Monday, July 15, 2019

Calm

Old Kadizzle got up with his new old body.  Moving the lumbering beast out of bed one realizes the balance is not what it used to be.  It is 5:30 A. M. and the thought of coffee is enticing.  This time of day is remarkably peaceful.  Just the quiet hum of the refrigerator, the sun struggling to get airborne.

Gradually the traffic noise will increase.  The simple dingers with loud vehichles will wake up and pollute the air with their advertisement they are idiots.  Trumpster will wake up and tell everyone to go back to their own country.  He better hope the Indians don't enforce his rule.

So this is about the first time in 35 years Kadizzle is not on the week long cruise.  The spell checker must be asleep.  I spelled week, and it says I spelled it wrong.  The google says I am right.  Back to the sail.  Every year about ten boats head down the lake for a week.  So by now they should be at least past Indian hills.

Waking up on the lake is peaceful.  Each sailor pops out of their hatch like a prairie dog in the morning. Some of the prairie dogs take longer than others.  The amount of drink the nigh before may have something to do with it.

Unfortunately the house did not finish painting itself last night.  The odds are poor Kadizzle will grab a paint brush and advance the line of new paint around the house.  Omar is over in Europe somewhere trying to undo the harm Trump has done.  Omar is surely showing the Europeans all Americans are not idiots. Of course we do send a lot of idiots abroad.  We have a special plane and a special idiot we demo worldwide.

Kadizzle spread all his free fertilizer on the yard and guess what happened?  Yup, the damn grass grew.  Now one more task.  Somehow it seems insane. Get the fertilizer with nitrogen.  Put it on the yard, cut the yard, haul the nitrogen to the dump, then get some more nitrogen to put on the grass.

This reminds Kadizzle of an old girlfriend that lived with some horses.  Her family had a horse manure business. They put hay in the front of the horse and sold the manure that came out the back.  It was very labor intensive because you had to care so much for the manure machines, but it gave them all something to do.

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