The humming birds were humming like the little guy to the right, the occasional piercing pain of sinuses acting up from a ton of mowing and such.
And for those wondering, the June bugs were starting to decline in number down at the hangar where our old airplane is still being held hostage by paperwork with the FAA.
Several people wanted to know, however, if putting down $30+ worth of peppermint oil would actually repel the June bugs.
The only way to get rid of June Bugs seems to be a) blowing them out with the leaf blower. And b) making sure next year to get the outside security light at the hangar turned off the first of March so they won’t be attracted to the light source.
More than anything, light is what drives the JB’s so a string of white LEDs will be installed in the grass next year, as well. But, in the meantime, care to guess which summertime bit of furniture I’ve got my eyes on?
Meantime, I’m trying to figure out what the bird was I heard Saturday while burning a pile of leaves and pine needles in the front yard. It sounded so much like water in a brook that I actually turned around to look at the deer watering pond to see what it was.
Nothing there (of course) but I’ve spent a lot of time on the property and this was the first one that I heard which was a got-cha.
Here We Are – Come Save Us
Despite the yard work this weekend, I can hardly wait for the next round of “Californicated” to go viral.
We’ve been covering their drought mess for a long time – and I was just reading how California is throwing money at the drought by (among other things) paying businesses $3 bucks a square foot to put in drought tolerant plants.
Let me help you run some numbers: Let’s pretend (IRS insists we do) that all of Ure’s little enterprises constitute a business. And let’s also remember 43,560 square feet per acre and we sit out here in the woods on 28.8 of them.
If I could get someone to pay be $3 a square foot, even after backing out the house and shop/off buildings, we’d still be able to sop up $3.6 million dollars.
Hell, with that kind of ROI we would move somewhere else.
Please, California, talk to Texas about this genius-level idea! Come Save Us!
(The fact that even a third-grader knows that as soon as you strip off all the green, you lose vertical air movement, and you’ve built yourself a dandy new heat island – and that’s how the Sahara works. But don’t think common sense…this is California’s version of burning down the rain forest, except they’re doing it with taxpayer money, as well… And then to be able to cry poor on top of that, OMG these people are what?)
Dumb, Dumber, and Jerry Brown followers.
Our forecast of drought migration is still on the table. California is the New Dust Bowl – something that should become apparent in the 2016-2017 timeframe. Just like the last Depression Dust Bowl.
The real first arrival of displacement didn’t become obvious until summer of 1930, but after that it was all down hill for three waves of depressing dust.
If California gets a respite, don’t go bidding up prices, too far: These things come in macro waves and doubling down after the first wave would be a fool’s errand.
Still, the Golden Brown state is full enough of fools, so ya’ll have fun.
WoWW: The “Dead Cat Dream”
World of Woo-Woo time: I’ve told you before about little snips of the future that get wrapped up into my dreams. Sometimes, the snips of dreams have Big Messages in them – like the January dream about the big earthquake in April (check Nepal).
Other times, they hold contest that’s of a warning nature. Like the dream about road closure due to a fatal accident, traffic being re-routed, and orange cones for lane closures – hours before it actually happened.
Fast forward to Friday night/Saturday morning. Awoke at 2:18 AM with a terrible dream about our cat Zeus. Had a strong mental picture of a piece of “equipment” falling on him and killing him.
Got up at the usual time, fed the cat (who was just fine) and thought “Stupid George: See the cat was fine…”
Then, just a few hours later, about 9 AM, I headed to the hangar and as I was approaching the turn onto the Farm to Market road we live off,, here was a freshly dead young cat.
Siamese, and quite remarkably, this was the same cat Elaine and I had considered (however briefly) pulling over the car to rescue a week earlier when we had gone into town for lunch. We discussed at the time how it had the look of a feral cat (there were now homes around and it looked like another “dumper” – which is what city folks do when they are irresponsible pet owners.
Felt kinda bummed out about it..and it didn’t take but a few minutes to recall the conversation with Elaine and wonder about the dream less than 8-hours earlier. Dead cat – and now this – a real genuine dead cat.
Ever since then, I have been asking myself how to score this one. The number of dreams in which a cat had died (and this is over 66+ years, mind you) is exactly zero.
And to discover a cat we didn’t rescue, dead, immediately thereafter; well is that coincidence or something else?
By the way, I don’t remember if I share this update with you about the lady who had the disappearing gun night-vision scope problem…from a gun safe?
….hahahahaha..(manic laughter)-my husband , who found his mysterious, long lost night- vision scope last week, just came out on the back porch (l am sitting here , storm spotting) to show me the latest “gift-from-the-gun-safe”……a HUGE military-type knife/machete – serrated carbon steel, and a nice heavy sheath !!?? …..never saw it before, and it’s kind of hard to miss!! So what is the effing message here? : “DANGER, Will Robinson” ? or….” you may need this defensive stuff soon”? or… “come on thru, guys-we showed you the damn portal already”?… or “pay attention because TSIATHTF” ?? (… …. is ABOUT to hit the fan)….we think maybe it’s answer #5: ALL OF THE ABOVE . … oh well, if the twisters and basketball- size hail stones don’t get us tonight, we’ll consider a visit to the vortex- …maybe…
This came in a couple of days before the Nepal quake…and wherever these people are, there must be some kind of a “portal” on their wall.
Either that, or the hubby has come up with a fine way to keep his wife from going through credit card receipts while he loads up on self-defense tools.
The Tweaker & Twidler
You may notice that the margins of the UrbanSurvival site are lighter colored this morning that they have been in the past. Thought it made reading just a bit easier with less contrast on the sides.
Comments are welcome.
I’m going to start looking for an alternative heading for the website – which means a new graphic look.
My friend (and cool graphics dude Chris Tyreman of www.thechronicleproject.org came up with the one below.
I think it looks really cool, BUT the problem is the heavy emphasis on the eye goes off on a “50 Shades of Money” kind of thing.
Your comments are welcome – Several people have suggested we go back to our old blue logo, as well….
Just another thing to keep Mr. Tweaker-Twidler busy.
The FinViz website which we check every so-often for stock futures and such, had changed up it’s chart presentations panel over here.
Maybe it’s just something in the air. Instead of spring housekeeping, maybe it’s spring web tweaking.
See Sunday’s update for a couple of other Coping type items…
Write when you break-even,