File transfer.....did that

Well now, what kind of nonsense are we gonna talk bout this morn'n? It's get'n to the point that even nonsense is a hard subject. Does this mean the it's "end times" for the old Billy Bob? I'm serious a s a rocket scientist....or something like that.

Well, I do have some good news this morn'n. No trip to Corpus Christi necessary. Remember that old HP laptop what bit the dust a while back? Yeah the one that has all my pictures on it. No I didn't lose all my pictures. Ya see, I got to think'n.....remove the hard drive from the old computer and convert it to a external hard drive what hooks up to the USB thingy. That would require a hard drive enclosure....right? Well shoot, I got a external hard drive. Wonder if that sucker can be took apart an' hook up to the hard drives out the old computer. Yep it surely can......and the hard drives (got two of 'em) out of the old computer hook up to it with very little modification. All my pictures are now on my brand spank'n new computer.....for free.

Now that I got all that hard drive stuff figger out, I have two more external hard drives for "stuff". Somewheres bout 700 gigabytes of storage. Now it's time to blow up the old computer. I suppose this should be a "project" since I'm gonna video the total destruction of a $1500 computer. My redneck is begin'n to show ain't it?
"Hey Bubba, watch this".

Holy crap, it got a bit chilly last night. It were 45 degs this morn'n. Had to fire up the Mr. Heater. Don't know what a Mr. Heater is??? Well, it's a little portable propane heater what I hook up every winter to stay warm. I no longer use the coach furnace 'cause of the low efficiency....somewheres bout 60 to 70%. Sides that, I covered up all the floor vents when I installed the beautiful dark walnut wood floors. I'm think'n it ain't gonna be long till the A/C's will be run'n all day long. Hot damn, can hardly wait.

I were sit'n there on the couch last night an' got to think'n......fish!!! I need to go fish'n. Just down the road a piece, bout 45 minutes, is one my secret holes. To get to where the fish live, I will require the assistance of the "bubba boat". The "bubba boat" ain't never been in salt water, but I bet ya a dollar, it don't the difference between salt water and fresh water. Boats ain't very smart ya know.

OK, so I wanna go catch me up a fish. And I need the "bubba boat" in order to do so. Unless I just want to stand on the shore an' chunk lures where there ain't no fish. "Don't ya think it's a bit windy for fish'n Billy Bob"??? Damn, when is this wind gonna ever calm down? I ain't seen a day yet that the wind wasn't blow'n a hunnert (20 to 30) mile a hour. Blow "bubba boat" all the ways to Cuba or somewheres like that.

Ok....I got things to do. Water line???? Maybe. Port Aransas??? Maybe.