Are you one of those people who finds conversation while in the loo a gross violation of decorum?
If so, this place probably makes you shudder.
Briefly....
Sometimes it's hard to tell if it's raining, or if the sky is just dripping. I came in for lunch, looked at the radar online, and realized what I thought was a sprinkle was just humidity falling out of the air.
#LifeInOregon
That Saturday morning leadership seminar I referred to in last night's post is 3 hours long, not 2. Like I said, I was really tired when I wrote that one.
Today's project: get the trench for the direct-burial 12-2 wire dug from the coop to the outside of what will be the run, bury that wire, and install an outlet inside the coop. From just outside the run over to the power box that will be inside Fred will happen later when I rent a trencher. But it was gonna be a hassle to dig under the fence.
I need power in the coop because chickens lay eggs when there's enough daylight. Nature tells them winter isn't a good time for raising a brood, so when the hours of daylight drop so does their egg production. Thankfully, chickens aren't real bright, so a lightbulb on a timer set for 12-on and 12-off will keep them laying at peak production all year long.
I decided in the middle of the night that I can't live with spindles that slant inward at the bottom. I'm cheap, but I'm also enough of a perfectionist that the $30 or so it will cost me to cut new spindles and the time it will take to make the necessary adjustments to the porch deck are a price I'm willing to pay. Otherwise I was going to be irritated every time I looked at it.
Remember Michael Oher, the central character in the movie The Blind Side? I learned today that he plays for the Carolina Panthers. Doesn't matter. As much as I don't like the Denver Broncos, I like the Panthers even less.
I got a request from Puerto Rico to write a brief bio that they could use in promotional material for the seminars.
What an opportunity! Nobody's going to check this for accuracy, right?
Harvard. three Ironman events, invented the internet.
Oh wait. That one's taken.
Oprah owns 10% of Weight Watchers. Today she tweeted that she'd lost 26 lbs. on the program and the stock jumped 19.5% immediately. That made her a cool $12.5 million.
Am I too cynical, or does this look suspect?
On the advice of Tom, our CPA/tax preparer, Pam contacted the hospital where she used to work and requested the form the IRS says indicates we got Obamacare money. The head of payroll emailed her back and said the IRS is wrong, they sent nothing to them re. an Obamacare allowance, and so they can't provide us with the form.
Tom says I need to go to the local IRS office and have a face-to-face conversation to get this straightened out.
I plan to do that the same day I go to DMV to get the truck registered.
Yes, I'm a "rip the bandage off" kind of guy.

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