It was a beautiful sunny morning, the sky was bluer than I have seen it in a long time. It was a relief to see that there were no trails cris crossing that wonderful clear sky.
Probably because it was a Sunday and these bio engineering bastards don’t work on the sabbath?
It is surprising that many people haven’t caught on to what is happening, these trails are laid largely in the morning before the sun is at its highest. Michigan seems to get a lot of this activity. I look up a lot, I know the flight paths that aircraft take into Chicago from the UK and Europe, they travel from right (east)to left (west) in a diagonal, there are no commercial paths from north to south or in any other diagonals direction.
This image shows the chem trails and the con trails, that disperse quickly, the others just spread out and last for hours.
This activity is part of all governments to push the climate change hoax, they are desperate to keep us all in fear that we are destroying the planet, but so many people I talk to don’t believe it, they have seen and heard the lies that have been told.
The electric vehicle mandate went down the toilet, sure it’s an alternative, but it’s really not the future, and the manufacturers know that
Covering the sky, obscuring the sun slows down crop growth, foods become scarce and prices go up, more fear, it is so obvious.
Unless many more people take the time to study, and learn what is happening, and rise up against it, they will keep doing it.
On a different subject, it was Mother’s Day, when all kids buy their mother a plant that will last a month, and dry up and die, great for the shops, sad for the blooms.
Everything was leaving the house today, the pool, the bedside tables and that bloody heavy dresser.
A couple drove for two hours to buy the dresser, hardly checked it out, just handed me the money, and I helped them load the piece. The chap was a bit scary, he hardly had any front teeth, not someone I would want to meet on a dark night.
The side tables people drove from Hudsonville, funny that, because I think we got it from there in the first place.
The pool was collected by Mandy and Husband Hunter, this was the size they were looking for, but too expensive to buy new.
Oh, the other thing we got rid of was a child carrying cart that we got free a couple of weeks ago. Originally we got it to transport the dogs, but apart from not fitting our bikes, it would have had the dogs facing behind, so Kelli reposted it on the free page and it was snapped up by a chap who arrived on his bike. He hitched it up, and cycled off into the distance.
The decision was made, we decided that the pool was too large for our garden. The additional paved area would have cost well over six hundred dollars, and quite frankly that money could be used more wisely.
So Kelli managed to give it to her niece, Mandy who has far more space, so it will go to a good home.
Kelli was on fire with the spray gun, painting two side tables, and we repaired and cleaned up the heavy dresser that we got from Goodwill.
I dropped round to see Randy, the upholster to give him some cash to get started on the cushion covers, it will be so exciting to get that project finished.
It started as an ordinary day, we had to deliver the bookcase to Hudsonville, Kelli always looks for things that we could get making use of the time and saving petrol. She was on a mission to look for a dog trailer that would attach to our bikes. We don’t like putting Winnie in the cage more than we have to, that is the reason why she travels with us on most journeys. Well she found one in Hudsonville, not that far from the delivery address. So we scooted over there to take a look. Having Winnie with us would allow us to check how she would react to being in the trailer. The place was in a trailer park, not my most favourite place, but this one looked well managed and clean. The young girl who was selling the dog trailer didn’t know too much about it, but between us we worked it out.
However the piece that was missing was the bracket that held it to the bike. The girl told Kelli that she was selling it to give her money to buy food, so that took away any option to bargain the price down, she needed the money.
We were confident that we could buy an attachment bracket somewhere, with that I loaded the thing in the back of the truck, and headed home.
But the story doesn’t end there.
Kelli is a member of a “ Buy nothing” page and advertised was a free above ground swimming pool. She responded to it, and to her delight, she was chosen. We had no idea how big it was, even the person who was giving it away didn’t know. All we could find out from the manufacturer’s website was it could be between 10 and 26 feet in diameter.
It was my job to go and collect it. After the sixteenth minute drive, I pulled into a driveway that led to a large barn, there in front of me was a cart with what looked like a dead whale draped over it, that I guess was the pool liner.
Next to that was a bin full of tubes and connectors.
When I got back I was keen to build the structure just to see what the actual size was. The paved area was only twelve foot square. I believed the pool would dwarf that easily.
I opened up the back of the truck and attempted to lift and carry the pool into the truck. That proved impossible, so the only solution was to wheel the cart over and then try to lift and slide it in. The thing resisted all the way, and took super human strength to do the job. Next was the ladders, yes it was that tall. Finally all the metal parts, and hardware.
So the construction began, Kelli tried to support the frame as I extended it, I had to add the fixing pins to help with the stability.
Finally it was up, we stood back to observe the sight before us, it was effin huge. The diameter was about fifteen feet, significantly larger that our current one, I’m sure you could have trained horses in it. When the liner was attached and filled with water, apart from the lake level dropping you could practice deep sea diving in it.
Now is the big decision, do we keep it?
I would have to extend the paved area by another four feet in both directions, a total of another forty two block, plus the foundation, so in the end it would cost more than buying a larger new pool, we need to think about it.
First we had a couple arrive to collect five chairs that we posted yesterday, that was a quick one.
Next we had to go to Goodwill on the north side to collect a dresser that Kelli found yesterday.
But before we could do that, the one that I collect from the Byron Center yesterday had to be extracted from the truck, luckily it wasn’t heavy. The only thing wrong with that was a missing drawer guide.
Going to Goodwill was a good opportunity to donate a few bits of furniture that we have had stacked in the garage taking up valuable space, and because we now would have two large dressers to accommodate, they had to go.
They took three out of the four pieces, which was okay, the last piece will have to be broken up and burnt.
The dresser we loaded was heavy, and normally Goodwill employees are not allowed to assist in the loading things into people’s vehicles.
Fortunately the guy did help us this time.
Once back I proceeded to make noise, cutting, sanding and planing. I repaired the drawer guide, and sanded the top of the dresser from yesterday’s pickup.
I took my paper pattern down to John’s barn, I was excited and apprehensive at the same time.
In the back of my mind was “Does it fit the blank that we laid up last week?”
Knowing my track record, I had every reason to doubt.
The blank was still on the bench where we left it last week. I took off all the clamps, and stared at it, certainly it looked smaller than my pattern, but I also had allowed quite a bit of excess.
I laid one half of the pattern on the board, that seemed to fit fine, then the second half, that fitted as well, I was shocked and amazed.
I sprayed some contact adhesive on to the surface and stuck the pattern down.
Now the difficult bit, the cutting. Armed with my trusty jig saw I started to follow the line. I had brought different blades because I knew there were many sharp corners. Bit by bit the waste fell away, but inch by inch I worked my way around. John was smiling, this was interesting for him, it had been quite a while since he had used a jig saw, that was the best reason for me to do it myself.
As the last piece of cherry fell away the final profile was revealed, there on the bench was the shape of the state of Michigan.
There is a lot of edge sanding to do, but John was there with the sander to smooth the top.
I don’t know if it will sell, but Michiganders like to boast about their state and buy things like breadboard and flags, so why not a Michigan shaped coffee table?
Once I cleaned up the mess I had made, we headed back. Kelli had arranged that I pick up a dresser on the way back, and as it was only a few miles away from the barn, John came along for the ride.
I think he is getting pressure from his family not to get involved in the business anymore. As I have explained before his ability to communicate clearly with customers is almost nonexistent. Although he feels betrayed by his sons who do a lot the heavy stuff, they need to take over the day to day basis even though they have jobs of their own. What future do I have working with John on our fun projects? That I’m sure will soon be decided.
Then it was back home, eating my lunch on the way.
As soon as I walked into the house I knew something was different. The chairs around the dining table were not the same as when I left hours earlier.
Kelli sometimes wants different dining chairs. I have lost count of the number of different chairs we’ve had since we moved into this house. The last ones were all painted different colours and quite different, now we had black ones.
These were acquired a few weeks ago with the intention of repainting them and selling them on, but they were put in the storeroom and forgotten.
Now they have pride of place, and I took pictures of our old ones and Kelli posted them.
You can’t leave her alone for a minute
We took the girls for a walk around the block, just a few yards up the road we saw four young deer staring at us from the wood, they were perfectly still for many minutes, so were our dogs, a sort of stand off, no barking, then the deers ran back into the darkness of the trees. That was pretty amazing, to see them that close at that time, does not happen that often.
It was a beautiful day, the blue sky covered in white crosses meaning more bio engineering activity. More particles falling on the population and farmland in evermore attempts to destroy our lives. When will the masses take the time to question it, will it take more deaths of unaware people. We know the governments can’t be trusted, but why would they do that to their own people?
It was shopping day, Kelli had her list with a mission to feed a third world county, or so it seemed. We were forced to get our grapefruits from Nature’s Market as the Aldi season supply had ended. Now every bite has to be savoured, it’s as precious as gold.
I had work to do for my Tuesday project. I had to make a pattern which required sticking many sheets of printer paper together. I didn’t want to commit to hardboard or ply just yet, so I painstakingly drew out the shape. Now it will be interesting to do it this way, and I’m just hoping I got the rough shape laid up in timber correctly.
I had planned a recording session with Chris, but he spent time with his children instead, fortunately that suited me anyway.
I’m still working on the song that Tim had sent me. I did spend the last few days adding a kick drum to the drum tracks, and at eight minutes long, it was a trial.
We went up to Kelli’s mums for ice cream, we even took Winnie this time.
The lady who bought the secretary turned up to collect it.
A rare treat for both Kelli and myself, Greer treated us to a visit to the cinema to see “Michael “ the bio pic of Michael Jackson.
This was a wonderful surprise, as we hadn’t been to the movies since they added sound. I’m joking of course, it was colour.
I did expect the place to be heaving, but quite the contrary it was less than half full.
I was really impressed with how much room there was. The seats converted into a lounger and there was still room to walk pass.
I found the leg control, up the support came, I made myself comfortable, and readied myself for the main feature.
It was a very good film despite some unfavourable reviews, the music was great, the sound system in the theatre was tremendous.
After the first hour my left leg fell asleep, I could only imagine if it happened to both legs, the embarrassment of being carried out would be too much. Kelli was well into it, singing along and flinging her hands in the air.
The film was launched at about the right time. There is a lot of reports saying that Michael Jackson was destroyed by the very industry he funded with his record sales. He was outspoken about the corruption and evil within the industry, and was in the process of telling all and terminating his contact with Sony, shortly afterwards he died of an overdose.
Many are saying that the accusations of child molesting were starting to ruin him, and that those who spoke out against him did it on instructions from certain people in the entertainment industry. We are all too quick to judge others, the media splash storied on the screen and everyone believed it. Funny, time has shown us that they are not telling the truth they are the mouthpiece of evil people.
The same can be said of Prince, he saw the industry as evil, and wanted to walk away from it, and guess what? He died of an overdose.
It’s all there right in front of us all the time, and we believed everything we were told, and not question anything.
After many months we went back to the range to see just how bad we were.
My first challenge was unjamming the stapler that I use for attaching the targets. I fired in the first staple and it jammed on the second. Of course I didn’t think about bringing a tool kit, and had to make do with an old pair of scissors, a paint brush and a drill bit. Miraculously I managed to dislodge the offending staple, I then finished putting up the rest of the targets.
It had been so long I had forgotten the correct grip, I knew I had to avoid the sliding bit, scraped knuckles are not a pleasant experience.
My first rounds were a lot better than I expected, the cluster was around the centre, this was better than some of the sessions I’ve ever had. Kelli’s grouping was also better than she expected, so we didn’t feel like complete losers.
It was bitterly cold although the sun was out.
We only fired off a couple of hundred shots before getting back into a warm truck and went home.
Once back Kelli had another bookcase to paint and I attempted to form another laminated oak leg. The strips had been soaking in the toilet since last night, so they should be good and ready.
Another Lifetime to go 