What Are You Doing?

I am wrapping Christmas presents.

 

"It can't rain all the time. The sky won't fall forever..."

 

Not sleeping, that’s what I’m doing.

 

Waiting for the cable guy to finish swapping out our old fiberoptics because...

Dunno, cable company said it was important. Maybe there was old light pooling and molding in a kink somewhere or something .

 

You being a Moose, I think you're supposed to find an old guy human to do that.

 

Dammit, Ash...
*Picks up phone, searches for Simon & Garfunkel version, hits "Play" and "repeat"*


I'm not sleeping too.


ETA: Aaaaargh! The dreaded double post! Sorry, mods!

 

What is a "wobbly?"

 

Waiting for pants to come out of the dryer. So cold.

 

4

 

Ooh, a dryer, so very....

 

Yeah, well, a clothesline only works oh so well when it's below freezing out.

 

Don't get me wrong, I'm jealous. Dryers aren't a thing here, plus there's no space in the apartment for one. If I had several thousand extra dollars sloshing around, I suppose I could get a combined washer/dryer unit, but for now, laundry gets hung in the bedroom if it's too cold or rainy.

 

Even a clothesline isn't an option for me anymore, since it came out of the wall. I tried to put it up again, but it came back out. I resorted to putting out the dining table and chairs to spread the duvet cover over, with pegs to hold it in place.
Now it's too cold and wet, so everything goes onto the airer in front of a night storage heater, and worsens the damp in my flat. Fun times.

 

You win

 

YAY, I WON!
What's the prize?

 

Of all the things I didn't realize I didn't know, how they do laundry in Japan is pretty high on the list.

 

Cookies or a cake. But watch your back, because the cake is a lie

 

Wobbly = Wallaby.

Tassie is small so the big wobblies chose to stay on the mainland.
Most common type here are called Pademelons...
...really...what dingbat came up with that name?

Still, about 3-4 times the size of Hunter, with the weaponised tail and hind legs with nasty claws, and he still managed to take one down.

Ha, reminds me...

Spoiler

Before new kittens, GG's had a very old black and white male - growths on his underbelly, a damaged spine, running a Ron Swanson personality, though still a good hunter but in his last years of life could only bring home adorable baby rabbits...well, parts of them.

Would sometimes come and sleep on me bed while I'd be typing away on me puta at the desk. My room's too small for a swinging door, and the wall's too thin for a slider, it's a very old railway workers cottage, so I run a thick fleece blanket across the doorway.

I'm typing away, midnightish, early morn, the doorway directly to my left and behind me. From the soft glow of the monitor I notice a shape come into the room and sit at the footstool. I think, it's GG's small dog, which also comes in sometimes to say hello.

Then as I take a second look and my eyes adjust to the darkness covering the floor, it's not a dog, it's a huge possom. At the same time, cat becomes aware and just looks at it in a startled fashion from the bed.

No one moves. It's a stand off. Then the possom, obviously very laid back, sits up on it's hind legs and has this look on it's face like, "Hey guys, where's the food, I smelt food, just thought I'd pop in to see if you know where the food's at?"

Quite a while has passed and still no one's making a move. So I slowly reach behind me to turn on the light, which seems to cause the possom to become very aware of where it actually is, and thus it thinks, "Well fuck me, this is not the great outdoors, it smells like it, but it definitely ain't"... it freaks out and is running all through the rear of the house, all two rooms.

I slowly make my way to the back door and open it, giving space to the possum to find it's way there. It's too freaked out and climbs the door instead, instinct drives it up instead of out.

"You dumbass, the effing door was open and you climb and trap yourself in the corner."
So I just leave it there and go back to my room to continue my writing. It'll figure it out once it calms down. Cat never moved from the bed one inch. Was in a sleep position by the time I got back.

 

So, mowing day today. It's semi overcast, so if it don't rain over the next couple of hours, mowing is on in the early afternoon....'cus I'm ever sorer today than I was yesterday, thus mowing is my exercise for the day, and if I get sorer I won't be able to mow and then I gets the long grass again.

Tassie grass is different from what I'm used to. It can stay short for a long time, slowly getting longer, but when it reaches a certain height, or it just feels like it, it has a massive growth spurt over 24hrs and you have to double mow.

Just came back inside after setting up the new Honda 4 stroker trimmer.
Removed the line guard and adjusted the grip. In doing so I saw the high quality of this machine...simple things like steel spacers inside the holes of the plastic guard and stainless steel fine thread bolts.

Filled 'er up and gave it a test to see if the handle is set optimally and see how 4 stokers handle trimming.

This thing is the shit !
It's light, well balanced, minimal vibration, and it cuts easily and I wasn't even at full throttle. And if I'm not mistaken, the smell of go-carts or miniature ride-on trains during the initial run. (stuff you get at shows)

Damn good find !
Gonna go back to the shop and thank the blokes for it and the extras they did for me...and compare quality to the same priced Stihl...me thinks the Honda will be better.

 

Freeze drying?