Fruit of the Loom is advertising their "breathable underwear." If I was my underwear I'd hold my breath.
As a regular reminder that I am old and not cool I continue to read headlines about some celebrity posting wedding pics, or going to the Bahamas, or having a baby...and I have NO idea who that person is.
And for whatever it says about her, Pam can always tell me.
News has it that Tim LaHaye died. They got from the mortuary to the church for the memorial service and realized the hearse had... ... ....
(go ahead, you've got it)
The IOC is a joke. Not only did they wuss out on banning Russian athletes but they banned Yuliya Stepanova, a Russian track athlete who now lives in the U.S. and is one of three whistleblowers who are the reason this whole thing came to light. She and her husband live in an undisclosed location because of fear of Russian retribution. Even WADA, the world anti-doping agency, says she's a model of what we want in clean athletes, is an example to the world, and the IOC has screwed up big time. (OK, that's not the words one of their members used to describe the IOC's actions but I shouldn't use that kind of language.
Some days, like today, when I'm working outside in the 83-degree warm sun or going for a run at 3:30 in the afternoon, I think about people who live in AZ where they're well into the triple digits and wonder why everybody doesn't move to the PNW. Of course that would ruin what we've got here so I don't really want them coming, but I wonder.
If our kids moved up, well, that would be OK.
I've coined a new word, a passive verb. To get Cruzed. As in, this morning Debbie Wasserman Shultz got Cruzed off the stage at a Florida delegates' meeting. It's a rare event, yet we've seen it twice in two weeks. I can't remember seeing it before Ted. I thought, "I'm glad I never got Cruzed during one of my sermons."
My base route is 1.5 miles out to the stop sign and back, 80% of it hills. Today I did it for time and knocked 25 seconds off my PR. I was planning on going to the track but it was late in the afternoon before I was ready and I didn't want to drive down there.
Is it possible to be lazy about your run?
I called Charles, the timber guy and left a message asking for an ETA on the next step. Hope to hear back soon. I'm eager to get this done.
I gave up on the peanut butter and baited the mouse trap with cheese.
SCORE.
We'll see if Mouse #1 has an equally clumsy buddy.
Re. goats, if we do raise weathers, and if I do my own butchering, should I tan the hides? I've done some reading on that, too, and it doesn't look too tricky.
We'll have wethers, AKA goats formerly known as bucks. As they mature bucks can get a nasty attitude, just like bulls in cattle, and their musk stinks. Wethers put on good meat weight w/o any of those problems.
But I did read that if you're butchering bucks you can fill their equipment bag with salt until it's cured and have a nice change purse or....
Our friend Joe in Prunedale used to hunt wild boar up in the hills. You've got to be half crazy to do that 'cause wild boars are as mean as they come and the manly method for hunting them is nothing more than a pistol. The real dudes use a knife, but most of them have some pretty serious scars from boar tusks.
Joe would tan the sac and give it as a Christmas gift to his buddies - "a leather gear shift cover for your truck" - and not tell them for a few months where that leather came from.
Sometime I'll tell you what he did to me as I was preaching.
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