Believe nothing, no matter where you read it, or who said it – no matter if I have said it! – except it agree with your own reason and your own common sense.” – Siddhartha Gautama, a.k.a. the Buddha

Biddybiddybiddy

No whining, especially in light of my recent protests that I need more time. All this week has maxed my hours, and I still have roughly three days, three FULL days on the docket, and there are a couple I know of, just not what the schedule looks like. Yeah, frickin’ haw!!! First decent pay of the year.

And I went on a lark last eve, contacted one of those kayak owners on Marketplace about his boat. Was planning on spending cash I dont really have for a boat I dont really need so that I could tentatively sell another boat to make up the difference. First contact and things got a little wonky, but in a good way. No cash now but some good old fashioned horse trading. One white water Creeker Boat (sometimes refered to as ‘spud’ boats, because they resemble potatoes in shape) for a 16.5′ seakayak, but one designed by a guy that I’ve taken cue from in the past. About time I get my paws on one and find out what makes his ‘different’, and where my desigms have slipped.

And if I really get the calling, I have a prime specimen for making a plug to remake the thing in honest to dawg fiberglass, or kevlar or Carbon fiber,

Obviously, with the current payscale thingy, that ain’t a happening this year. 🙄

Downside of a sort: some yokel dropped off another Kat at the worksite. She has adopted me as her Champion Hooman, and while she is a fine little kat, she is NOT coming home with me. I made her a “cave” at the shop so she can be safe, she already knows which dawguums to steer clear of, and I bought a 10# bag of kibble so she isn’t competing with the ferals for sustenance. She can be the shop kat. Her name is Skitty, and the poor bag of bones can’t be much more than 10 weeks old. Her gums are still showing ragged from losing her milk teeth.

Its been a good week and I want to keep it rolling, so,,, off to bed with my giddy kid at Christmas wound up like a top self. More later

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