Oh hell, why not, let's do this. Ha ha, easy to say, but do'n ain't as easy as say'n. What to write about?
Well let's start with how I been feel'n. Pretty dad gum good if'n I do say so myself. I been eat'n. I been sleep'n. I been watch'n crap on the TV. I been keep'n nice an' cozy. Yesterday....dishes is all warshed up. Floors are sweeped. Trash is out. Ran Sally da house engine. Ran the Onan generator. Emptied the black water tank....pump that shit bout 80 feet. Man, what a good day. Shoot, I feel pretty dad gun good. But....I cain't wait to see my nerve kill'n doctor. I don't rekon my back will ever be pain free.
The old Billy Bob took up knit'n, crochet'n, basket weav'n, an' the upholstery trade. Mostly upholstery. Do ya recall when I was tell'n ya bout the old recliner cover what catched on fire? It was big, the cover thingy, an' hanged down too far on the back. The Mr Heater says...."hey, lookie here, combustibles"....an' set it ablaze. The Mr Heater move is complete....even ordered an' installed a 6 volt thingy to run the fan. Anyhow, I says to myself, if'n I only had me a sew maching, I could make that cover fit. "Yo mama" just so happen to have a extra sew machine. I set to work. My God, this will never work.....this needs some dumpster time. I hear a knock on my door. Nobody knocks on my door....what the hell. It was "yo mama" with a basket of material....one be'n upholstery material an' it looked good. I'm think'n I can do this. Measurements, drawings, cut here, cut there...fire up the sew machine. The back half was done the other day an' the finish'n half was done yesterday. My God, it looks like store bought....almost. To prove my point, here is a pic of a brand spank'n new recliner cover thingy I put together.
See what I'm talk'n bout...I'm a upholstery guy.
After the snow, we only had a couple three more days of cold ass temps. It got so warm follow'n that that I open up the front winder shade thingys so's I can see outside. Ha ha, but shit, come Tuesday night, I gonna have to close them again to keep the cold outside an' the heat inside. But look'n outside for 4 or 5 days is worth a million dollar. An' sunshine, Yaaa Hooo!!!
When I say I'm eat'n, I had to throw half a pot of chicken noodle veg soup in the dumpster. Ya see, ever time I make a pot of something to last a few days, I get a ton of free food from up at the house an' from Robert. The soup got sour in the frige that long...bout 5 or 6 days. Ha, last night I eat me up bout 5 pounds of tacos what Mandi made for me. I was stuffed. An' then....here come Robert with a big bowl od apple pie an' ice cream. "Put it in the freezer Robert". Bout 30 minure later I couldn't take it no longer....I eat that stuff slap up. Now I was really stuffed......Yeeee Haaa!!!
I sooo want my couch back. That would mean I got to put the desktop back over there where the recliner sits. An' that means the recliner would have to go. Or, I could put the recliner over there where the tug boat sits on a cabinet....what would mean that a shelf would have to be constructed over the desktop for the tug boat an' the Mississippi riverboat....an' toss the cabinet in the dumpster....what would mean I got to find new storage space for the stuff in the cabinet. Dang, that sounds like I got myself in a situation.
"billy jeep" registration has arrived from Texas. Good for another year....with no safety inspection. Ya see, when I ordered the registration online, the inspection was still in effect. It ain't now. They probably gonna put a bench warrant on me an' lock me up the first day I get back to the Texas border. Although I do have 24 hours to get inspected. Ha, I cain't drive from Shreveport La. (the border) to south Texas in 24 hours. This new shit sucks.
My stocks did wonderful last week. I need to spend some money. "How bout a new couch Billy Bob"?
Ok, that's bout it for now. Things are look'n up. For how long, I don't know.
Well let's start with how I been feel'n. Pretty dad gum good if'n I do say so myself. I been eat'n. I been sleep'n. I been watch'n crap on the TV. I been keep'n nice an' cozy. Yesterday....dishes is all warshed up. Floors are sweeped. Trash is out. Ran Sally da house engine. Ran the Onan generator. Emptied the black water tank....pump that shit bout 80 feet. Man, what a good day. Shoot, I feel pretty dad gun good. But....I cain't wait to see my nerve kill'n doctor. I don't rekon my back will ever be pain free.
The old Billy Bob took up knit'n, crochet'n, basket weav'n, an' the upholstery trade. Mostly upholstery. Do ya recall when I was tell'n ya bout the old recliner cover what catched on fire? It was big, the cover thingy, an' hanged down too far on the back. The Mr Heater says...."hey, lookie here, combustibles"....an' set it ablaze. The Mr Heater move is complete....even ordered an' installed a 6 volt thingy to run the fan. Anyhow, I says to myself, if'n I only had me a sew maching, I could make that cover fit. "Yo mama" just so happen to have a extra sew machine. I set to work. My God, this will never work.....this needs some dumpster time. I hear a knock on my door. Nobody knocks on my door....what the hell. It was "yo mama" with a basket of material....one be'n upholstery material an' it looked good. I'm think'n I can do this. Measurements, drawings, cut here, cut there...fire up the sew machine. The back half was done the other day an' the finish'n half was done yesterday. My God, it looks like store bought....almost. To prove my point, here is a pic of a brand spank'n new recliner cover thingy I put together.
After the snow, we only had a couple three more days of cold ass temps. It got so warm follow'n that that I open up the front winder shade thingys so's I can see outside. Ha ha, but shit, come Tuesday night, I gonna have to close them again to keep the cold outside an' the heat inside. But look'n outside for 4 or 5 days is worth a million dollar. An' sunshine, Yaaa Hooo!!!
When I say I'm eat'n, I had to throw half a pot of chicken noodle veg soup in the dumpster. Ya see, ever time I make a pot of something to last a few days, I get a ton of free food from up at the house an' from Robert. The soup got sour in the frige that long...bout 5 or 6 days. Ha, last night I eat me up bout 5 pounds of tacos what Mandi made for me. I was stuffed. An' then....here come Robert with a big bowl od apple pie an' ice cream. "Put it in the freezer Robert". Bout 30 minure later I couldn't take it no longer....I eat that stuff slap up. Now I was really stuffed......Yeeee Haaa!!!
I sooo want my couch back. That would mean I got to put the desktop back over there where the recliner sits. An' that means the recliner would have to go. Or, I could put the recliner over there where the tug boat sits on a cabinet....what would mean that a shelf would have to be constructed over the desktop for the tug boat an' the Mississippi riverboat....an' toss the cabinet in the dumpster....what would mean I got to find new storage space for the stuff in the cabinet. Dang, that sounds like I got myself in a situation.
"billy jeep" registration has arrived from Texas. Good for another year....with no safety inspection. Ya see, when I ordered the registration online, the inspection was still in effect. It ain't now. They probably gonna put a bench warrant on me an' lock me up the first day I get back to the Texas border. Although I do have 24 hours to get inspected. Ha, I cain't drive from Shreveport La. (the border) to south Texas in 24 hours. This new shit sucks.
My stocks did wonderful last week. I need to spend some money. "How bout a new couch Billy Bob"?
Ok, that's bout it for now. Things are look'n up. For how long, I don't know.
