Neanderpundit

I was sitting here last night working on my holster (I’m trying my hand at holster making- I used to be a decent hand at leatherwork, and there’s no reason I can’t make a tolerable holster) and I saw two coons eating my fucking tomatoes!!

I pumped up the Sheridan and cautiously opened the window, but the larger of the two ran down to the pond and was gone. The smaller took off up a small tree, which was too far from any other tree to jump. So I waited- only a few minutes, he realized his mistake very quickly- and on his way down I sent him to Allah.

Little beggars.

I got no issue with raccoons but I’m damned if I’m gonna cultivate a garden so THEY can have fresh tomatoes.

But here’s a site with lewd limericks.

Sample:
An architect fellow named Yoric
Could, when feeling euphoric,
Display for selection
Three kinds of erection:
Corinthian, Ionic, and Doric.

but I’d like to shake his hand. And then, perhaps, pop him in the head one.

The good news is that the curtains and the liners both have the same number of hooks so the eyelets match up. The bad news is, some assembly required. Thank god I don’t have to do this once a day.

Drove the Cushman under it’s own power for the first time today. Trans works fine, clutch good, engine could use a tuneup but first it needs to move around reliably.

Oh, and stop. Stopping would be nice, inasmuch as I have a backyard much like a cliff. Needs a master cylinder before I do that, though.
Forty bucks I don’t have.