Saturday...Poor Mans Christmas

I’m getting down to the short rows now. By the way city folks…know where that term comes from?

The Chicken coop should be finished soon. We have a few doors, screens and such to apply, and then we level the outdoor area and actually connect the two structures.

I am going to install a light timer at the coop to keep more summertime hours of light. Chickens lay better in light so a timer will fool them somewhat.

I’ve got a lot of chores to do today. Starting Wednesday I’ll be gone for most of two weeks. First I’ll be on my dive trip down on St Croix. Then back a day and up to East Tennessee for a Border Collie rescue reunion.

So this all means I have to cut grass, stock up on hay and generally do the things I will neglect in the next few weeks.

Tonight there is a home game without tailgating and tomorrow I plan 2 dives in a different quarry.

Lastly I have noticed my spam mail changed abruptly a few months ago from encouraging me to enlarge my penis to suggesting that I may want to buy adult diapers in bulk. I wonder what happened.

6 comments:

Micky-T said...

You must have hinted at, or joined AARP.

Phfrankie Bondo said...

...you must suffer from RAP (Rapid Aging Process)a nasty little ailment that causes builders of chicken coops to grow old almost over night. Hey- when a guy needs a diaper, a guy needs a diaper. Don't be ashamed...

TerryC said...

C'mon, what's it mean? I ain't no city folk, just a damn yankee, so ya gotta 'splain them southern ex-pressions to me.

wReggie said...

When a field is plowed diagonally there are long rows in the middle and short rows on either side. When working a field you want to see the rows getting shorter. That means you are about finished. I'll draw this illustration in the sand for you in a few days.

terri said...

I don't know what that phrase means, much less where it comes from...

terri said...

Of course, now that I've read the comments... I know what it means...