Showing posts with label useless rubbish. Show all posts
Showing posts with label useless rubbish. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 8, 2025

Just Go To The Lake

 


Some of you might say Morning Prayer or "Mattins," some of you may not, and that's your call. By all means refuse to read the Old and New  Testaments, Psalms included, in a disciplined and regular way. After all, it's only the revealed Word of God. That in mind, Morning Prayer over, 1928 BCP thank you very much, it seemed right to head to the lake.


Huh

Would the fish bite? They didn't, to any great extent, though it was fun getting bumps and a ferocious little perch and, as always, good to get out to the water. Speaking of water, did any of you watch War Hegseth's address to our assorted Admirals and Generals? He didn't seem too keen on "stealth ships" like the LCS, to say nothing of being too fat to fight.


Light Rod - Big Fish = Awesome

Some of us disagree with War Hegseth. We feel there's a very good place for stealth ships, yes, as diving platforms, fishing piers and aquatic control centers in our lakes. I picture one in Lake Whitney, Texas, doing its duty, moored up in the midst of it all. Just think of the Striper fishing.


Useless Rubbish

And what a useful place to fall back to when the Dollar tanks, the rule of law breaks down and our attempt at civilization falters and breaks. Which of course it never will because that's never happened ever. Woe to you, when that hour comes as you attempt to flee the Metrosprawl. Rejoice and be glad, all you who have a maritime fortress in Bosque County. But that's in the future.

In the meanwhile we marvel at how little our lives have changed since the government shut down. Perhaps this could be permanent? Thanks.

Ad Astra,

LSP

Wednesday, December 11, 2024

Truck Update



You may remember, because utterly fascinating, that my rig shuddered and broke on the way to Dallas for Thanksgiving. Long story short, I made it to Dallas and the truck made it to Waxahachie Ford. OK, good thing Texas Farm Bureau Insurance covers a tow.

One expensive diagnosis later, I learned yesterday that cylinders 5, 6,  and 8 were losing compression and the "tech" recommended a new long block. Cost? A mere 16K. Whoa, the truck's not even worth that, so I said "no, I'll get it towed back to the Compound."

Where, let the reader understand, local mechs can drop in a new/refurbished engine at a fraction of the cost of Waxahachie Ford. Let's see how that goes. My instinct? Get the vehicle fixed, courtesy of Hill College Mech School, and then trade the beast in for a RAPTOR.



But perhaps you think a RAPTOR is inappropriate for a priest? Perhaps you have a point, though I urge you to think again. That aside, one reputable GeoStrat consultant offered this, "Buy new or, if you want, keep driving beaters. It's up to you, but if you buy new you're not inheriting someone else's problems. Think about that."

Well yes. Then again, getting a refurbished engine for around 4k and minimal labor, and then trading on makes sense to me, maybe give the rig to a Sergeant. But a new Raptor? They're beautiful, no doubt about it, and at >100k they'd better be. Huh. Instinct says get the thing fixed and buy used, but used well. Know what I mean?

Autozone,

LSP

Saturday, October 3, 2015

Obama Foreign Policy Genius


Care Barry Obama and his team of foreign policy geniuses have said that Russia's intervention in Syria will "strengthen ISIS."



How's that? You ask truculently.



By bombing them, of course.



Perhaps our airforce was too busy working on diversity quotas and trans bathrooms to do that, not that it would have helped anyway, because as everyone knows, bombing your enemy into the ground makes them stronger.

LSP