At least Tuesday I can sleep good

As I sit here stewing over the results of Cam-8, and all, plus the blogs and all of it, with the move to western Idaho that should have stopped at the Burley area, and not came all the way up here, but that's history cain't fix it so that's that on that.

What I will do is not be so dang helpful, or try to improve what cain't be done.

Why even try? All I get is peed on so as for me, fix my rigs, watch TV, do other blogs and if the notion hits write in this one. Who cares if the area dries up like a tumbleweed and blows away like desert sand.

The lord said to not be greedy, or selfish, ah hong kong phooey, the Lord ain't here and even if he is , he has more patience than I do. I have came to the point of thought I do not care.

I have a roof over my head, food in my refidge and wheels to do purtty much what I want.

Knytes members need a tow fine, County calls if I get em fine, but anything else why bother?

I tried to help a senior official of Cam-8, but the bread never made it to its destination. For several weeks there has been $600.00 floating around in snail mail, but don't matter none no how as I called Cuzzin and he put a no pay order on the thing.

That same $600.00 would have gone to rent on shop, but oh well I'm learning.

As it goes for this old Wolf, I will get hitched come mid Spring, or at least after SheWolf graduates from law school, then figure out the next port of call. Until then, I'll just count the months until the end of my lease and then say it was well, what it was.

Later

AyreWolf