02/01/10

So here I am again, dragging myself through the slime of writer's block.

I hate these times when nothing will come, I just sit here staring at the screen. I walk around doing the normal stuff of my life, I work I play I relax and a hundred times in the day I think of something neat to write, but nothing will stay in my head long enough to get it down.

For want of anything better to write, I'll just hammer down some images of what's happening. Some written snapshots if you will.

The days are slowly getting longer. I can see the sky glowing a little earlier, and the daylight stays just a touch longer in the evening.

My chickens are pissing me off. I have 15 laying hens that i keep for a hobby of sorts, and for eggs. I sell the eggs and they pretty much pay for the chicken feed. It's a pointless circle really, I make no money from them, but I was raised with livestock and O guess my life never seems complete without some live things kept for some kind of food. Don't kid yourself, eggs layed by chickens allowed to scratch at the dirt and eat bugs are as different from store-bought commercial eggs as night is from day. Why are my chickens pissing me off?? well I have one I call "Mrs Stupid" who never does anything that could be considered reasonable for a chicken. She likes to stay outside at night when all the other chickens are safely inside the chicken coop. Why is this a prolem? because there is a pretty healthy population of raccoons and coyotes where I live, and they like nothing better than to find a nice tasty chicken outside at night. Every night now, I'm forced to go and chase her inside when I go to collect the eggs at night. Sometimes I'm tempted to just let her stay out all night and get eaten, that would solve the problem.

I'm sick of diarrhea remedy commercials on TV. I'm sorry, but some things don't need to be waved in your face. Who's with me on this?? let's march on Ottawa and demand change. (For all you international readers, Ottawa is the Capitol city of Canada)

I made some really good curried chicken tonight on Basmati rice. Sometimes things just come together all in the right place at the right time. I'm pleasantly stuffed right now, and I may go get the leftovers before bed.

I haven't welded steel in a looong time. I would like to smell the flux burning again and watch the arc dance along as I work the rod and make new steel. I like to weld, but I'm no good at it. Like so many of the things I really enjoy, I can do them, but not really well. Funny how that works. Ah well, we all have to have retirement plans. Maybe when I'm retired I'll get good at some of that stuff.

Viagra commercials piss me off almost as much as diarrhea remedy commercials.I mean really  folks.
 

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