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Dear Typepad;

Can we please dispense with the stupid "question of the day" format?

How would your best friend have described you ten years ago? What about today?

Thank God, it's finally been done:

http://www.fieldandstream.com/blogs/hunting/2010/09/texas-chef-successfully-deep-friesbeer

I guess with this current cheapy format, you'll have to cut n' paste.

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Other than a busted nose and a messed up eye, becoming a Grandpa and a Pa there's nothing new to report here. Not that that's ever stopped me before.

Progress on the Ranchero has been stalled due to an unfortunate incident while progress on the F100 has been stalled due to Ed the Body Man being unable to overcome his own inertia.

More later.

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Awesome new look to Blatheration. You are welcome. Those of you who are familiar with the famous line of typepad products will recognize this as the equivalent of steerage class transportation. Yep, this is as cheap as one can get and still have the dignity to call oneself a blogger.

Of course, there's no bloggers around here, at least not very often because we have been very busy lately.

Progress being attempted

This was taken yesterday by Miss Crabgrass:

After struggling with a particularly recalcitrant fastener, I commented that the old aphorism, "lefty loosey, righty tighty" was indeed a truism, at least in this case.  Unlike the passenger side of International Harvester trucks and older Pontiacs and Packards, I believe, which feature the always forgotten "right hand thread".  Also my acetylene bottle threads.

Anyway, the radiator was removed and seems to  "hold water" as it were.  The starter, being a Ford design was easily removed by the simple expedient of removing the entire exhaust system, which brought it's own set of joys, having been contentedly fusing itself with rust for the past 45 years.  That's right.  It is the original system installed by the dedicated FoMoCo employees in Lorain Ohio back in October of 1964.  In fact, as far as can be observed, the only non original parts on this beauty are the ignition parts, battery and relay.  Even the radiator hoses are marked "FoMoCo".  Too bad they're rotted out.

Mrs. Doclee had a fun time in D.C. at her seminar/pub crawl.  She even managed to take in some of the sights and did not get mugged even one time.  She was relieved upon her return home to find that not only was her house not burned to the ground, but that no one had even "messed with her stuff".  Some of us were too busy for that kind of tomfoolery.

Also, as may be surmised, Miss Crabgrass is back and will likely gain employment or otherwise become a benefit to society.  Idiot Nephew #3 was naughty and is now contemplating his missteps at leisure as a guest of the county.  Hope it works out for him.  Miss Sunshine is now actually nearly living up to her name, as her stolen riding lawnmower was replaced by an even better one at no charge courtesy of a Good Samaritan at Simmons Foods.  She even built a proper fence.  Mr. Murphy (breed:  Oaf Hound) is still her prisoner, but he has a lot more space to patrol.  

Back soon.  Don't forget to write.

20 April. Happy birthday Hitler. You jerk.

Not much to post about lately, but that hasn't stopped us before.  

Miss Crabgrass, having had enough of the "beautiful people" out there in Hollywood is on her way home to, we assume, attend some form of institution of higher learnin'.  We shall see.  

Mrs. Doclee had one of our crackerjack local physicians take a look at a mysterious skin growth which turned out to be of the "bad, but not as bad as brand X" variety, so now she gets to go have her lovely face modified. Thanks for the prayers.

Nothing new for me worth noting.  Still mad at the government:  (courtesy of Ramirez via Powerline blog)

 I shall return anon.  Stay tuned.

Re: that previous post

Sorry to end the last post so abruptly, but the Auditor is here.  Yep, Doc Lee gets audited for his birthday.  Yay!  Also, the puppy in the aforementioned post has gone to live with 9 German Shepards on the LeRoy plantation and drinking club.  She should be happy with her new mommy there.  
I like this because it looks like my truck.  Maybe someday if Ed, The Body Man gets bored enough, he'll finish painting it for me. 

A tiny visitor

This thing is technically a dog:

Well, I guess my editing skills are suspect, so it's a sideways dog.  She was dropped off here yesterday by the nefarious Vicki (not from Chickasha) and was supposed to go to her new home courtesy of Vivian the Bird Lady.  The new owner has yet to show. 

Update

Kind of chaotic lately.  Mrs. Doclee had her final Birthday (she still wants the presents, though, just no more birthdays).  All our visitors finally went home, or wherever they stay that isn't here.  Long drill weekend at the ol' rifle range with no casualties even though yours truly was in charge.

  More later. 

Also, Doc Lee is having a birthday soon.  No presents, please.  Cash is acceptable.

R.I.P. Maryclare

Gramma Mary took her last breath at 12:15 yesterday after suffering a severe stroke nine days prior.  She was surrounded by her children.  It was speculated that her first official act upon arriving at the pearly gates would be to find Ralph and give him what for.  We are really going to miss her.  

 I'm going to be leaving something in my own will for Circle of Life Hospice.  Those people are just awesome.