The Day is unfolding.

Click and Clack the tappet brothers got up early to get the turbine going at the power plant. Jeff left really early.  Corey left about six.  After two months the basement millwrights just about got the turbine put back together. Hopefully everything goes well and 450 megawatts will soon be available to run the slot machines at the Indian casinos.  There will be plenty of power to light up every parking lot all night long.

Meanwhile the day will come together for Kadizzle and The Commander.  Kadizzle got up at 5:30 and had a couple cups of coffee.  Around 6:30 The Commander called from the bedroom on her cell phone to order coffee.  After delivering the coffee Kadizzle jumped in the shower and cooked the arthritis in his lower back. It always feels so good.  In the background NPR and some nice music plays on the new Sonos speaker. Oh, what a joy.

Today's plan is to go to the lake and charge everything on the good ship. The Commander asked what was to be charged.   Well, there is the little 12 volt battery that will run the cell phones.  There is the new big 12 volt battery that will run the sump pump.  Then there is the spotlight, the handheld VHF, the extra double AA battery charger, the Ipod, and on it goes.  While Kadizzle is at the lake enjoying peace and solitude, The Commander said she is going to weed the garden.  The garden looks mighty good. Everything is up and it will not be long for them little taters are in the stew.

Yesterday locators showed up.  What in  the hell are locators?  Locators are the guys who find cables underground.  Midco is going to put a new line in the house, so the locators came.  The second locator got in a BS session with Kadizzle.  He seems to have the good life figured out.  At fifty he has his kids out of the house, and he only works in the summer.  In the winter he enjoys life.  Kadizzle though maybe he should be a locator.  As the conversation progressed Kadizzle became aware the locator built a makeshift iceboat.  Locater did not know a lot about sailing, but said he had his iceboat up to almost fifty miles an hour.  Kadizzle has always wanted to build and sail and ice boat.  So Kadizzle and locator went down to the basement and Kadizzle dug out a huge headsail that had a small rip.  We spread it out in the backyard.  When locator saw how big it was his eyes about popped out.  Kadizzle gave the sail to locater and told him to cut out what he needed for the ice boat.  Now we have to find locator a mast made of aluminum. Boing, Kadizzle just got a brain storm.  Chuck has a little sailboat  up at the lake he does not use.  We could turn it into a ice boat.  If Chuck comes to the meeting at the Crazy Club this morning we can discuss it. The wheels are turning. This could be do da.

OK, The Commander is up and jumping around like a Mexican bean.  Shouting out orders, commands, and comments the day is now in third gear.  So here we go, fasten your seat belt the day has started. The Commander is threatening to ride her bike to the lake.