"Hell Watch" is officially in effect now...

And, what is "hell watch", yer wondering?

What it is, is kinda like fire watch, except there's nothing you can do about it if ya do see any. With fire watch, if you see a fire, you report it or put it out... whatever. With hell watch, you can only watch... usually in horror, if yer remotely NORMAL.
The "hell" you're "watching" for is the reality created when that foul, fluffy, disgusting white shit that shall REMAIN NAMELESS shows up and makes the entire world 47,000 times harder to deal with than it is in the first place, which is more often than not "plenty enough, thanks".

*sigh*

November already? God, what I wouldn't give to have a "suspended animation" button on me somewhere or a chamber where I could achieve the same state til about April or May.

Plus, then I'd also get to completely miss out on all this hyped-up election horseshit, too. Wheee...

First, I hafta not be driven nuts(er) until the 5th. Then, there's Thanksgiving, Christmas and god damned New Years, all of which result in closed places right where ya need them most and of course hordes of stupid people all outta their cages and off the medication, too, I think, all the time... ugh.

On top of which, ya get to go around feeling like Wyle E. Coyote with his silly little parasol over yer head waiting for the threat of hell to become a reality. Then, it does and boom... ya can't drive, neither can anybody else, the horses have a harder time because of that nasty shit, too... just everything is harder and, have I mentioned that it seems like every time that nasty white shit falls, so does the friggin' temperature? I hate it all. I really do.... *giggling*

Add to that the memory of last years fire-proof wood for the fireplace and you can start to see why it makes me bite my back teeth.

BUT.... Idon'tcare, Idon'tcare, Idon'tgoddamnedcare. Nope, not a bit. Except that I dreamed it happened last night. It was rainy and then there were these white things in it... I caught a couple in my hand to make sure that's what it was and it was, so I slung it offa my hand and said "Aw, fuck you, Shit. Fuck you." and kept walking. That's all I remember... lol.

Now that I'm awake, though, I really do not care. It's gonna happen, nuthin' I can do, so worrying about it is stupid. It's just like getting hurt riding bulls. It's not a question of "if", it's "when and how bad". Same thing with the nasty white shit.

Therefore, the nasty white shit can piss straight up a flag pole as far as I'm concerned.

In other news... the day that little bastard failed my car turned out pretty cool after all because of something I had direct control over, unlike getting the car inspected....

It had been cloudy, misty, rainy... kinda soggy that day. It never outright poured, but the ground was still soaked.

After I got done melting down in that parking lot and doing a coupla extra errands, I came home and got ready for the hayrides.

Now, here's where I hafta pause the story and give ya a coupla bits of background info. First off, I'm the only female who drives these hayrides. Occasionally during the day, one of the other women around here might do a pumpkin patch ride, but as far as the nighttime, in the woods with no lights ones, it's me and a buncha guys... much like Ag class was in high school... *grin*
Second thing you need to know is the route we take for the nighttime rides. These are the only rides where we take the people around the corn maze. To do that, you're driving for a bit on a hill. With a pretty intense slant. It runs parallel to the driveway and there are a few telephone poles along the way. No big deal... usually.

But, it had been wet and icky all day, remember.

So, we all gather, grab a tractor and get ready to rumble. I was the third to go. As we approach the hill, I see the first tractor just finish recovering from a slide... a sideways slide down the hill, tractor, wagons and all. Hmmm... Second tractor, I get to see the whole show. This is cool, because I can see room for improvement over where that guy drove into the hill and shit like that. Constantly thinking when yer up on those things... constantly sifting info and making adjustments...

I go into the hill as far on the top as I can get without drivng into the corn maze and here we go.... okay for the first few feet, but then, whoops, here we really go, down the hill, sideways, of course.

I get it stopped and using one side of the brakes I manage to go forward, but not back up the hill very well and here comes a got-damned telephone pole... slowly, but it is getting closer and this thing still won't go up. (I had two wagons on, too.) I grab the radio to call Eric to rat out the tractor, I guess, and he's calling me to tell me about the hill, which I kinda ALREADY KNOW!!!! lol.... jeez, man.

I tell my jack-knifed wagons fulla people, "Oh, we will win this, just gimme a second..." and I "exclaimed rathered excitedly" to Eric that I had sincere doubts about getting past the pole....The people in my wagons laughed when they heard me... over the tractor and all.... *giggle*

Eric was a coupla tractors back behind me and I knew they were all coming, so I started to get a little pissed (read: ballsy) and I tried again. Nailed the right brake (I needed to go up and to the right) and laid it on a little with the throttle and lo and behold, we went up! I got it!!!! Yay me!!!!

I completely recovered from the slide and went on with the ride. When I got back, I found out that one didn't make it. Driver unloaded the people, turned around, reloaded and went another way.

Wasn't me, so that means it was a GUY! Holy shit. I made it and a guy didn't? Wow. Even I was impressed with that.... Sometimes, even I have to admit that I can be kinda cool and that was one of those times. *grin* Couldn'ta come at a better time, either, after that little turd failed my car and all.

Oh, and the guy who was behind me told Eric the whole story before I got a chance to and told him that I did really good and that he'd thought I was fubared for a few but "she got it. Man, she's good..."
*preen*

Then, yesterday, Rob came by, looked at the Bird, saved a life by confirming at least SOME of what the little maggot who failed my car said and Rob's gonna come get it tonight or tomorrow and "make it well", so that's handled.

I also had a pumpkin patch ride which went well. I got out on the horse for a while and I also managed to get Tiger's shoelaces bleached for his Halloween costume and make brownies, so he thought I was cool, too. Made corned beef and cabbage for dinner. Got the house (only) mostly clean. I've spent so much time on tractors in the past week, not only have I not yet "finished" cleaning even once, my knees ache, too. I feel like I've got knee pads on... (Shaddap...) Ya know that 'I-have-a-buncha-shit-behind-my-knees-when-I-bend-them' feeling? I've got that and I know what wearing knee pads feels like because I know how to install flooring, thanks to George, okay, ya pervs?

So, it's off to (hopefully, finally) finish the house, then back outside. Maybe on Storm again, or maybe I'll clean something out there, like the car port or the rooster, bunny and pigeon cages.

I'd clean all the cat paw prints offa my car yet again, but I'm pissed at it for failing right now, so it can just sit, looking stupid, covered in leaves and cat hyroglyphics.

I'll wipe it off when Rob gets here, but until then.... it can just bite me. Ya know?

Oh yeah... one other lil thang...
Ya know we have the third horse, now... Well, Eric and I had the same idea about him. We were gonna "give" him to Eric Jr. this weekend, but the little dipshit failed to come up here. His excuse, passed by his mother to George to me to his Dad was that he had to "work", which we all know is bullshit. We believe he's following a woody around town, behind some young ass, so it's his loss. And, I also mention this because this is the LAST time I will be the bearer of this shitty news for him to his Dad. From now on, if that little shit wants to cancel on his Dad, he can do it himself.
And, Eric (Sr.) and I now each own a horse and a half.
So there.

Dork.

Anyway, I'm outta here for now. I canNOT beileve it's after 1:00pm already. I hafta get a move on. It's gonna be dark in what? 20 minutes?

Peace

Posted by: Stevie at 12:55 PM

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Posted by: Maeve at November 01, 2004 07:51 PM (6E1RR)

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