This day started out like yesterday; all aches and pains.  At least I could call yesterday Moanday.  But, I had things that I had to do today, so I got out bright and early at 11:00am.  That was sarcasm, just in case you didn't realize it.  An sarcasm is another free service!

However, while I was out today, our temps went soaring up.  So it was take off the jacket, and walk around in a t-shirt (with my usual vest) in the 76°F weather.  What was the date?  December?  Oh yeah...

When it rains, it pours

I thought that I would fix a single bulb on my trailer today.  I shouldn't have touched it; broke it.  Somehow I managed to blow a fuse, or something, in the van, and then none of the lights on the trailer would work.  For those that know about trailers, it's really not rocket science to work on the lighting system.  However, it wasn't the trailer lighting that had the problem, it something in the wires of the van.  All the lights work on the van, and there's juice to the wiring harness, just nothing coming through the wiring harness.  Interesting.  I stopped by an auto mechanic's shop and he made sure the trailer was okay and I got it inspected.  Now it's time to hook up my truck to the trailer.

I hooked up the truck to the trailer and all the lights worked flawlessly.  I was so pleased that I left the lights on while I was transfering "stuff" from the van to the truck for my hunting escapades.  After I was done, I went to start up the truck and the battery had had enough work.  Geemyknee!  It doesn't start.  Now what?  

I've got a convertor/charger/starter/battery that I carry in the truck.  I hooked it up to the truck to start it.  If I used profanity, now would have been the time because the low life piece of crap didn't work.  Maybe that thing is rocket science, I don't know.  I am a firm believer that there's no problem too large that a small piece of C4 can't handle.  But I didn't have the time for that.

I hook up the charger/starter for about 10 minutes and then try to start it.  Vroom vroom vroom, feels like a commercial, but the truck starts!

I decided not to touch anything else today since my "Midas touch" wasn't turning everything to gold, it was turning it to crap.

Tomorrow will be another day, and we're going hunting, I hope.

The FogWalker goes off to get some sleep....long drive in the morning...

Well, I had it and didn't do anything with it, so I finally made a blog at BlogSpot.  Hate it, or love it, or whatever, I just did it.  It will never replace Xanga, especially since I'm a lifer here.  Anyway, I was inspired (?) to make a blog title "A day in the life of..." and you can view it here if you want.  I started to put it here and still might repeat between the two.  But for now, that one will be inspired by the life and times of the FogWalker.  I'll take a day as [insert noun] and then write about it.  It seems that I've done a lot in this lifetime; maybe someone will benefit from the memories.

Should Have Stayed Home

I went out Saturday to go deer hunting.  We had snow Wednesday and Thursday with Friday being clearer, but with rain.  We drive a little over 2 hours north to our club to deer hunt.  Sometimes we hunt locally, but we don't have the deer here like the deer at the club, nor do we have the acreage.  So, we loaded up Saturday morning at 3:30am and started our trek.  It rained until we unloaded at the club.  The bad thing is that there was a whole lot more snow where we went than where we left.  Add the rain and freezing temps, and it wasn't the best roads that we were traveling, especially the last hour and the last few miles.

I survived the day, but about 2/3 of the way through, I got sick.  It made for the rest of the day to be kinda' miserable, even though it was a successful day of hunting (successful in that I enjoyed it and survived, no harvesting included).

I haven't been out of the house since Saturday evening.  I couldn't hardly walk yesterday and today, like the "cold" really set into the ol' bones and the new joints.  I don't know what happened, but it might have been best to stay indoors this past weekend when I didn't.  Gee.

Everything Hurts

I didn't think that metal parts would hurt, but they do!  Okay, technically, it's probably the surrounding tissue and nerve endings that don't know what they're doing, but they still hurt.  Touch me, I hurt.  Squeeze me, I pass out.  Eat something, I, for lack of better terms, hurl... maybe just plain puke.  And the other end is a tad "touched with distress", too.

Things have to look up.... sometime, don't they?

The FogWalker goes back to the recliner.... the ol' body is hurting again... maybe some sweet oblivion will come...

I got up yesterday morning at 3:30am to set off for the great outdoors and a day of hunting.  The early rising was for hooking up the trailer with the 4 wheeler in it, picking up my brother, and the 2 hour drive to get to the club.  We knew the forecast was for snow starting at midnight, so we had a prearranged telephone call if either of us got up and saw snow, "Go back to bed!"  I got up, no snow, and finished packing my stuff in the van.

About a quarter of a mile away from my brother's house, at 4:10am, I saw the first flakes.  For about 30 seconds, there were on a few flakes.  Then, the whole truck load came.  A few minutes later, my brother called asking where I was.  "I'm about a block from your house.  Looked out the window?"

I backed up to the trailer to hook up.  The snow was really coming down, so we talked about whether to go or not.  My brother made a command decision: "We're not going.  Go home and go back to bed."  I stayed and talked about 40 minutes and we got about 1" of snow.  The roads were starting to disappear in a solid white sheet.  We decided that it wasn't the smartest thing to drive for 2 hours, in the dark and snow, to go hunting.  And I was headed home.

About a quarter of a mile and I was back on the interstate.  The snow was falling so that even the interstate had disappeared.  The vehicles that weren't pulled over were going about 45 mph.  The road was getting slick.  I got off my exit and the roads were even more treacherous.  My street was the worst, and it was gone!  I got home in time to take my son to work and watch another 2 or 3 inches of new fall.

Southerners Can't Drive

I'm really beginning to believe this.  Even though WV is not that southern, people still don't see that much snow and they sure don't know how to drive it safely.  I know that's a generalization, but it seems to fit.  With this state having only 1.8 million residents and being considered small, we had 70 auto accidents between 4:30am and 6:00pm.  There were 3 fatalities.

I'm really glad that we stayed home.  We decided we would go today.

Thursday's Plans

Toasty

I've got the wood-burning stove going and it's nice, cozy, and toasty in the house.  It's been a great place to have spent the day so far.  I think I'll stay right in here until tomorrow when I leave for the hunting trip.  It's now time for some meat, so antlers won't have much to do with the shoot or not to shoot decisions.

I think there's several parts to this question.  Is Christmas' central focus on materialism?  And what is the ambiance of the season?

First, I think that Christmas has had such a central focus on materialism that most people today don't even know what it's really about.  If that's true for today, the the ambiance of the season is materialism.  Hence, the materialism adds to the ambiance that Christmas is all about because it is all about materialism.  Make sense? 

Secondly, I think the question is inferring that Christmas has a different ambiance than materialism.  So what is this ambiance?  Is it the gentle snow with a lover giving his mate a fine piece of jewelry?  Remember that every Kiss begins with Kays.  Sorry about that.  Is it the warmth of a home-cooked meal at Bob Evans with the light snow and chlly air outside?  Is it the family all getting together and exchanging gifts?  All those scenarios seem to be commercialized, and thus materialized.  Ambiance according to dictionary.com is the mood, character, quality, tone, atmosphere, etc., particulary of an environment or milieu.  So what is the ambiance set by the Christmas season? 

Thirdly, the season will depend upon YOU!  If you make it a materialistic season, that's what it will be along with all its commercialized settings.  If you make it something else, then it is something else.  I just don't think that people can get away from it being steeped in the boiling water of materialism today. 

I think this is a worth endeavor, regardless of "why" they may do it.  Visit here.  It's really nice to support the troops no matter what you feel is the reason they are overseas.  The troops don't have a choice in the matter, so supporting them for doing their duty is good.  That's my estimation of it.  You can hate the government leaders, okay.  But that doesn't mean that you should hate the ones that are obeying their orders.  Does it?

Bar Code Tattoos

DSC left me a site to visit since I had mentioned that.  Check out this site.  I think that's pretty cool and will probably buy a set that says "ThruTheFog" and have DMo224 bar coded on it.  LoL!

Still Sick

The meds don't seem to be making me better.  It just seems that I'm getting weaker, and I can't talk.  Now that might be a blessing for someone around here.  LoL!  Of course, the party that she could throw when I pass on, wow!