TSCLT 7.0: Hemis, Harleys, Hooters-n-Harridans

It's always Touron Season. They are hard to hit when they are doing nonsense like whitewater rafting and snow skiing. You have to wait until they get stoned and start hugging the trees.
 
Same out here. When I first started hunting out here along with your hunting license ($8) you got a deer, bear, and turkey tag. those days are LONG gone. Virtually everything is on a 'draw' now. There are areas of the state where mountain lion and bear are becoming problems but the state keeps the quotas done so they can collect the fees. Of course that extra cash is being eaten up by the trapping and relocation of the problem animals and just shooting them if they keep coming back. The whole system has become more like a warden full employment program.
 
*chuckle*



With the river flooded, we have not been flooded by riverboat tourists.

They even closed the bridge to Illinois, a good first step. ;) ;)
 
Same out here. When I first started hunting out here along with your hunting license ($8) you got a deer, bear, and turkey tag. those days are LONG gone. Virtually everything is on a 'draw' now. There are areas of the state where mountain lion and bear are becoming problems but the state keeps the quotas done so they can collect the fees. Of course that extra cash is being eaten up by the trapping and relocation of the problem animals and just shooting them if they keep coming back. The whole system has become more like a warden full employment program.

Here, you get a basic hunting license. Then a "stamp" for each kind of game you want to hunt. The license is about $50 and each stamp is about $10.

We have four deer seasons - bow, muzzle loader, rifle/shotgun, then another bow season. You can get a buck and a doe (separate stamps) in each season. It could easily cost more per pound then just buying half a beef.

Bear season is done on a lottery with half the tags being reserved for local residents. Once all the tags are filled, the season is over.

Fishing is the same thing. A basic license then a multitude of stamps.

It's a scam, but what are ya gonna do? Get caught with something you didn't pay tribute for and they take your gun and your truck. Get caught with a bear and you go to jail.
 
Here, you get a basic hunting license. Then a "stamp" for each kind of game you want to hunt. The license is about $50 and each stamp is about $10.

We have four deer seasons - bow, muzzle loader, rifle/shotgun, then another bow season. You can get a buck and a doe (separate stamps) in each season. It could easily cost more per pound then just buying half a beef.

Bear season is done on a lottery with half the tags being reserved for local residents. Once all the tags are filled, the season is over.

Fishing is the same thing. A basic license then a multitude of stamps.

It's a scam, but what are ya gonna do? Get caught with something you didn't pay tribute for and they take your gun and your truck. Get caught with a bear and you go to jail.

All big game is on the lottery system here. The basic license is till cheap but about all you're going to hunt is birds. Approx. 2/3's of all draws are reserved for residents. Fishing is a separate license but is reasonable, like $9 for residents. The Upper San Juan requires a special stamp, but those waters have become a world wide attraction.

They have closed some large areas (in one case 460,000 acres) off to hunting. The Deer and Elk are dying of starvation now. Between over browsing and flat outliving their teeth it makes for an ugly picture.
 
I probably haven't managed my weasel herd on the jobsite property, because it sure has gotten thinned out. But the work itself seems to have plenty to eat and very few natural predators.


The plumber finally arrived today, and they fixed one crawl space - so says TURR-uh. He says the rest were all leaking condensate drains and that he's already fixed all of them. Hmmm, maybe.


I wonder how he accounts for the lake at one end of the crawl space. I know this, if I go back in there - next week - and there's still water, I hope that Allah squeezes out a giant dump on that trifling bastard's head and then sets it alight. I'm so over his dumb ass.


But I got a few days off in between, so fuck all this fucking shit. I hope I didn't offend any pussies ( like the ones that Jesus hates.). :rolleyes:


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Can the plumber convince the inspector it's condensate? <shrug>

At least you get to get out of there for a few days.
 
TURR-uh can't convince me it's condensate.


I'll find out next week.


Sure would be nice if I could sleep tonight.


:rolleyes:


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Happy Tuesday!!! Praises to Allah on getting the fuck outta here today.


Shit's as good as it's gonna get. No guilt felt.


Gotta start packing up and loading here in a little while.


But first, coffee. Wat's Priorities are in order . . . .


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While you're enjoying your coffee here's something to read. It falls under the heading of "You Never Know Where Conversations About the Weather May Lead." As the names of regular contributors to this thread came up it was decided to 'share' with you folks.

I didn't even get a garden in this year. May and June were just too wet to work the ground. Unless I had tried to make a rice paddy....

Missed an opportunity there did ya?
Frog farm?

Already have the frog farm out in the pasture. No kidding, I could start a frog leg and turtle soup restaurant and supply it with the frogs and mud turtles out there. Rice woulda made a nice side...I should have went for it.

Turtles are hard to clean. Pricing has to take that into consideration.

I planned on you doing the business plan for me. That will include pricing. I will pay you in turtles

Cleaned and dressed of course.

Sure, if you want to miss all the fun...

I'll watch and applaud.

I knew I could count on you!

*chuckle* They gonna pave the road to the diner?

What?! and ruin the ambience?

OK, ya got me on that one. Makes it an exclusive eatery. Higher prices.

It'll be EPIC!

Legendary!!!! they'll erect a historic monument.

Now we have to come up with a name and a theme for the uniform...

I got the name, "Feeling Froggy."
You come up with the uniform, unless you want Wat to handle that one.

That is the scariest, most tempting thing I've ever heard/read!

It would make for an interesting experience.

Just thinking about it; knowing YOU would have covert input, and add SC's offhand remarks...Lawd, but it would be a laugh riot.

Good food, no boredom. Food, comedy, and tits. Guess who'd be in charge of tits?

Endrura?

Better give her a 'heads up' on that.
We should have copied them on this conversation.

I had that thought too.
Not about the heads up, about copying them to the convo

I'll see what I can do about putting that together tomorrow.
Nothing here that can't continue on the open board once everyone is up to speed is there?

I don't see why not.
It might even loosen up a couple of stuffed shirt lurkers...oh my I typed that right out loud... didn't I?
 
Is this why we don't get as much done around here as we had intended??? ;)


No matter, there is healing in not taking one's self too damned seriously.


Learning to laugh at silly shit is a quantum leap out of the muck of self-absorption.


And the occasional homicide is a great stress reliever, too.


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I found that funny! It reminded me of a Little Rascals episode before editing.
But they are right, I have nice boobs.

Maybe I just need more coffee.
Work yesterday was rough, too many 'not funny' idiots but today is a new day
and I have a new side project for a long-time client I like and it's interesting
as well.

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Today, I shall look calm.


Because I shall be mostly calm. Not clam, like I typed first. I do that all the time.


Stay clam, Allah damn you!!!


Time to finish loading and then off to spend "Quality" Time with my herd of weasels . . . .


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So I'm entering the freeway and as I round this slight sweeping curve I have no idea what I actually saw initially. I don't know if he came across several lanes and smacked into the wall in front of me or if he was just ahead of me on the Curve getting onto the freeway himself and just kiss the wall but he hit hard enough that somehow or another he took off at a 90 degree angle from where he hit across the freeway and ended up in the center.

I don't think the initial impact was all that hard but I think what happened was his error glad bag deployed and he panicked and fortunately for his little trip across the freeway there was nobody coming except me. By the time I got to the where you actually merge to the freeway rather than how he kind of went up and over the little murdered strip that in our state is called a Gore area after officer Gore who was killed in one of those... always passed him. Someone behind he and I coming down the freeway stop to check on him and I was already passed so rather than get off the freeway and make a Big Four Mile Loop to get back to where he was I've prayed he was in good hands and went on about my business.

I have the streets to myself all night I didn't see any cops except the occasional one who was protecting a construction zone. Had that post dystopian Twilight Zone I'm the only person alive feeling for a lot of the night.

I didn't get far enough away from home because they kept essentially sending me back home which was always tempting to just go take a nap and call it a night. It's always good to be far enough away from home that the journey home seems more arduous than simply continuing to work.
 
Home. Chez Wat. Cats. Fed. Loaded into the house. I'm here to wager that Precious Little gets done tomorrow. The drive home was uneventful. Both the NoVA flags were up and in the breeze, too. Wat wasn't no va - Wat was goin' good-n-plenty.


The inspection went as well as it could for a fail-on-arrival arrangement. TURR-uh was there, thankfully not walking with us. We did get gigged on a few things, but some of the shit that looked to be a major pain in the arse was passed as is. Allah be praised.


And it's the Hotel Californication, because a hall wall in one of the ADA units is too close, so the hall isn't wide enough. The PM was Royally Pissed - like we couldn't have caught this back in March when it wouldn't have hurt much. But that would have been too easy, so we have to move it. Now. Occupied. The PM told the Prezx, and he wanted to know who was overseeing this clusterfuck. Thank you, Le(a)d Guy!!!


Allahu akbar!!!!


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Munching out here. Finished the obligatory healthy salad so I can move on to the good shit.

Perusing the weekly sales flyers I notice that pork spareribs are on sale. It got me to thinking if the ribs are 'spare' does that mean the pig gets to keep the really important ones?
 
How do you move an entire wall in an occupied unit?

Does the occupant like the flavor of gypsum?
 
Either the architect didn't put it in the plans or the lead can't read plans. Either way it's one of those ADA fuck ups.
 
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