Wednesday after the rain ☔

Flying high all the way, says Country Joe and Fish. I’ve been in a particularly mananic stage all week, probably because knowing it’s summer and there are many more fires to have and lots more pot to smoke up in wilderness. I do like colors, watching the waterfalls sparkle and flames how they look when stoned. Drop out with me, sings Swine Before Pearl as I smell the tangy smell of manure spreading on air on this spring day. Manure means sweet corn, sweet corn silage and milk.

Woke up early and started cooking the light red kidney beans down, 🍲 and I was going to go back to sleep until 6 AM but that never really happened, as I started listening to The Atlantic podcast about their latest interview with the Trumpster – can you believe it’s been 100 days? Nearly 100 days between spending time in wilderness, which was much too long as witnessed by that big roaring fire on Thursday, which we won’t tell the liberals about. 🔥 I was reading the Times Union this morning, and was reminded that the alternative to the Trumpster really ain’t much better. And the liberals pay me good, and I do like how they legalized grass so you can get quality product at a price almost any place in New York.

My phone is back working again, 📱 and that makes me happy. It just is so tough when you are so addicted to your device that has everything on it. Mornings just aren’t the same without your phone working. It just didn’t auto renew. I ended up buying a 1-year package, $360 plus taxes bringing it up to $389 for the year, which isn’t bad for unlimited service. True as an agency unit director, I could probably could get a work cell phone for free, but I rather control my own number, and not have a recording of every web search and social media thing I do on a government phone.

Did my laundry last night and went shopping. Ended up going to the Glenmont Laundromat rather then the Four Corners Laundromat. 👚 Often I do my laundry at my parents house but in the summer months when I’m traveling I don’t necessarily see them every week. I don’t mind the laundromat, it’s not like I don’t also have to go shopping once a week, and a single load of wash per week, really wouldn’t be economical to have my own laundry machine even if I did own a house. 🏠 Truth is I just can’t imagine owning a house at this point, I’d rather rent until retirement and then buy land somewhere I actually want to be.

I’ve been feeling great after that weekend up in wilderness. 🦉 Maybe it’s still the residual THC enhancing the color and beauty on everything, and improving my view of world – still the Greatful Dead sound amazing even though I haven’t smoked since Saturday – or maybe it’s just the memory of the days spent in Adirondack Wilderness. 🌈 Yes kids, I burnt plastic, put 10 rounds in my .22 rifle, and smoked weed in remote Adirondacks! I forgot how wonderful the mountains are, away from it all with a big roaring fire. Yes, I’ve done trips last year and went to Schoharie in January, but that’s still many months ago after a hard winter. 🌬️ And while I won’t be able to get out of town this weekend as I have the Save the Pine Bush 🌲 Hike on Saturday I’m leading, probably the following week or the week after that.

Sat out back for a while as the thunderstorm ⛈️ rolled in and then rain in to avoid the rain. It was a nice evening after going to laundromat and Walmart. I decided to do the Glenmont laundromat thinking parking 🅿️ my big jacked up truck would be easy, 🛻 I prefer shopping at Walmart as I know the store better, and they have more bulk, basic ingredients that I like, as I don’t buy processed or packaged foods, preferring basic ingredients I can cook at home, preferably with less packaging to burn. It’s better both for your own health and environment to have more compostables then burnables, but don’t tell he woke organic people that. 🍏 I don’t do organic unless I can’t avoid it, but I also don’t do pre-cooked, pre-processed foods either. That means boiling down my own dried beans, and chopping up my own food, and not making it taste like bland crap they ram down your throat with a breathing tube. I’m all for eating frozen fruits and Greek yogurt, but smoothies just disgust me. I also wanted to get spray lubricant and brake cleaner for the bike. 🚲

Tonight is the Save the Pine Bush Dinner. 🍽️ Gone up to $20 a plate, but that’s how things are with inflation. I like hanging out with all those old hippie types, especially because I find it so ironic that the Trumpsters have taken up much of their rhetoric if not their politics. 🌎 It’s fun to be at least a little bit politically involved, and learn more about the history of Albany. Erastus Corning might be long gone, but some of his biggest enemies, fighting for good are still around. Plus it’s a great chance to put my GIS skills to use. 🚲 Riding to work today, but I’ll take the bus 🚍 to and from the church up town where the dinner is located next to the Saint Rose Campus. I don’t want to drive in city with all the Nazi cops 👮 and cameras 📸 looking to send you $1,000 tickets. Fuck that and greedy liberals trying to extract more money out of me, I already pay them a shit ton of money in taxes, I’ll just ride my mountain bike, like the outlaw that I am. 🗻

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