We picked up the coolest machine last night.

 

A diesel trencher.  It looked old and rusty………………so it must either be an incredible work-horse or a really bad piece of machinery that nobody took care of.

 

My guess was it has worked really well for a really long time for a great many people.

 

 

 

The trenching arm looks like a gigantic chainsaw blade………….and it works just like one too.

Amazing stuff…..!

 

I’ve only worked with manual trenchers in the past…………………..my shoulder bursitis is screaming with sympathy pains right now just thinking about it.

This one’s a rider-trencher.

………………Nice……………………………….

 

 

 

So, Officer Bob and Officer Bill (aliases) are outside right now trenching away and laying conduit for our new/extra-special surveillance system.

 

 

Our bad neighbors are going to be so irritated……………………….what a shame……………..really………………what a crying shame.

(I have to admit, I don’t really care……………….I’m silently quite pleased…)

 

I’m grabbing my work gloves and going out to help…………………..if Officer Bob and Officer Bill will let me…………………….otherwise I’ll just be obtuse & obnoxious……………………..that works for me too…~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

We had to stop.

 

 

 

But, I “helped” a lot.

“We” finished the trenching.

 

 

It’s raining now……………..the rains not so bad…………..but the lightening……………….

That’s impressive!  A force of Mother Nature to respect and hide from.

And that’s just what Officers Bill and Bob and I did.

No harm.  No foul.  No shame.

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When we picked up the the trencher, we had to borrow a long, long, extra-long, flat-bed trailer.  It was a bumper-pull……………..I know goose-necks.

Hauling it home, I definitely threw-up in my mouth a couple times…………I might have “grazed” a headlight of a parked car while trying to maneuver out of tight parking lot……………..and maybe I was slightly incontinent due to undo stress…

I am so ashamed.

 

But I got the monster home and into our driveway………….and I’m not talking about the trencher…………I’m talking about the Godzilla of a flatbed!

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In order to relax, I’m eating donuts now from a great home-made donut shop.

Hole-In-One Donut Shop

I’ve had a Bear-Claw so far…………and a Bavarian-Creme-Filled………..and a Cruller………………..my stomach is doing a happy-dance in disbelief…………..at least, I think it’s a happy-dance…

My wonderful elder daughter has the Sachertorte recipe well underway.

 

………………….Life is good……………….

 

 

 

I don’t mind turning sixty-four……………….am I sixty-four?…………………I am, right?…………………I was born in 1954……………….would somebody please do the math?…………………I think I’m sixty-four…………………(?)

 

Another donut would certainly help re-confirm that…

 

Yep, that’s what I’ll do…………………………………mmmmmmmmmmm…

Yep, I’m sixty-four…