I got to take off next week Wednesday through Labor Day. It’s not that hard, just an email. But I’m hesitant to take a summer vacation for so many reasons, not the least my extreme mental confusion about everything in the era of the Trumpster. Why don’t you want more plastic or a dumpster out back?
Rode home last night and it wasn’t at all wet, 💧 but it was humid. I stopped by Hannaford and got milk, eggs, tofu, frozen veggies and grapes which were on sale. They had New Jersey peaches but I figured I’d be much better waiting to get donut peaches at Shauls on Saturday. 🍑 I was tired, I had a big dinner of lots of veggies, onions, tofus and beans, and basically collapsed into bed. 🛏️ I really haven’t been getting enough sleep lately, but everything these days seems just so insane or is the word inane? I am just so tired, and that’s probably because I need summer vacation. But things are so crazy these days in the world. That said, I am enjoying Joel Salatin’s Your Successful Farm Business. 🚜 You’d think by this point with all my reading 📖 I’d be some kind of book smart expert not just on farming but also rural land development and business. But I mostly like listen to his accent and the tangy smell of manure. 👃 Oh, and bacon 🥓 though tofu is pretty damn good too but I don’t eat meat except well for bacon.
I should disable Zillow on my phone, as I’m getting tired of seeing yet another plastic house in suburbs and ghetto houses popping up. 🏠 Apparently Zillow wants me to know still plastic houses in suburbs are avaliable, and if I don’t want that, then there are some excellent cheap houses available in the ghetto. And some wonderful places way out in the sticks, much too far to commute to work. 🐐 But don’t know you plastic houses are good investments, and not everybody has Idaho Pasture Pigs and Boar Goats in their backyard, despite what you might think from watching YouTube or browsing the Facebook. I got sent to Facebook Jail 🚨 last night for trolling the endless advertising of roofing and gutter companies. Plastic houses are good thing, but burning your plastic trash out back is very bad for environment. 🌎 That’s what the woke environmentalist want you to know, but don’t think of ever criticizing the job creators in the plastic industry. They have no fault, it’s all you hillbillies that refuse to waste their time with recycling myth ♻️. I’m all for spreading manure, poop and composted food scraps on fields. 💩 Didn’t rain much yesterday, despite Preska or one of the other cow pokes working the land with a spreader yesterday morning, probably hoping to get some manure on hay fields in hope that rain with get the nitrogen and phosphorus 🌾 where it could make more even more grass.
I need to just bite the bullet and take off starting Wednesday for a long vacation. 🌀 I’ll miss the office summer party at the Lion heart, but I don’t care. It’s stupid, there will be the Christmas Party in a few weeks. I hear there is a risk of a hurricane pushing north next week but that is inevitable, though the cool weather expected over the area for the end of month means a northerly high pressure will be in control and likely push any storms off the coast. 🏕️ Tomorrow I’ll drive into work, maybe visit Northern Lights at lunch time for some grass shopping 🌾 and then drive out to Schoharie assuming I can make it out there without freaking out. 🤪 Things were so much better in my mind until they weren’t.
I know it’s not real, I just got to get on with life and enjoy vacation, but I’m also so troubled about everying. 🧠 I mean how bad can 13 days in the wilderness away from the endless ads for plastic houses, eating clams broiled in beer and so much delicious food from the farm stands, giggling and having fires every other day? 🔥 While I listen to the cows moo 🐮 and rip that other kind of grass that makes milk, beef and manure. 💩 That said, I’m still half seriously investigating grass shops in Ithaca, I’ve been told there are good places out that way. And so much good ice cream. 🍨 I haven’t had any ice cream since the Gas Up during the second week of June, but then again I haven’t taken off a day for vacation since the day before July 4th. So I really need those 13 days in the wilderness through Labor Day in September. I just need to take those days off, get my bacon at 7 AM 🥓 at the For the Love of Bacon and head straight out to National Forest, maybe after a quick visit to one of the Grass Stores heading through Ithaca. I won’t use the actual term, because I’m sure it will reduce my ad revenue, which brought in in $106 so far this month. 💵 Apparently that is nothing like some actual good blogs, that aren’t all about Dreams of having hogs and burn barrel 🛢️ back as I smoke and lay in my hammock in the wilderness, making maps of random shit. 🗺️
I find it hard to believe that summer is almost done. Once I’m back from summer vacation it will not be August but actually September. Already darkness is creeping in so much earlier as we get into the second half of August. I’ll get a minor respite being out in the Finger Lakes with sunsets being 15 minutes later but it will be such a shock come Labor Day when I have to drive back east.
I still have a late summer vacation to look forward. I’m extending it by a few days because I’ve not done as many long weekends this year. But then it will be September with much earlier sunsets. Come September when I get home there will be hardly any time to ride after dinner or go down to the park. And before you know it the leaves will be changing in the high country.
I do want to get up to Perkins Clearing in mid September and then October to the Saint Regis Canoe Area to do that Adirondack Rail Trail. But then a deep and dark December is ahead, months of snow, ice and cold in my drafty old apartment. And I’ll have to decide if I will be taking the local bus back and forth to work, adding more time to commute now that the express is done – or at least try to ride in as much as possible.
I wish I could have used my summer better but I’d didn’t loose out much with the freak out about my old truck – it was better to get checked out – and the other weekend I stayed home was kind of rainy. And other weekends I couldn’t get away for long weekends because I had to cover staff who were out. But just yesterday it seemed like summer was just beginning. It’s the last summer with Big Red.
I’m so grieving that it’s the last summer with Big Red. How fast 14 years came and went. But while the truck might make it through the winter but it doesn’t have much life in it – I’ve noticed that there is now rust starting to chew away at the frame besides all the rocker panels and the bed – plus it’s pushing 120,000 miles and I’ve not been perfect at maintaining it. But it’s time next spring to get a truck, as I want something new and reliable before heading out to Michigan. But there are a lot of memories both good and bad with that now old truck.
There is an awful uncomfortable reality playing out with Trump’s tarrifs in the minds of liberals – they’re raising a lot of revenue with a minimal impact on employment and inflation. That’s a good thing as it says something profound about taxation – namely that taxes on business and wealthy don’t have the great of impact on working people as the politicians want you to believe.
Simply said, if tarrifs work without raising inflation or unemployment much then it’s a strong case for higher taxes on the business, the wealthy, and carbon pollution. The government needs more money, with major expenses like social security and the highway trust fund running deficits and currently needing to be bailed out by the general fund which also runs a deficit. In a sea of red ink, we should be finding ways to raise revenue without driving inflation or unemployment.
Indirect taxes are never one-to-one. Competitive pressures leads businesses to eat at least some of the costs. Oil companies aren’t likely to pass all the cost of carbon taxes onto consumers, if it encourages people to adopt electric cars and heat pumps. Taxes also encourage tax-avoidance measures, such as adoption of electric cars and heat pumps. The truth is taxes and tarrifs can bring in revenue and drive change, and not be as painful as they might appear on surface.
With my extreme mental illness, I think I will ride my mountain bike to work and get soaked on the evening commute, but whatever. It beats paying the woke bus company which soon is canceling my route because I never ride it, or for that matter driving my big jacked up truck to work.
Much too soon if I don’t want to ride to work my choices will be the local yokel bus or driving said big jacked up truck to work. 🚍 And the local yokel bus doesn’t work well with the shuttle so it’s more time wasted, at least in a sane individuals mind but if it’s shit outside and I can’t ride, it’s an opportunity to walk laps 🚶 in the Concourse and get yelled at by the persons with homelessness or whatever the term of the day for the bums is. But that’s the future.
Buy, buy see you in September. 🏖️ I plan to pronounce, I mean ask my big boss if I can just start not coming to work starting next Wednesday through September for summer vacation this time. We have enough staff back in Data Services 🖥️ and I think I haven’t broken any computers or scripts lately, so it would be a good chance to finally get away to the Finger Lakes, have some fires 🔥 and smoke some grass 🌾 and giggle 🤭, sling cow poop with my mountain bike 🚲 on the trails in National Forest 🐮 and do some fishing. 🎣 I need to first renew my license though. And some swimming too in the gorges and pools.
And get bacon before heading out to the Finger Lakes. 🥓 I have some bacon left but I probably will fry most of that up with zucchuni 🍆 if I go to Schoharie this weekend to swim 🏊, float in the Schoharie Creek, ⭕ and hit up Shauls which has been selling the good stuff for cheap 🌽 since 1710 according to what is painted on their signs. Back before ol’ Geo. Washington was president. Figure it’s going to be hot weekend, so it’s good to get to out Mine Kill one last time before summer is done. 🏖️ Then Sunday, head home and start packing for the next 13 days in the Finger Lakes. Should be fun.
I am listening to Joel Salatin’s latest audio books, Your Successful Farm Business. 🚜 I tell you all this listening and reading 📖 of farm and homesteading books, I feel like I’m learning a thing or two about business 🏢 and not just the kind that involves a preg testing glove. 🐄 🧤 I was excited to hear Joel Salatin narrates the book like only a Joel Salatin can do with his farmer accent and sense of manure laden humor. 🐖 I swear 🤬 you spend all your time standing out in field and dealing with stubborn livestock you get a good sense of humor on life. He might as the lunatic farmer be woke in his sales tactics but he has a lot of good ideas for managing land and livestock both sustainably and profitably. 💰
Composting bucket works great in the kitchen. 🪣🍎 I really needed the added capacity for food waste with all those corn 🌽 cobs in the summer and soon the squash I’ll be cooking. 🍆 Plus it’s so easy to drop in a 5 gallon bucket on the floor. I also use a bucket for recycling though I’ve not bought anything in metal or glass in weeks 🥫 except beer which I don’t normally drink 🍻 at home so that bucket has been empty except for a few flattened burnt out cans from up at camp.
