I ain’t spending a fucking dime today.

As a matter of fact, I think I will go out in the garage and Piddle Fart all day.

I hope the meat was moist, the gravy savory and the stuffing perfect.

We had a houseful of folks from the Wifely Unit’s side and she made a great meal.

Unfortunately, for the last 3 days, I have laid in bed at night trying to sleep until I could see the light coming up through the window. By the time I would get to sleep and then wake up, I had about 45 minutes to get up and get out the door to go to work.

All that caught up to me today so I have been laying in my recliner dozing on and off all day.

Even with a house full of people yakking and laughing.

My back’s been killing me for no good reason too so I popped one of Daddy;s Little Helpers, put the headphones on and dozed listening to music.

Sleeping in fits and starts, I’m still tired but I did manage to get up and eat dinner and then after another nap, get up and have a piece of Pumplin Cjheese Cake with real Whipped Cream so I feel a little better.

I have no idea what the deal is with not sleeping, could be a lot of things but hopefully I will get back to normal by Monday.

Anyways, I hope everyone else had a good day and thanks for stopping by.

Nowadays they just shoot ya for some of the crap I pulled and I am not kidding in the least.

Pretty much describes me. Except for that foam cut out shit.

Takes up too much room in the drawers.

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Well, I have finally busted my cherry over at Vulgar Curmudgeon https://bustednuckles.blogspot.com/. I had a post over there that didn’t conform to their community standards and was deemed “Hate Speech” My next act of course is to try to be thrown into Blogger Jail. It is our sister site and most of what gets posted on here gets posted over there to keep it an active account and a back up to this site

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I sure as hell didn’t.

Head over to Irishs’ place and watch this video about AI and listen very carefully to what the guy says about it.

I don’t consider myself to be unintelligent but he brings up points that I certainly hadn’t considered yet.

Now more than ever does this meme hit home.

To this day I can still remember watching JFK’s funeral procession on a little black and white television in my Grandmother’s living room and asking her why the boots were in the stirrups backward on a horse with no rider.

If I hadn’t seen a post from someone else earlier while at work today I would not have remembered what happened on this November day back in 1963.

One of my earlest memories is from when I was 3 or4, trying to figure out how to adjust the seat on my trycycle.

Honest to God.

Soon after that, I can remembere using one of these,

To lubricate the pedal mechanism in one of these,

So you could say, that am a Natural Born Mechanic.

Hatched and ready to bust some knuckles from the Get Go.

That means I have been turning wrenches way over 50 years now.

45 years at least, since High school.

I even took a Small Engine course in Junior High.

So when I saw this video, I felt every bit of it.

Some days, it’s all I can do just to get out of bed and get dressed but I still have to go to work.

At this point I am literally leaving it in God’s hands.

That fucking engine is toast.

Yeah, thumbs up buddy, it’s all better now right?

I’ll be the first to admit that this cover of My Guitar Gently Weeps ain’t the greatest by a long ways but when the lead guitar player cuts loose at about 3:45 in , it makes it all better.

I absolutely guarantee it because it is fucking EPIC.