Jury duty

So I arrive on time. There is coffee. The waiting begins.
I start the day bored.
I brought a notebook to make some lists.
Instead I draw a man. For some reason the man then becomes a robot, who the pops a spring.

I draw squares and add sound effects.

I start on a new robot.

Not my best work. Perspective is off and I'm not sure how to attach the arms or head.

I was going to have him playing a trombone but didn't leave room when drawing his clockwork mechanism. 

Then I started thinking about the song "Johnny 99" and was contemplating starting in on a new robot in the context of jury duty.

Then the judge shows up and says the defendant has wandered off and we can go home.

Back to work...

Here is Johnny 99 anyway...

Goats attack house

Tin cans and blackberry leaves could not contain two goats who went on a rampage after discovering their favorite junk pile had been given to the scrap metal guy.

The two goats, named Percy and Annabeth, took out their frustrations by destroying a small house.

Small house is shown as in perfectly habitable and easily restorable condition. As you can seed the goats have yet to find the forklift which may have been used in the destruction of the house.

"What if Uncle Alfred's descendants return to claim his bed and oil stove?" asked the nude new Proprietor of a local farm store who we will refer to as "R."
"Fortunately we have saved lots of other good stuff," said Budd E. Shepherd who we shall refer to as "BS"
One neighbor has suffered a severe crisis of faith after seeing a scrap trailer at the farm. "Could it be that heck has really frozen over?" said that neighbor who will only be identified as "BS2."
Another neighbor also noted that pigs had been flying out of his bottom but was not sure if that was due to eating at a local eatery.
The goats have been voraciously consuming blackberries in an attempt to find hidden piles of tin cans and old tractor parts.

Percy is shown in an obvious effort to hotwire forklift

"There is nothing like a vintage tractor steering wheel for a mid afternoon snack," said Percy while head butting another board off of the former home of Uncle Alfred.
"I prefer the more delicate flavor of IH truck fenders," said Annabeth.
"Actually they just said, "Baaa, Baa, snort, snort," I assume that is what they are saying," said Hero of American youth and Blog editor BS-1.

Alfred's house after Goat Attack

Egg man attacked by Walrus

It was a Humpty-Dumpty moment for local Chicken Entrepreneur, Joshua S.
"I thought the sky was falling for a second," said Josh.
An obviously angry Walrus brutally attacked the Eggman Van last week as the Eggmobile careened down important public highways, bringing free range and GMO free eggs to the hungry and ironic masses in Stupidtown, OR. (Portland)
"It has somewhat left me with egg on my face," he said.
The Intrepid hero of thirtyish flannel wearing health conscious youngsters says this is just a minor setback on the path to his goal to be king of his own free-range chicken empire sooner than later.
"If Colonel Sanders would have stopped with his first bowl of beef gravy then all we would have is heat lamp chicken," said Josh.
"Well, actually josh didn't say that and it doesn't make sense anyway. I just toss out random quotes and attribute them to whomever I wish," said blog editor, Budd E. Shepherd.
"Great job Budd E." said President Obama, "And remember, if you let yourself down, you let your country down."
"learning, learning, always learning," exclaimed Benny Hill.
"I know nothing,' exclaimed Sergeant Schultz.
"But, I digress," exclaimed Budd E. Shepherd.
The egg van has not been reduced to custard says Joshua who is already embarked on the restoration project. With the help of the kings horses and men.
"I do feel like I'm walking on egg shells," he added.

The ramp is completed

For those of you waiting with nervous anticipation as to if I met the 10 a.m. deadline for construction of a handicapped access ramp for my house...

It was more like 11:55 and it ain't up to ADA code. But I did it for practically no out of pocket expense.

The 4"x6" beams were from someone who owed me for hay five years ago. The decking was part of a trade I made 14 years ago but there was a question of ownership and I didn't want to argue with anyone so I left it where it was. It was in a shed and so is in good condition. I called the current renter and he said if it was still there then no one was ever going to claim it and as far as he was concerned it was mine. 

There was enough to do a 20 foot truck bed but intending to re-deck a truck is not the same as doing it. I think the ramp was a better use for it than setting in a shed for another ten years.

(My lovely and gracious wife is in charge of railings.)

In other news....

I was able to hit 102 decibels with the forklift. I am somewhat proud of myself. I suppose this explains my choices in music...

And, sometimes I think loading hay is a two person job. I have to climb to the top of the stack for two bales and then I have to get back down again. Getting back down again is more difficult than getting on top of the stack to begin with.

And, I've made a total of $17 from Google adsense.

The things I do for...?

Yesterday I downloaded a decibel meter app.

Forklift is the subject of measurement. 371 Detroit.

We are cleaning out Alfred's house. His bed is in pretty bad shape.

At 1:30 pm I found out wife's sister needs to stay with us as there are problems from her knee surgery. I need to build a wheelchair ramp by 10 am today.

2:45 pm

9:30 pm

And I'm getting around this morning. Just one more cup of coffee.

I had traded for enough wood that so far I only had to buy deck screws.

What 21 bucks got me at my formerly favorite burger spot

Posting with an iPhone is not the best. The blogger iPhone app is pretty limited. Typing with your thumb is not for the ham fisted. However, the non-user-replaceable battery in my MacBook is dying and I need the correct screw driver to remove the back and it is just another thing I don't get done. (I of course already tried using my pocket knife...)
We had movies to return to RedBox and my wife was taking care of her elderly person. So, Lulu and I stopped the Sunday afternoon PBS marathon, parked the Lego train, put the battery powered RC helicopter on the charger, (so the cat could recover) and we went in to town.
I was just a touch on edge after managing to dump almost the whole pressure cooker of chicken soup stock down the drain whist attempting to fill a tupperware container.  Fearing the disapproval of my wife I considered actually buying a can of chicken broth at the store and not admitting I ruined her Sunday afternoon efforts. After some consideration with Lulu it was determined that Dad does occasionally screw up multiple things in the kitchen and that it is just best to admit one's stupidity.
We were going to have Chinese food but the prospect of grease, bland sauce, and msg resulted in a new plan.
We went to Alf's. Everybody loves Alf's. They have a monkey in a large cage.
Prices have gone up a little.
Lulu says it is because I don't get out much...

Fries $ 2.60, milkshake $4,  burger $5.
Spending time with my daughter priceless, well actually $21.50 plus gas.

A $4 milkshake

At least that monkey in the cage was wearing pants, although I may have enjoyed it more if he was not... My daughter might have enjoyed it more if I would not have gone off on my feelings about Lloyd George and Woodrow Wilson. (Dounton Abbey season returns to the usa)

Randomness

The lazy farmer ink blot test?

A truck

A hanicapped parking spot at aGoodwill store... Next to a porn shoppe

When I thought I was cooler than I was, 

When I was optimistic