nose, I have a sinus pressure headache and pretty much feel like I went through the wringer a few times.

So thanks again for the birthday wishes, I am going to gather up some more liquids and medications and go fall back into bed.

I’m not sure I am going to try and go to work tomorrow yet either. Time will tell.

I swear, time is literally flying by lately.

Sixty Six years so far today.

Just for fun I think I’ll post one of my Old School favorites from my misspent youth.

Y’all be good, I’m going to be busy fucking off all day and then going out to dinner with my Libtard brother and his wife because they are in town from Arizona.

I guarantee that is going to be interesting.

TIA for the birthday wishes.

A year ago Silver spot was about $30 an ounce.

Yesterday’s spot?

1.0 Silver Ounce equals

$117.32 US Dollar.

That’s the Comex price which is the paper market here in the U.S..

I saw a report earlier tonight that said Silver was selling for $140 an ounce in the Shanghai market.

It really doesn’t matter for people like us because it is basically Unobtanium at this point anyway.

The U.S Mint quit selling for at least a month but they raised the price of a minted one ounce coin to $170 before they shut down.

They know damn good and well what is coming.

All of us guys would like an answer to.

Sent in via message in a bottle by Sedition.

Rock on my friend.

Because it can. With ten year old technology and fierce determination.

104 miles per gallon and 0-60 in 4 1/2 seconds, with a little turbo diesel.

Motherfuckers won’t do it because they are making Billions.