Yesterday, Veterans Day was unnecessarily cold and I refused to turn on my heat on or go outside except for the briefest of time periods. But today I’m bundling up and riding my mountain bike to he suburbanite office with acres of parking in suburbs, as it sucks dog dick to drive your big jacked up truck to work with a million traffic lights and jackass cops in the way of your office.
I don’t mind a day off from work, but I don’t like all the worship of government workers. It seems like every other highway is named for some dead government worker. Yet, it’s rare to see anybody in the private sector? Rather then offer more holidays and commemorations, why not work on making the jobs of government workers safer and paying them better wages? I know holidays are cheap. It would have been so crappy driving back from Madison County, though maybe the snow would have been purty. I will do a long weekend out that way come December once rifle season is done.
Eat lots of split pea soup with chopped onions and carrots and I bit gassy by evening but whatever. It was damn good. Already also finished off one of the loaves of bread I baked yesterday and dipped in lots of balsamic vinegar and olive oil, eat a bunch of spaghetti squash from Shauls. Yes, the balsamic vinegar in plastic, because I can pretend to put it in the recycling bucket then take it and smash it down in the white garbage bag and use it for starting fires up in woods. It is after all National Recycling Week, well on November 15th GIS Day for us map makers of the world, and they remind you to recycle right which for the suburbanite doesn’t involve fire or hogs. I should do that with all the burnt-out cans and that one or two glass bottles the yeast comes in the next time I’m out at the folks house. Honestly, if you want to recycle, it’s best to get hogs and chickens, eat mostly things that come in natural packaging, and feed the rest. Then use any remaining burnables for starting fires. Just don’t tell a liberal such things, they’ll freak out about dioxin and a million other trace chemicals like any woke nuterered person would do.
I pulled out the space heater and I’ve had my electric blanket for a few days now, but I’m resisting turning the heat up to 50 degrees downstairs as long as I can without worry about frozen pipes. Truth is I like the cold, I’d rather wear my blaze orange hoodie with all the permanent coloring from the muck and burn holes at home, to stay warm, and the head under the covers after dinner. I actually the feel of the cold on my face when I get out of bed in the morning, though if it’s really obnoxious, I’ll sit by the Space Heater but I mostly prefer the heated blanket at night, and that doesn’t use that much power – 175 watts at high but I can’t stand the much warm at night. Truth is the cold inside in my apartment makes the cold feel less bad when I ride my mountain bike to work. And when I’m camping in the wilderness, mid-winter, desprate to get away from the city the cold doesn’t feel so cold if you’re used to it.
I better shower and get on my bike and ride to work. Made a delicious omelet with lots of chopped onions for Shauls along with frozen vegetables and lots of Frank’s Hot Sauce. There is a lot of shit I need to get done in my office, and I’m sure it will feel ungodly hot there after all the time in my unheated apartment yesterday, snuggling under the heated blanket for most of yesterday, that was when I wasn’t eating hot soup and bread. Make money, buy more plastic and gasoline, head back up in wilderness to have fires and smoke grass. And good times, as the say. Charged the bike lamp up so should be good at rush hour for the ride downtown to catch the bus home in the pitch black. Didn’t get as much cleaning as I wanted to do yesterday, spending more time reading. Finished up reading Backyard Foraging on Libby, and Martin Krause’s The Complete Developer about Modern Javascript which I got into a bit before returning. I should learn more modern Javascipt but its hard to learn when I don’t have a practical use for the day. Today, riding to work I’m continuing listening to Goats for Dummies. Maybe that’s why I’ve been posting so much about goats lately.
Still watching the forecast for the weekend, but Saturday looks good but maybe snow and rain in the evening. I am thinking Pine Bush and Salvation Army/Goodwill to look for more work clothes, as many of my shirts are getting a bit threadbare. But for $5 or $6 at the thrift store and using them for two years, pretty dang good value. I am glad I donated those baggy, but good jeans to the store after I lost weight. I feel like it’s giving back and I’m not only just taking from the Thrift Store, though I know it’s still good regardless as I’m buying shit helping these organizatons and recycling clothes otherwise destine for the garbage dumping grounds in Pine Bush or Colonie. I want to get a picture of that John Wolcott sign and maybe ride trail in the Pine Bush, where there is likey to be fewer hunters compared to other places where rifle season craziness is underway. I should be good on groceries for a while, though I always notice a few things low, like noting I’ll need more grated cheese come he weekend. But whatever.
but I don’t like all the worship of government workers. It seems like every other highway is named for some dead government worker. Yet, it’s rare to see anybody in the private sector? Rather then offer more holidays and commemorations, why not work on making the jobs of government workers safer and paying them better wages? I know holidays are cheap. It would have been so crappy driving back from Madison County, 
though maybe the snow would have been purty. I will do a long weekend out that way come December once rifle season is done. 
and I bit gassy by evening but whatever. It was damn good. Already also finished off one of the loaves of bread 
I baked yesterday and dipped in lots of balsamic vinegar and olive oil, eat a bunch of spaghetti squash from Shauls. Yes, the balsamic vinegar in plastic, because I can pretend to put it in the recycling bucket 
then take it and smash it down in the white garbage bag and use it for starting fires up in woods. 
It is after all National Recycling Week, well on November 15th GIS Day for us map makers of the world, and they remind you to recycle right which for the suburbanite doesn’t involve fire or hogs. I should do that with all the burnt-out cans and that one or two glass bottles the yeast comes in the next time I’m out at the folks house. 
Honestly, if you want to recycle, it’s best to get hogs and chickens, eat mostly things that come in natural packaging, and feed the rest. Then use any remaining burnables for starting fires. 
Just don’t tell a liberal such things, they’ll freak out about dioxin and a million other trace chemicals like any woke nuterered person would do.
but I’m resisting turning the heat up to 50 degrees downstairs as long as I can without worry about frozen pipes. Truth is I like the cold, I’d rather wear my blaze orange hoodie with all the permanent coloring from the muck and burn holes at home, to stay warm, and the head under the covers after dinner. I actually the feel of the cold on my face when I get out of bed in the morning, though if it’s really obnoxious, I’ll sit by the Space Heater but I mostly prefer the heated blanket at night, and that doesn’t use that much power – 175 watts at high but I can’t stand the much warm at night. Truth is the cold inside in my apartment makes the cold feel less bad when I ride my mountain bike to work. 
And when I’m camping in the wilderness, mid-winter, desprate to get away from the city the cold doesn’t feel so cold if you’re used to it. 
Made a delicious 
omelet with lots of chopped onions for Shauls along with frozen vegetables and lots of Frank’s Hot Sauce. There is a lot of shit I need to get done in my office, and I’m sure it will feel ungodly hot 
there after all the time in my unheated apartment yesterday, snuggling under the heated blanket for most of yesterday, that was when I wasn’t eating hot soup and bread. Make money, buy more plastic and gasoline, head back up in wilderness to have fires and smoke grass. And good times, as the say. Charged the bike lamp up so should be good at rush hour for the ride downtown to catch the bus home in the pitch black. 
Didn’t get as much cleaning as I wanted to do yesterday, spending more time reading. 
Finished up reading Backyard Foraging on Libby, and Martin Krause’s The Complete Developer about Modern Javascript which I got into a bit before returning. I should learn more modern Javascipt but its hard to learn when I don’t have a practical use for the day. Today, riding to work I’m continuing listening to Goats for Dummies. 
Maybe that’s why I’ve been posting so much about goats lately. 
but Saturday looks good but maybe snow and rain in the evening. I am thinking Pine Bush and Salvation Army/Goodwill to look for more work clothes, as many of my shirts are getting a bit threadbare. But for $5 or $6 at the thrift store and using them for two years, pretty dang good value. I am glad I donated those baggy, but good jeans to the store after I lost weight. 
I feel like it’s giving back and I’m not only just taking from the Thrift Store, though I know it’s still good regardless as I’m buying shit helping these organizatons and recycling clothes otherwise destine for the garbage dumping grounds in Pine Bush or Colonie. 
I want to get a picture of that John Wolcott sign and maybe ride trail in the Pine Bush, where there is likey to be fewer hunters compared to other places where rifle season craziness is underway. 
I should be good on groceries for a while, though I always notice a few things low, like noting I’ll need more grated cheese come he weekend. But whatever.