Island Of Misfits

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Planting is tough on the back......I need a break so it is off to the nursery so Mrs Pute can buy more stuff to plant. Holly crap.
You growing a vegetable farm too? Or just weed?
Farming is tough work. I'm glad I just have a tiny tent. Not much to do but stare at them a bit, scratch balls and drink some bourbon.
 
The first plane I ever flew was 25 years before the glider ride. For $3.50 the Instructor would take you up in a J-3 for the basic stuff.

That plane was horribly old. NO radio. You waggled your wings to get a green flashlight from the tower to land. The floor was wood, torn up where the pedals were. The fuel gauge was a coat hanger on a cork out front of the windshield. In order to prime the engine for start, you pumped the throttle post thingy back and forth until fuel was seen dribbling down the dashboard. <-- TINS

Two magnetos on, brakes being held by Hisself, and the guy pulled on the prop. Oh dear. It started. He jumped in and we went boompit, boompit across the grass for about forty fargin feet -- and we were in the air.

That's when I noticed the that toy teeny barrel-bolt that held the door shut had rattled loose and the door fell wide open.

So the guy asks how high are we? I guessed 1000'. We were at 300. So he cut the motor to idle, and told me to pick a place to land. I saw a hayfield and angled the paper plane over to it. Actually landed it, which I thought was cool.

I tried and tried to get "one inch of dirt over the nose and one foot of air under the wings". Very hard to do. Oh. Just remembered: There was a ribbon to tell you if you were skidding.

But then we did "Effects Of Unusual Attitudes In Flight". Dutch rolls, skids, tilt slides, stalls. Eventually, I hadda lean out the open door and call dinosaurs.

Here is something it is better you hear than experience: If you barf downwind in an airplane, a vacuum forms immediately behind your face... and you become perfectly spray-painted with grug.

When we got back and I had cleaned the outside of the airplane (and myself, somewhat) I asked him:

"Did anybody else get airsick on their first flight?"

He grinned evilly: "Every. Single. One."

That caused the hiatus...

They had stopped building the J3 by 1948 and there were still a few J4 around when I started, but most students started with the 150 around here.

I learned to fly in 8135S and 8044F and tore the nose gear off of 8135S doing a "soft field landing" in a quagmire going skydiving.
 
Just finished planting all the flowers. Veggie garden will get finished tomorrow. My back won't take anymore. Place will be looking good as soon as the flowers fill in. All that is left in the veggie garden is maters and peppers. Another year and the house will be looking like a little cottage.

Gonna take a nice long Jacuzzi and smoke a bowl. Then out to dinner.....I deserve it.

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Done for the day. Hobbs meter said an honest 4 friggin' hours in the saddle. Had close to an hour to go, but the guts said no. I'll argue with the back sometimes, but the guts win wars, so I quit. Squadron of swallows showed up about an hour in, ate a few token bugs, then bailed on me. Musta been Airforce pilots 'cause the Marines would have been there as soon as the tractor fired up. They headed back to the officer's club and I never saw 'em again.
Never seen pollen like I did today. Freaked me out at first. I thought it was fog/smoke until it dawned on me. Pine tree pollen. Massive quantities.

Got a 10:15 appointment at the Hindus place in the morning. He'll undoubtedly find blood in the urine after all that bouncing around.

Time for a shower and a bowl of bubble. Got so much pollen on me I feel crusty.
 
5 hours, I spent 5 hours defoliating 2 girl crush monsters...never again will I entertain growing another tree indoors...2-7' monsters in a 5' square tent, tops laid down and stripped of the fan leaves...that 1 tent is gonna yield over a lb. of flowers if I live long enough to fight the beasts...time for a few tokes and chill, my entire body is pissed at me for being the ***** I am...
 
5 hours, I spent 5 hours defoliating 2 girl crush monsters...never again will I entertain growing another tree indoors...2-7' monsters in a 5' square tent, tops laid down and stripped of the fan leaves...that 1 tent is gonna yield over a lb. of flowers if I live long enough to fight the beasts...time for a few tokes and chill, my entire body is pissed at me for being the ***** I am...
I let my latest grow get to tall too boo. I ended up supercropping bending and smashing everything down under a net I hopes to get some horizontal perk of the budsites. It was ugly but now it’s looking a little better but I’ve been defoliating twice a day when I check on them and am hoping I have room for stretch. I went ahead an put them in flower so they quit growing so much.
 
Naw, I noticed your two honeys. The first one blew it for me. She's a spitting image of my oldest niece when she was in her early 20s. No lie. I'm not into incest, so I kinda tuned it out.

Funny story, and as Walt would say, TINS.
I was doing a couple of jobs in the Genesee Valley mall. Come lunch time, the crew and I was sitting out in the center hall on the benches, eating and eyeballing the gals. Saw this drop dead gorgeous dirty blond little knockout walking our way. As soon as she got close enough, I had to shut the boys comments down 'cause it was my niece. I get a lot of "yeah, sure" comments 'til she walked up and said, "Hi, Uncle Hippie!"
Boys picked up their jaws and minded their manners.
 

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