Courage or conformity

July 23rd, 2010

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Secret Mission Updates!

June 22nd, 2010

Obviously I can’t actually talk about the Secret Mission itself, and especially show you pictures…. but there are some things that happen, that don’t really reveal my location too much, so what the heck, its not like anyone actually reads blogs anyway, and hey, the internet is just a fad, right? :)

So, on with the show!

Fox – This is Socks, the Fox. Socks hangs out with us sometimes. Socks is way too tame. But being very photogenic is always a good thing right?

Bears – We saw these two, assumed to be a Mother bear and her cub. I didn’t bother to walk out there and actually confirm that, but they acted like a mother bear and her cub!

Urban Assault Vehicle – And finally, here is my motorhome that I just bought. Well, a week or so ago now, but I’ve been busy lately, so am just now getting the pictures posted! I’m sure I’ll post more about this in the future, seeing as I’m most likely going to be living in it :)

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Cemetery Watchman

June 12th, 2010

(This was sent to me by a good buddy of mine who I served with in the Navy. Thought it was worth sharing.)

This has been around before but it’s worth sending again,,,

“I just wanted to get the day over with and go down to Smokey’s. Sneaking a look at my watch, I saw the time, 1655. Five minutes to go before the cemetery gates are closed for the day. Full dress was hot in the August sun. Oklahoma summertime was as bad as ever–the heat and humidity at the same level–both too high.

I saw the car pull into the drive, ‘69 or ‘70 model Cadillac Deville, looked factory-new. It pulled into the parking lot at a snail’s pace.. An old woman got out so slow I thought she was paralyzed; she had a cane and a sheaf of flowers–about four or five bunches as best I could tell.

I couldn’t help myself. The thought came unwanted, and left a slightly bitter taste: ‘She’s going to spend an hour, and for this old soldier, my hip hurts like crazy and I’m ready to get out of here right now!’ But for this day, my duty was to assist anyone coming in.

Kevin would lock the ‘In’ gate and if I could hurry the old biddy along, we might make it to Smokey’s in time.

I broke post attention. My hip made gritty noises when I took the first step and the pain went up a notch. I must have made a real military sight: middle-aged man with a small pot gut and half a limp, in marine full-dress uniform, which had lost its razor crease about thirty minutes after I began the watch at the cemetery.

I stopped in front of her, halfway up the walk. She looked up at me with an old woman’s squint.

‘Ma’am, may I assist you in any way?’

She took long enough to answer.

‘Yes, son. Can you carry these flowers? I seem to be moving a tad slow these days.’

‘My pleasure, ma’am.’ Well, it wasn’t too much of a lie.

She looked again. ‘Marine, where were you stationed?’

‘ Vietnam , ma’am.. Ground-pounder. ‘69 to ‘71.’

She looked at me closer. ‘Wounded in action, I see. Well done, Marine. I’ll be as quick as I can.’

I lied a little bigger: ‘No hurry, ma’am.’

She smiled and winked at me. ‘Son, I’m 85-years-old and I can tell a lie from a long way off.. Let’s get this done. Might be the last time I can do this. My name’s Joanne Wieserman, and I’ve a few Marines I’d like to see one more time.’

‘Yes, ma ‘am. At your service.’

She headed for the World War I section, stopping at a stone. She picked one of the flowers out of my arm and laid it on top of the stone. She murmured something I couldn’t quite make out.. The name on the marble was Donald S. Davidson, USMC: France 1918.

She turned away and made a straight line for the World War II section, stopping at one stone. I saw a tear slowly tracking its way down her cheek. She put a bunch on a stone; the name was Stephen X. Davidson, USMC,
1943.

She went up the row a ways and laid another bunch on a stone, Stanley J. Wieserman, USMC, 1944..

She paused for a second. ‘Two more, son, and we’ll be done’

I almost didn’t say anything, but, ‘Yes, ma’am. Take your time.’

She looked confused.. ‘Where’s the Vietnam section, son? I seem to have lost my way.’

I pointed with my chin. ‘That way, ma’am.’

‘Oh!’ she chuckled quietly. ‘Son, me and old age ain’t too friendly.’

She headed down the walk I’d pointed at. She stopped at a couple of stones before she found the ones she wanted. She placed a bunch on Larry Wieserman, USMC, 1968, and the last on Darrel Wieserman, USMC, 1970. She stood there and murmured a few words I still couldn’t make out.

‘OK, son, I’m finished. Get me back to my car and you can go home.’

Yes, ma’am. If I may ask, were those your kinfolk?’

She paused. ‘Yes, Donald Davidson was my father, Stephen was my uncle, Stanley was my husband, Larry and Darrel were our sons. All killed in action, all Marines.’

She stopped. Whether she had finished, or couldn’t finish, I don’t know. She made her way to her car, slowly and painfully. I waited for a polite distance to come between us and then double-timed it over to Kevin, waiting by the car. ‘Get to the ‘Out’ gate quick.. I have something I’ve got to do.’

Kevin started to say something, but saw the look I gave him. He broke the rules to get us there down the service road. We beat her. She hadn’t made it around the rotunda yet.

‘Kevin, stand at attention next to the gatepost. Follow my lead.’ I humped it across the drive to the other post.

When the Cadillac came puttering around from the hedges and began the short straight traverse to the gate, I called in my best gunny’s voice: ‘TehenHut! Present Haaaarms!’

I have to hand it to Kevin; he never blinked an eye–full dress attention and a salute that would make his DI proud. She drove through that gate with two old worn-out soldiers giving her a send-off she deserved, for service rendered to her country, and for knowing duty, honor and sacrifice.

I am not sure, but I think I saw a salute returned from that Cadillac.

Instead of ‘The End,’ just think of ‘Taps.’

As a final thought on my part, let me share a favorite prayer: ‘Lord, keep our servicemen and women safe, whether they serve at home or overseas. Hold them in your loving hands and protect them as they protect us.’

Let’s all keep those currently serving and those who have gone before in our thoughts. They are the reason for the many freedoms we enjoy.

‘In God We Trust.’ Sorry about your monitor; it made mine blurry too!

“If we ever forget that we’re one nation under GOD, then we will be a nation gone under.” -Ronald Reagan

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Blogging with Android

May 20th, 2010

This is just a test, I’m hanging out at the park, testing a wordpress ap for Android.

If that makes no sense…. my phone uses Android, an operating system by Google. Wordpress is the ap that this blog runs on.

And yes, I am sitting at a park, typing this blog post on my phone. Holy crap, this is pretty cool! “This changes everything!”

Hmmm since this is turning into a real post.. things to look for in the rest of 2010… the Mars book will be published before end of this year. Yeah, only a year late. Deal with it ;)

Also very likely going to relaunch the video business, only this time its going to be run a lot smarter. ?

Stay tuned!

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Catching Up… Again! Secret Mission Updates

May 5th, 2010

So, I’m sitting here, looking out the window at the rain pouring down, eating the sad remains of what used to be a strawberry pop tart, and drinking yesterdays coffee. I swear, pop tarts never look all that good after they’ve been riding around in your gear bag for a few days. At least this time the shiny mylar bag didn’t burst its gooey goodness all over my… gear.

I’m now well into my 6th week of my Secret Mission, you know, that thing I’m doing in a place I can’t tell you about. I suppose you could guess, since I did mention it raining, but that would be a long shot. All the normal rumors run rampant. It could end this week, it could last another year. What ever, right?

My good friend, Tina McAllister, or @TinaMc, for those of you who Tweet, recently posted on her blog, something about “catching up” after somehow forgetting to post on one’s blog, and after I laughed at her in the comments for being such a slacker, I thought I better see how long its been since I posted something.

Of course, being on a Secret Mission, of course, I’ve had very little that I could blog about, since the mentioning of such mission or its details or locations or other peeps involved could be bad. So I’ll just talk about the interesting things, like the before mentioned pop tart, which is now gone. It was good right? mmm smashed up goey crumby goodness…

Or I could talk about my new fear of xxxx no, sorry, can’t talk about that. Darn, what else is there.

I would like to give a quick shout out to all my Peeps over on Facebook , thanks for all the love there, its nice to be remembered. Now that I have carpel tunnel and have to go ice my hands, after responding to all the kind words and comments… hehe , no really, thanks ;)

Well, guess I’ll head over to Perkins and enjoy some tasty French Toast… mmmm good stuff!

Stay Tuned!
Carlin
PS this post will possibly self destruct in 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…. bonk!

or maybe not?

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Tracks in the Darkness

March 8th, 2010

Wow, holy cow, how long has it been since I blogged? There’s digital dust and cobwebs here! eeek!

Well, lets see. I could tell you all how busy I’ve been. But I’m really not that good of a fiction writer, yet!

So I’ll just do my best to catch you up on things.

You may have noticed I gave up on selling stuff. If you didn’t notice, I used to try to sell stuff. Not that much of it sold :) So mostly now my blogs are just random meanderings of what I’m not doing or what ever. If you get tired of that, feel free to go buy stuff. A book is always good! There’s a link somewhere.

Quick recap then.

November 2009 I moved from California to Alberta, Canada. That after a very brief stint of being a pool boy. Nice pool, it was!

So then, here I am in Canada. Note to readers out there, moving to Alberta, from pretty much anywhere, in November is not recommended. But it did get me here ahead of the snow and the REALLY COLD weather.

December… it was REALLY COLD, water froze up, nothing much happened. It was dark a lot.

January 2010. My mom left the farm for a while, she went on a cruise in the Caribean. Saw that canal thing, learned about bananas and coffee. My brother had a birthday. We ate food. Still pretty dark outside. And cold. I interviewed for some jobs, started having fancy dreams about actually having money, not a lot of money, but money. It could happen!

February 2010. Did some training for a job. Its one of those “on call” situations. I waited for the call. So far no call. Its still dark, and cold. Watched the Olympics on TV. Go Canada! Canadians look good wearing Gold. We all sang, and smiled a lot. Its good to sing when its still dark and cold outside.

March 2010. Having been inspired after watching the Olympics on TV, and singing in the dark in the cold, I decided to get off the couch. I started going for walks. We are surrounded by snow drifts, barb wire fences, horse pastures, and hay fields. So I decided to go for a walk one day. The snow was deep. Over my boots. Over my knees, not quite to my waist. I had bought some “gaitors” at a second hand store a while ago, thought I should try them out. Gaitors are a fabric, in this case nylon, that attach over your boots, and then wrap around your leg. They go up higher, hopefully higher than the snow goes. If it works, there is no snow in your boots when you get back from your walk in the field through the snow drifts. So far so good! So I’ve been walking. It hasn’t snowed yet since I started, so if Google should ever fly over the farm and take a picture of the field, you’d see lots of tracks in the field. I doubt they will, but if they did, you’d see them! I did take some video, but its mostly just panting and weezing, so I doubt I’ll post it. Walking through deep snow is hard work. But it is getting warmer, so the snow isn’t as deep. So that just means I have to go farther to feel like I’m getting anywhere. I almost miss the deep snow.

I am planning to get some cross country skis. I felt that is the one area that Canada really didn’t do so well, so I’ll do my part. If nothing else, I’ll shame someone else into going faster next time :) But seriously, its a big field, I should be able to make some good tracks out there. Of course, by the time I get that call, and get the big fat paychecks, and buy the skis, the sun will shine, and the snow will melt.

It could happen.

Oh yeah, I’ve been writing a lot lately, the Mars book is coming along nicely. Maybe I’ll tell you about it sometime. Funny how that works. This was supposed to be a short book, kind of a prequel to the big Mars book that I would write later. Well, crap. This one is big, and I’m not even sure I’ve gotten a good start on it yet. Might have to edit it later!

But then I had an idea, since a picture is worth a thousand words, maybe I’ll just turn it into a graphic novel instead. Fun right?

It could happen, too!

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Testing – Google Docs has Forms

February 9th, 2010

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Edmonton Motorcycle Show – Grins :)

January 19th, 2010

This last weekend, my brother Kevin and I went to the Edmonton Motorcycle Show. If you haven’t been reading his blog, by all means go check out Kevin’s Blog

Now, our reasons for going to the motorcycle show, besides our obvious love of danger, was we’ve both been house sitting animals, while my Mom and her friend are of on some exotic ocean cruise, living the good life. So we had to get out of the house, see?

Oh, here’s one of those tips you read blogs for. If at all possible, go to expos and car shows, etc, on a Friday. And during the day, not the evening, after work. See, all the other people are at work, so parking is easier, there are hardly any crowds to do battle with, even the “Pit Girls” are friendlier.

This first set of photos is the motorcycles, on the show floor. I’ve got a few shots of Kevin on the bikes, and in theory he has some pictures of me on other bikes. We’ve not yet had time to go over the pictures together, so maybe later I’ll post some more pics of me on a bike. Stay tuned for that!

And then, there was the Freestyle Motorcross riders. I’ll let those pictures speak for them selves. Oh, and please don’t try this at home, right? At least get out of the house and out on the street before you try this :)

Fun times, yes?

In another post, I mentioned my To Do list for the year. This bike, or one like it, is on that list:

From 2010-01-15 Edmonton Motorcycle Show

Its a Kawasaki KLR-650. Probably wont be getting the new one, but it would be nice :) Im seeing some of these going used for about half of retail (still a lot of money, but with the cost of gas…. ok, really, would you even believe me if I said I’d only be buying a motorcycle for the practical reasons? D’uh!)

It was fun to go and just sit on the bikes. Back in San Diego, I had a 600 Ninja… back in 1993 I guess it was. Then no motorcycles since then. Been way too long, I think I’m about due!

Stay Tuned!
Carlin… eh?

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Welcome to 2010… a few days late!

January 19th, 2010

Wow, how did this happen? I haven’t posted anything here for a whole month!

That might mean I’m incredibly lazy, or very busy! Take your pick :)

The good news, since the last post, our water here on the “Comm-Pound” hasn’t frozen again. In fact, its been a lot warmer, some days even slightly above freezing, and there’s been no new snow for a few weeks now.

Wow, so much time has past… Guess I can talk about the New Year at least.

I’m not going to talk about Resolutions, because frankly, I’m just about perfect anyway. (we need a different font for sarcasm, don’t you agree??)

Really, Goals and Resolutions get so much bad press. We start off the year going to change the world, and by the 3rd week of January (that would be about now) we can’t even get excited about cleaning out the cat box anymore. I heard on the radio that the 3rd Monday of January is the most depressing day of the year.I had to look that up… hmmm that was yesterday! Well, I guess if I don’t know its Monday, I don’t have too much to worry about!

A good friend of mine has a To Do list for the year, kind of like that movie, “The Bucket List”. I like that idea, and think I’ll be working on one myself. Maybe I’ll even post it here when I do it. Then in the comments you all can add what items you’d like to do this year, and we can nag each other if we forget. Good, yes?

For anyone who’s been aware of my last couple years, this may either be an obvious next step, or a shock… but either way, I’m actually trying to find one of those JOB things that everyone else is always complaning about. I mean really, those of you who have jobs sure don’t seem very happy with them. But this last year I really have to admit to myself, that the last 10 years of shooting video and photos for people hasn’t really set my world on fire. Sure, I paid my rent most months with it, and bought some Raman noodles now and then, but I am nearly exactly as broke this year, as I was the year I got out of the Navy. Only then I was in San Diego, and I had a pretty good tan. Now I’m in Alberta, and sometimes I can see my breath. In my trailer. But then the furnace kicks on, and blows fire at me, and I’m all happy again. Life is good :)

So, That Job thing. Kind of an interesting job market in Alberta this year, and this time of year. First off, Alberta has been THE place in Canada for finding jobs, for so many years. Half of Canada moved here it seems, to get jobs in the Oil industry, or supporting the Oil industry, or to take jobs that were vacant because those people worked in the oil industry. Then with the recent “market correction”, oil kind of slowed down. Like a lot. Suddenly oil guys were taking other jobs, anything they could get into. Leaving a lot of other people now wondering where else they should go.

So I’ve been kind of “flinging mud on the walls, to see where it might stick”, a phrase I learned many years ago. I’m sure it wasn’t from an interior decorator type person. Oh, and for the record, I don’t recommend you decorate your home by flinging mud. Just saying.

Again, I’ve been self employed since just after the Y2K computer thingy… back in 2000. Thats when I started getting paid to go to weddings and bring my cameras along. It was a sweet gig. WAS!

So now I have to dig out my resume. Can’t find a resume. Darn. Ok, go write a resume. Hmmmm. Amazingly, I actually have an incredible breadth and width of experiences to draw from. Much of it is actually real even, not like some resumes you read or hear of, where flipping burgers reads like the head chef for the Queen or something. As I wrote the resume, I actually started splitting it out into specialized resumes. I have experience as a computer tech. I’ve wired networks in buildings. I was a security guard. Actually, 2 or 3 kinds of guard… I was patrol, I was armed in a casino, and I was in the military security force, too. Then there is my time in the Navy. I was an aircraft mechanic, a tech publication librarian, a work center supervisor, a painter, a janitor / custodian, hazardous waste officer, safety officer, aircraft tow tractor driver, I have experience working on jets and helicopters, I have experience working on ships, I’ve worked as a cargo mate.

Suddenly I realized I had TOO Much experience! I mean really, who would believe me? Or worse, it looks like I’m flaky, I jumped around too much. But that’s not how it was. Sure, I did all those jobs, but some of them were at the same time. Everyone in the Navy has at least 14 jobs it seems.

In the last month or so, I’ve applied for probably 50 or 60 jobs. If I even remotely thought I was qualified, or I liked the job, or it was within 50 miles of where I live, I applied. I’ve even had some people contact me back! So we’ll see, right?

Irony, to me at least, is I really don’t want a career, exactly. Well, maybe I do. I’m still trying to get my head around that. Put it this way. The whole time I was a photographer, I never had a steady gig. I had a small group of repeat customers, but for the weddings, every week I started over. New client, new location, new problems it seemed. And I had to be everything. I had to be customer relations, marketing, management, flunkie, I made runs to the store, the post office, the bank, you name it. For that one day of “work” I ended up working a week or two.

So now, I’m a bit excited about showing up to work, doing my job, and going home, and not thinking about it, much, when I’m home. I’ll let someone else decide what I’m supposed to do next.

But here’s the cool part, to my way of thinking. I’m still thinking like a business owner at heart. While I’m working for someone else, I can still come up with some projects on my own if I want to. And with any luck now I’ll finally have some seed money. So it might not be so bad :)

I have other stuff to tell ya, but I think I’ll write that as a separate post, otherwise it just gets too confusing :)

Thanks for reading, it felt good to get that out of my head!

Carlin, eh?

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Yay! We have water!

December 19th, 2009

6:39 PM 12/18/2009

Hey all, sorry, I’ve not posted in quite a while.

Quick recap, incase you are still catching up.

I was living in Tacoma, Washington, for about a year. Then I moved down to Lemoore, California. That didn’t work out so well, so I stayed a couple days with my Dad and Step Mom in Wenatchee, Washington. And now I’m living near Ryley, Alberta, Canada. Ryley is south east of Edmonton. I just realized I’ve been in Canada for a month already,, so this post is a bit over due!

It gets cold here. Really cold. Like for the last week, it was about -30C. That means it has to warm up a lot before water is water again. Things freeze up pretty quick when it gets that cold. So that takes some adjusting, right?

My Mom used to raise Pom dogs here, those little fuzzy cute dogs. She still has a few here, but isn’t raising them to sell anymore. When she was in full swing, she had them living in one of those portable construction site office trailers, the ATCO trailers you always see. Well, the remaining dogs are living in another building now, so the trailer was just being used for storage.

So, when you hear me mention living in the dog house, this is it! I’m just about set up now, mostly I’m living in half of the trailer, so my area is about 9 feet wide by 14 feet long. The trailer has a natural gas furnace in it, and I put styrofoam insulation on the inside of the walls and ceiling, and under the floor, so I’m pretty much set here. I don’t have plumbing in this trailer, so I still do showers and stuff in my Mom’s trailer. We’re calling this trailer my temporary home until I figure out what I’m doing. No sense getting it too fancy just yet!

Ok, I mentioned that its been getting pretty cold here. Well, last weekend, the water froze up. Like, you turn on the tap, and nothing comes out. No showers, no flushing toilet, no washing your hands, nothing. Its bad enough that we have to carry our drinking water, the well here isn’t really fit for drinking from, but at least its water, except now when its frozen!

We messed around with it a few times, putting heaters under the trailer, checking the pump house, etc. Everytime we’d think we found the problem, we’d stop and wait, to see if it started working. Plus we knew the weather was supposed to warm up yesterday and today, so we kind of were going to wait it out. We were heating snow up on the coal stove for washing hands and dishes, so it wasn’t too bad.

Well, today we finally got water running here on the Comm-Pound. The highlight of the day was when I peed, in the toilet, flushed the toilet, and then washed my hands with hot water from the tap. I know, that doesn’t sound like much, but we’ve not had that kind of luxery for the last week or so. Later on, I even took a hot shower… first one in almost a week. I know… gross right? .. ewwww! Felt good to get all that grime and coal dust out of my hair…

I also finally got my van started for the first time since I got here. Well, I actually did drive it around the yard the first week or so I was here, when I was unloading some of the storage bins. But from then on it just sat, patiently, waiting. Then it got cold. REALLY COLD, like -30C and stayed there. Remember that our water in the trailer froze. Well, so did the van. And the battery got pretty cold too. Cold batteries put out way less power, and when the oil gets cold it gets stiff. So, it just sat there. I was pretty concerned that the engine could freeze, that’s bad. Like, if the water in the engine block freezes, it can split the block. Most people think that’s an old wives tale, but up here it happens. Mostly to people from other places. My van is from other places!

So today I put a battery charger on it, plus it was only -5C, which is a lot warmer than -30C, and a few minutes later it started right up. So I left it running for a while, but then remembered I was almost out of gas. Like, when I was driving here, on my big move, I really wasn’t sure if I had enough gas to make it. And I was pretty much broke. Nothing new there I guess!

So I had my Mom follow me to the nearest gas station. Next town over. Guess it was about 10 miles or something like that. Really got to plan things like that out before hand! Anyway, now its all full of gas, and the battery has a bit of a charge on it, and I dumped a bunch of anti freeze in it, so hopefully the drive to get gas was enough to circulate it and I’ll be good now. Sooner or later I’ll be getting some kind of engine heater for it, and then I’ll be cool like everyone else up here. That’s the first sign of a “native” car up here, all cars here have engine block heaters, and you’ll see all the cars with short extension cords sticking out of the grill. At night, you plug in the car, and the heater runs all night, and in the morning the engine is much easier to start.

Then for more entertainment, since I’d done so good at starting my van, I decided to start the snow plow truck. Last time I’d tried, it was also frozen solid and wouldn’t even crank over. Today, being much warmer, I fired it up on the first or second try. As it was warming up, I walked back to my van and got my ice scraper, so I could see out better. Once all warmed up, I headed out into the field to get a bale of hay for the horses. These bales are the big round ones that are about the size of a small car. Rather than trying to pick up the bale, you just kind of push it with the snow plow. Took a few tries to get it to go straight, but by the second bale I had it nailed!

Ok, so push the bale across the field, through the yard, and up to the horse pasture gate. Look around, ok, there are the horses… and the llama. Or is it spelled lama? you know, the extra tall sheep looking fuzz ball. Yeah, we have one of those, too. Not sure why, but there it is! So, get the gate open, push the bale through the gate, and look behind me just in time to see the llama make its escape. DAMN! Jump out of truck and close the gate, to keep the remaining horses in. But that creates a bit of a dilema. If I can get the lama turned around, I’ll have to get the gate open again. Creative problem solving right?

First things first, find the lama. Oh, good, its over eating the other hay bale. At least its not running for the open field right? So for the next few minutes I chased the lama around the bale. Honest, the stupid thing just kept turning left. Must be a NASCAR fan or something. Finally I got it away from the bale, and about the same time it realized that I had pushed a new bale into the pasture, so then it was pretty easy to convince it to go back in through the gate, once I got it open again. Whew, that could have been much more difficult!

Just a quick push of the bale across the pasture, and I had the whole herd following me. Pick a spot, park the bale, back the truck up a few yards, and jump out. With my trusty knife, I cut the strings off and pulled some hay loose for the eagerly, but not patiently, waiting horses… and the lama. Getting the truck out of the pasture was much easier, with the new bale now opened up, you couldn’t chase the hungry critters out if you tried!

We’re almost out of coal, so while I had the snow plow running, I pushed the snow drift away from the coal bin, and also cleared some snow so we can bring in some water to refill the tanks on the other trailers.

Its amazing how many things you take for granted, until you have to do them all yourself. When I rented an apartment, if the water quit, I called someone. Someone else shoveled the snow from the sidewalk. Except when I was the manager, I was the one who got the call. But streets were plowed by someone else. Here, we have essentially a trailer park, with streets, a zoo, our own water system, sewers, the whole deal.

Its about an hours drive to town, and with winter full on, we don’t always know if we’ll be able to get to town. That means stocking up on groceries.

We burn coal for heat, in addition to the natural gas furnace. Coal is cheaper, only about $30 per pick up load. Its handy having a coal mine just down the road from us! Natural gas is cleaner of course. I’m really not a fan of coal, its dirty, there is a thin, or sometimes not so thin, layer of black dust on everything. But it sure burns nice and hot!

Having coal and natural gas is nice for a back up too. If the power goes off, the goal still burns. Some of our heaters will burn even if the power goes off, but the big furnaces wont. I guess if the gas ever stopped flowing, we could do coal and electric heaters. And we also have a pretty good pile of wood too, so we’ll be nice and toasty.

— New Update —
Ok, I wrote all that yesterday. Today we took a truck, with a big water tank, into the nearest town, and hauled some drinking water. Think we got a couple hundred gallons. Cost us $3, so that’s not such a bad deal right?

Then, after topping off water tanks for half the trailer park (haha) we dropped the water tank, and went to the local coal mine. We got a very full load on the truck this time, about 1200 KG of coal for $56 and change. Then I spent the next hour shoveling said coal into our coal bin. Yeah, I’m gonna probably feel that tomorrow! But I had a good groove on, and I sure didn’t want my Mom to show me up, so I chased her away before she took my shovel away.

Then it was break time, so I did online job applications for about 20 places that wanted people who could speak, write and read English. Guess that’s a big deal, with all the immigrant labor here now!

So way I figure it, I should be rolling in loonies in no time. Creditors, please stand by!

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