The Ark

Quoting waterskiman:

yea... but but but beer

how you doing mate

All is good here..just listing to your tunes..thinking I need to go to bed...LOL

Quoting pottery:

Hmmmm....
Yes, I have been remiss in my consideration as to 'what would happen' should I ever reach List's End.

I will cogitate on the matter, and seek some answers to this scary question.
It's highly hypothetical, of course.
One can never reach List's End, while one is living with the List's Scribe.

I await Snakeymon's comment on this conundrum.

Hope you are enjoying the rum of the evening.
Mine was particularly sippable....

Waste no more time cogitating on the conundrum my friend, you already had the answer within your very own comment. They, the wonderful but strange species that we married, live for their "lists". Somehow they "feel" that unless "they" give us directions we will wander off beyond their reach and not return until dinner time. Hmmmm, not a bad idea, what?

Todays mission is to go to Lowes and secure brackets and curtain rods to hold the new window treatments that she has been secretly creating and sewing in her Quilting/Sewing Room upstairs to go on the windows around the house. We have many windows.

Hmmmm, I have to leave the house and drive my car to Lowes. The road that Lowes is on takes me to the I-475 bypass which goes south to the road that the Harley-Davidson shop and the gun shop is on. :)

I mean have you ever seen the window treatment and hardware section at Lowes? There are thousands and thousands of different things to pick from. Why, it
could take hours just to see them all. Hours I tell you. :)

Quoting RobDaHood:
Just a thought, but something tells me that someone is soon, not only going to have a list, but also a timetable.

HAHAHAHAHAHA

Yes indeed!
Of course, a man with his acumen and aplomb will probably stop off and get a nice box of choccies or something, saying "took me HOURS to find the right ones".

That's wot I would do, anyway.
They don't believe it of course, because of the carton of nice new gadgets you are carrying in the other hand. But it's the thought that counts, or something.

Building a new step to the studio.
Complaints are coming in, about my "temporary" ones......
The List gets longer.

I LOVE the idea of a retreat called "List's End".
I will work toward this with renewed vigour!

I'm thinkin' that schooner or later we all come to List's End.

I'm not sure if that's the good part or the bad part.

It's good, because finally you get to lay down your cares and troubles. No worries, mate.

It's bad, because some newbie ends up trying to shoulder your troubles and deal with your cares, and there's a good chance he's going to screw everything up before he gets it right... if he ever does.

I'm still trying to figure out who ordered the cell phone.

If you carry a cell phone, you are reachable 24/7. One of the principal benefits of the original wired phone design is that you could walk away from the dang thing. You could go fishin', and there were no phones on the boat.

I had a long cord on my phone, so I used to put it in the refrigerator. When the phone rang, the fridge served as a dandy 30 dB sound attenuator. I could sleep right through, no problem.

Seems DIL passed the check ride in the sim. So that means that the grands are both able to come over with the parents. Will try to do some camping with No 1 and The Whirling Dervish in the back yard.

Yeah! Wot they said! About the phones and stuff.
I have one you know.
But they are so small, I can NEVER find it.
And by the time I do, it's battery is dead as a doorstop.
And I can NEVER find the charger either.
Like Hood says, e-mail me and I'll see it in a while.
If there is an emergency, try to get my wife, she will know where I am.
Oh, and by the way, the land-line has been dead for months....

It's just fine!

Quoting RobDaHood:
LOL

Very good Pottery.
I shall redouble my efforts to find a suitable schooner to engage in the search for the place.

A Schooner is nice and slow. Take your time....
Don't see them around here at all anymore.
Used to love to go to Grenada and Bequai and watch them being built on the beach. I guess they don't do that anymore.

Quoting RobDaHood:
Had to shut down for a couple hours due to torrential downpours and excessive cloud to ground electrical activity.

The rum is my usual everyday USVI variety.
It's working it's magic after a long day, making me rather sleepy.

List's End.

Sounds like a good name for a tropical hideout.

List's End ????

When you reach it, that's what you name your boat.

:)

I see you guys have been busy.

Tried to read back a few pages, but my eyes started to cross.

I'll check back later.

I need a nap :)

The problem with "their" lists is they seem to change the priority in a moments notice. Today I was going to prune the six wax turtles .... wait a minute, thats myrtles, not turtles, and of course to do that I have to have an empty dump trailer to load all the clippings into so I emptied the two bags of brown mulch that was in there to spread on some bare areas in the landscape areas caused by the lanscape company moving the stuff around when they installed the drip irrigation hoses and since I had already dumped the bags into the trailer I had to take a large black garbage bag and put the mulch into that and take up space in the garage. Just as I was going to go whack the myrtles this morning SugarBear said the mulch really has a higher priority than the myrtles.

So I took the 100' extension cord, the hedge clippers, the large limb lopper, the small limb lopper, the large rake, the small rake, and the hand saw that I had just loaded into the dump wagon prior to opening the garage door to go do the myrtles and put them all back in their respective places and then dumped the brown mulch back into the dump wagon and loaded the large shovel, the small shovel, and the small rake back into the dump wagon.

Then I came in the house to refresh my coffee and say hi to you guys.

I am now going back out to do the brown mulch unless of course the priorities have changed.

I will let you know. :)

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I feel your pain. I really do.
Chin up, my friend.
Your Rewards will be Many and Varied.
Like warts. No, that's not right, but, er, um, keep smiling !

Quoting RobDaHood:
Wow...after 4 already!

Thinking penne pasta with shrimp and veggies in alfredo sauce for dinner.

Yes, that sounds just right.....
Shall I bring my own rum ?

hey some one say rum?

well was just walking past your blog and..well ok i admit it i was eves dropping

take care

G'day Arkers,

Now I know Rob is a bit of space nut, no really, things to do with space. I found this early but waited until you lot were out of bed, not that it matters on the blog. I usually just send it to him but I reckon you lot will get a kick out of it.

Now click on the first video. That is my prezzy to you all today :)



Link

Hey Aubie,

Dang I didn't know if anyone clicked on my tunes, I know Rob does from time to time even my freaky songs LOL

Click pop fizz slurp :0

Got some beer together some sodas and headed for the lobby fields. Got 3, a couple were so close I could spit. Someone has littered the area with big 8inch pipes last year, some are like 6ft long.

With two of us, we can get them out. I am on one end with the net, the other poking them out with a boat hook LOL.

Since I was on my own. I took this dive bag out that has metal on one end and opens up, I could fit it over the end of the pipe, leave it there with no gaps and then poke the little buggers out with the boat hook and they were caught, bloody brilliant. Get the big one out and let the smallys go.

Hi ya Todd

Rum Rum Rum, chill it if you shoot it.

don't do the hot vodka thing like I did, twice I might add, face palm.

hang on got vodka and ice right now. NOPE, and double nope, Nice cold Dos Equis

Quoting RobDaHood:
XX?
thought you were a Fosters girl?

Angie just got home. Time to finish cooking.

Thanks for the Rover link. Cool stuff!

Some how I got into the Mexican amber, Negra Mondela is better but not on sale right now. Don't worry when the green Fosters oil cans go on sale I am all over it

Quoting RobDaHood:
Tell you what Pottery, if you can make it by 8 pm I'll provide the rum!<br>
How was your day?
Make any progress on the list, or did yours get shuffled as well?

Bah !
I missed the boat, man !
A real shame that, as your dinner sounded real sweet compared to my Omelette. (is that really how you spell omlet ??)

Anyway, mi List was indeed Revised, in the middle of putting up a water tank and stuff, because it turns out that Steps are more Important.
Well, I've done the steps, and managed to get some conc. placed to balance the tank-stand on, which WAS to have happened tomorrow.

However, unfortunately, the heap of dirt (now an evil mass of gooey mud) is in The Way of something, and MUST be relocated in the morning, down a flight of garden steps, to a 'low spot'.

This will make Everyone very happy.
Except me!
This dirt here is in fact clay. When it gets wet, it turns to glue.
It sticks to the shovel, your boots, the barrow, and your soul.
And it weighs 100 lbs /cu.in... approximately, of course.
It has the wonderful ability to make you remember words that you have not used in years. Like "if I don't get a massage after this, I'm going to bite you on the leg!"

Come to think of it, where's that shovel? I could make a start right now ! It's only 9 o'clock.....

Quoting RobDaHood:
Missed you Pottery. Angie said it was excellent.
I believe it is spelled Omelet?

Okay...it's clay, which is what we use to make ceramic objects...right?

Why move it down hill. Tell her to get busy making chickens and mosaics and such!

:o)

Not this stuff.
It's dread!
20% shrinkage for one thing.
You can break a leg around here in the dry season, with 3" cracks in the ground all over.
Known locally as "Sapate" with the emphasis on the last 'e'.

Have a great evening, and be careful of the nibbling.....

:):))