One more kick at the ol bucket!

Well kids it has been another couple of months. I figured I would do a quick update on the ol blog to give everyone a bit of a laugh or two. I have stepped back a bit from working on this as, well, things are getting a bit mundane here in the middle of nowhere. Days weeks and months are rolling into a bit of a boring routine, start the day, Minecraft, work in the yard, Minecraft, Spend some time trying to survive, Minecraft, deal with a stupid person, Minecraft, and come inside and relax for a while, Minecraft, then do it all over the next day. Oh and if I get a chance I'll play a bit of Minecraft with Marianne.

About stupid persons.

A friend of mine used to have a quote he used  "stupid is as stupid does". Many people have asked me how do you define stupid. The best definition I have had of a stupid person is; a chronic abuser of the right to do something stupid. Definition of something stupid is "do the exact same thing and expect different results."

Latest stupid people issue, for this issue, comes from the formally good neighbor Kyle. Kyle has taken it on himself to become the self appointed guardian of the forest and protector of all things firewood. Also my personal watchman and informer.  (on the streets we would call him a rat or fink)

This all started last spring when we told him to get his traps and dead things off my yard for the fourth year in a row. However this time it was forced for him to do it.

He pissed off me and then he pissed off my wife. I am easy going you piss me off I'll get mad for an hour and then go play Minecraft and forget you ever existed. You piss off my wife and she will erect a giant monument in Minecraft dedicated to how much you pissed her off so she can get back to being pissed off every day for the rest of the time she plays Minecraft. She will then remind me every day that I am also supposed to be pissed off at what or whoever has pissed her off to begin with.

Anyhow, Our delightful intrepid hero of the forest and all things green was told a "story" about how someone got charged $1400 for harvesting firewood without a permit, He sent me a "friendly notice" that they were cracking down on firewood permits. He then took to doing patrols around my yard, He would check to see if I was collecting firewood and then go looking for where I may be cutting. Now a normal person would not be too upset if it was just idol curiosity but at 830 in the evening you do NOT drive my fence line by my house very slowly, and expect me not to be offended. When I confronted him he took to driving along my fence line between my yard and the road allowance. This is trespassing now. Now the coppers are called, Charges were pressed but the cops here would rather stick their head up their own ass rather than do anything. Kyle got a warning.

I figured this to be the end of it and took to clearing up my back yard and some brush that had fallen over my fence. I also had taken the time to have a chat with the person who holds the lease on that quarter. Something called courtesy. I know that most kids have an issue with the concept but you get permission to be on a piece of land, you also ask what the plans of the land holder is and if there is anything they would like you to deal with. He asked me to fix some fence and make sure the gates are closed.

I do just that and the very evening our intrepid hero is back over there again marking out and prowling around the quarter. You see he was not prowling around my yard anymore but as I cannot stop him from being on lease held public lands he was still sneaking around after dark and marking areas where I had been working. I am guessing he also took his pictures and whatnot then as well.

Anyhow I buttoned up the fences again and closed the gates, and our inspired defender of all things growing came by with bolt cutters and cut the gate and fence open. That is destruction of lease held government property, also known as vandalism, also a crime. He then began to run a brush mower in the pasture area that the lease holder had stated that he wanted to be left alone as he was attempting to let it go fallow for a couple of years. I confronted our little hero and told him that he was to close the damn gates and get out of there. he got very rude, and I told him that I did not care what he thought he had, you do not go start running a mower on someones pasture at 7:00 in the evening and you do not destroy fencing. I jabbed him in the chest and said stay away from my family, my house and from me, period! I then called the coppers yet again. However; as I had poked the little bugger in the chest he attempted to have me charged with assault. The nice police person had us place a peace bond  (restraining order) on him. Useless waste of two days of my time and money but hey a piece of paper is a piece of paper.

Now here is where the whole stupid person comes in. In May I contacted the forestry department about our intrepid hero's first letter. I found out the laws and rules and regulations about maintaining crown lands next to my property. I then got the correct papers for removing trees that were a threat to my yard and fence. After Kyle had decided to piss me off the last time I went to the local conservation office and asked why they were telling the little bugger to go run haying equipment on someone else's pasture lands. They stated that it was funny he would report me for cutting firewood without a permit and now I was reporting him for what he was up to.

We had a lovely discussion about permits and laws and lease held lands and maintenance zones and all sorts of things. I took the time to get a permit for firewood from that quarter, and inquired about the actual fines. It is twice the cost of the permit, by the way, and a $1400 firewood permit is for someone who would be attempting to deforest a quarter section without the correct paper. Not  little ol me going out and taking a couple chord of wood. I got the measurements for a chord of wood from them it is 8 feet by 8 feet by 4 feet, or if you took a standard sheet of plywood lay a second beside it and then placed one on its side to form a box that is a full chord of wood. My $26 permit for the two chord of wood I need for winter would have cost me a total of $62, in fines if they were to go out and actually catch me harvesting firewood without it. But they would have to also see me with the full 2 chord on my person at the time. Since it would cost them several hundred dollars to fill out the paperwork and to actually catch someone for a small amount it is not a feasible thing to do. The permits are a formality, the same as asking the land holder for permission.  

So back to stupid person, you see spending time to threaten me, harass me, stalk me and file bogus complaints against me resulted in you destroying any possibility of me EVER wanting to help you out in any way ever again. It destroyed your reputation here in the small town and you have basically shown yourself to be a true stupid troll of little or no skill or class. But the police now have a constant vested interest in you, you have a record on your files that will, no matter what anyone says, haunt you into adult hood. Congratulations.

Oh one last thing, You become what you love or you become what you hate.  You claim to hate criminals and busybodies, but you have become one by thumbing your nose at the law and getting involved in other peoples business. You claimed you hated farming and never wanted to be a farmer well... I had to tell the pig feed delivery truck where your place is the other day so, congratulations on becoming a pig farmer as well.

What I am doing!

Well after that lovely topic I need a coffee.... but you know you cannot get a cup of real honest coffee anywhere out here. It has been my dream to open a coffee shop and restaurant. If you have followed my adventures here on the blog you will recall when we moved here I had wanted to take the money from the sale of our home in Calgary and start a small business. That all fell through because I trusted Marianne's extended family to honor their word. I came out here and ended up with nothing and have been attempting to rebuild ever since.

Well this is my last shot. I am launching a crowd funding campaign with the edition of this blog. I NEED YOU! Please, if at any time ever I have made you laugh, if I have ever given you even the smallest of chuckles or if you hate me and only want to spit in my face. Please support the campaign! If you cannot place a dollar or two into the pot, please share it with all your friends or your enemies or people you want to have join you in spitting in my face. If you can place a buck or 25,000 into the pot and help me get this business started, you can help me bring some needed work back to the area.

You know for blog readers only I will add this following perk for $150,000 YOU can come down and spit in my face! As an added bonus I will even buy you a cup of tepid, coffee flavored, tap water from the local restaurant of your choice. You can then rest easy knowing that you did your part in helping me to provide employment for about 20 to 30 people out here. I will even dedicate my first bowl of mint mochachino to your almost fond memory, when I get the business built.

Anyhow

THIS IS THE LINK TO THE CAMPAIGN 

http://igg.me/at/CamperDreams

Please click the link and share the link and help keep the Inverted Cow here.

Well kids that is all for now I guess, and I never had a good picture of something to share. So here is one of the kids being cute.

Nothing going on here
put the camera away and no one gets hurt

Thanks for now

 Cheers C[_]

Now time for some Minecraft

June July 2014 dashed dreams and chasing rainbows

Hey kids, another 2 months gone by so soon. Here for us it is just basic survival now. So any real work on the place is totally not going to happen. We are facing the completely real probability of being homeless before winter. The house we live in is almost ready to collapse, another good winter storm and we may loose it. The mobile house I am hoping to get habitable before winter has a shopping list about 4 years worth of savings long. (not that we can save anything) I am barely able to keep the vehicles functioning, and the lawn mowers are all but shot. There will be no garden this year as the rototiller is still broken from last year and I cannot handle tilling that much garden by hand. I am grasping at straws and chasing farytails. With it I am watching the final struggling gasping efforts of my last chance to dream. If things do not turn for us in the next two months it is possible we have to return to the city and go back to "work".   I am not throwing in the towel just yet but, the fight is just not going away. Of course going back to the city guarantees that I will have lawyers suing, government people crawling, and people getting new assholes. So fair warning to the asshats who are driving us away, as long as we are here it is very difficult to get things done. In a place I do not want to be again I will be focused more on getting things.... done.

Alas poor Penny

Penny died a few weeks after my last post. I fed her a big shrub full of caterpillars that I found on the yard. Apparently the caterpillars were not good for her, she got sick and died. So now there are none. Yes of the 9 chickens not one lived one full year.

Nummy caterpillars? or toxic poison?
One dead chicken says not nummy bugs.

House Progress

The mobile house renovations are grinding to a total stop, I have installed the wiring as far as I am able. I need to get a new service panel, and all the plumbing, I have asked a few "friends" for help. Well with that kinda help I should be done in 3 or 4 years.

we at least got the stairs built,
using the materials for another project
that got stopped because someone was unwilling to fulfill a deal. 

Rainbows and Farytails

As I am on "assistance" I went to them and said I qualify for job placement help. They set me up with a "counselor"  She has pulled out all the dull knives in her inventory. Have you do a skills analysis, Help do a resume' Stuff they do for a fresh out of school kid looking for his first job, Not a 40 something year old who has been employed since he was 15. I have written so many resume's That I could teach on resume' writing skill. I have done so many skills analysis and personal skill studies that it is not possible to get any further information. I told them that I want to start a business, I have an idea for a business that should offer about 20 full time jobs, But the issue is the cost involved in the start-up.I talked to them at length about my idea. The consensus was "It is an ambitious plan, and would have a good probability of working; however it is outside the scope of what we are set up to handle." So in short form, Good idea, nice plan, but your a pauper, and will always be one, so quit dreaming, get a haircut, and get a real job, and shut up!

Ever get the feeling that people do not like success? Anyhow I am attempting to fabricate a usable kickstarter campaign. The problem is with all the positive feedback lately I have been having fun trying to get something good together. I have to break down a 3/4 million dollar idea into a few more bite sized pieces. I should have a post up soon about it and will hope that some of you people out there in the nether can help either by getting behind me financially or by sharing it with your circles of friends on the internet.

Asshats and Thieves

Some time after my last post I went out to work on one of the 3 or 4 projects I am poking away at. Installing an antenna to get better internet service. Only to find that somehow it vanished right off my yard from in front of the house. After reporting the theft to the police, I found where it went to, and reported that to the police as well. Now almost 2 months later they still have not gotten back to us about pressing charges. (see above line about being a pauper and go screw yourself) I can assure you that if I had a big fat wallet the cops would have had a car at my house the same day and then been knocking on someone else's door that afternoon. It is ok I just know who to trust even less, and when more tools or gas go missing from my place I will not feel badly about having the coppers called on them as it will not be "we found the empty jerry can on the road by our house" Or when I wait for over 3, and counting, months after asking that "borrowed" tools return home, I will have a hard time believing them that someone else was stealing their tools. Or any of the dozen other lies I have been fed the last two years.  Also I am not defending them when someone tells me they are lairs and thieves from a line of the same.  

Backbitten to death

Another outcast here that we were trying to help has passed away. You may remember Janet, the lady I attempted to help get her camper trailer home for? The one who always treated me with dignity and respect who I helped with keeping her from being unfairly evicted, and who I did several minor repairs for. Well shortly after she got moved into the closet sized apartment, she ended up in the hospital. apparently her liver and kidneys shut down. I am going to say from the bullshit and stress that has been dumped on her over the last couple of years. She apparently came so unstable that she could not even recognize friends. Even when she was in the hospital the people out here were saying to me "you stay away from her she is all bad news" Well you know, I have been around bad news since I was born. I think I can damn well decide who is worth the risk and who is not. So before you go slamming people who treat me well perhaps you need to address the other issues closer to your own home.

Another Outcast who was killed
 by the "kindness" of this place.

Floods and storms

We have also had yet another seriously bad summer start. A few nasty storms flooded most of the countryside, us included. We had a nasty surprise visit from some people from the government telling us to prepare to evacuate, or get ready to shelter in place. It made for a couple of stress filled days. After some time the rains quit, the road was fixed, everything dried out, and now it looks just fine.

 

Jensen Lagoon was refilled again

Under the trailer too

Road washed out 

Road closed here

road access is almost flooded

Lake st camper?
Or poor bastards cow pasture

Same field another shot

Not a repost of this guy's fields from 2011! 

Oh look brown tap water again! Thanks for helping fix the damages to the well....

Here drink this!

At least the flowers are blooming finally!

Final thoughts

You may say, "your an fine one to talk about disrespecting people" well it is true, I am an opinionated asshole of the finest quality. I do not mind saying to you or anyone else who will listen that I find something wrong with the way things appear. I also say "prove me wrong and I'll prove you right" I do not mind at all being made to look like I am blowing smoke out of my arse. I am NOT God, Yes I can admit it, Even though people say I look like Jesus, I am not him. I do not have all the facts and can therefor only work on the appearances that I have from my own observations.

I have called Brian Smith a incompetent micro-manger, Bruce Law an overstepping idiot who fears responsibility, I openly tell people to not use Blaine's small motor repairs in Ashern because he flatly refused to do business with me the first time I went into his shop. I tell people that Noordenbros is a crook and will not do a good job. I will say do not deal with Dun Rite septic as the guy is a prick who told my wife off. I will tell you do not believe a word that comes out of any McCosh's mouth as they have proven themselves to be lairs and thieves. Ill tell you to avoid Canadian Tire for anything automotive as they will screw you over in a heartbeat. The thing is I also know a half dozen other people who will say all the above and more, every time. I will also tell you that Roy's tire in Ashern is the best tire guy I have seen in years, and he never screwed me over not once, I will recommend the Moosehorn hotel for some good eats and not bad costs. The problem is the list of good and honest people is only small to the lists of asshats.

So you see I know who I am, I know who you are presenting yourself to be. I also know that time proves things to be correct, and I know that I can choose to find out for myself or believe the "free advice" of the gossips and backbiters.

I am not dead yet, Therefore I still have fight left in me. I may be backed into a corner, but I am not down yet.

Little guy knocked down by the storms
Kept trying to fly away, Just a little too young.
But still fighting non the less

HellYear wrap up.

Hell o kids. Yes it is finally time for yet another year end write up.

it has been a few months since I last posted anything of substance so that is one of the places I will begin. Yes I am taking a blog Hyatus. I am sick of comments telling me how you hate me. Truth is, If you do not like my blog piss off. If you hate me, tell me to my face, and I will gladly haul off and give you a clearer understanding. The other reason is there is someone who is posting my blog on adult sites.  Not that I mind the added traffic but if you are looking for a single sex kitten you are in the wrong blog. try invertedcow.blogspot.com  without the  "the" at the beginning of the title.

In a nutshell it is winter I am indoors playing Minecraft with Marianne and life sucks.

Stolen from Comics.com and Bill Amend.
Part of my daily laugh.

Alright where to begin.....

January.

January started with me getting fired from (the place of employment that I am un-allowed to write about) The reason: I am apparently planning to go blow up a school". The truth: I called my boss an incompetent micro-manager of epic proportions and pondered aloud how he keeps his business alive.

See Canadian law states that I should have the right to express my personal thoughts without fear of prosecution, and firing a person because of a blog entry is illegal. It also states that telling the busybodies of the Interlake that I am planning to kill children is slander. Although getting over 2500 views extra a week to the blog did wonders for my ego. It also made me an outcast. You see I am not related to anyone out here so the truth has no weight. So what the lies did was totally ruin my abilities to survive out here.

Yes you see this lying pile of shit has defamed me to the point where I fear for my life now, and no truth will change it. However, I am also unable to find a lawyer to sue them for slander, wrongful dismissal, defamation, or any of the two dozen other laws they broke.

That being said I have a good feeling that the cup of wrath is almost full. Job, prayed and they did not offer the sin sacrifice, we will see.  As it is not my turn yet.

February.

February was the beginning of the next four months of draggin my ass to Kangaroo court. The whole thing was thrown out because the crown refused to prosecute it because they could see it was a big pile of crap, even the cops were saying it was crap.

I got to babysit Kyle's Horses for a while, and gained 9 noisy smelly chickens.

You mean we can destroy your yard for free! awesome!

Hey can we go outside and play? 

It was also winter forever.....

March.

In march we were frozen in time.

Winter was draggin on with no end in sight, I spent some good money on a 2K game called XCom  and it fell flat on its face, another game that was published before it was finished.

not worth the money. and a shame to the original game.

The chickens were getting bigger, and I was unable to do anything about it.

April.

April brought about the end to my car. I was now without transportation.

I was still hauling my butt to Kangaroo court here in town every month and getting nowhere.

We were still frozen in time.

I was still babysitting the horses and my house smelled and looked like a barn, thanks chickens.

 Finally, I get EI to kick in. Yes I had been surviving from January till mid April on my savings and credit cards. This was entirely due to my employers not filing the paperwork correctly. Yes they even lied about why I was fired and they refused to fill out the paper when it was requested. Part of why I began to believe that they were attempting to drive me out of the Interlake. This was not a misunderstanding it was intentional.

May.

Winter held on almost until summer. the snow finally stopped and started to melt in May. By the end of the month I was finally able to play in the yard again.

First the rototiller decided not to work, replace the points, the flywheel wristpin shears off three times.

After a few false starts the exhaust pipe sets the fuel tank on fire. That ended my garden preparations I was now working the soil by hand again!

Kangaroo court ended by me agreeing to give up my freedoms so I could continue on with my life.  In retrospect I should have told them to stick it in their ass and prosecute it all the way.

Also I made a "yard" for the chickens, one got tangled up in the fence and became dinner.... that made 8 chickens.

They were so cute at this size..
But now I can get the dust, and cleaning up to get manageable again

June.

I planted a "garden" and three days after the sprouts came up we had a frost that killed almost everything. It's too late now for another replant. The potatoes and some corn survived. Then it got hot... No matter how much I watered it was not enough.

Then the lawn mower calfed out and the rider mower started to blow belts. If it was not for the heat the lawn would have over run my yard.

I had an issue with one of the roosters, he ended up being shot skinned and cooked. I do not like trouble makers. This one kept encouraging breakouts with the chickens.  May be funny in the movies but in real life you end up dinner, if not for me for someone else. That made 7 left.

Speaking of trouble, I had someone start spamming my blog so I had to remove comments and impliment comment moderation. I was also getting shared on porn sites, and adult dateing sites.  Sorry Guys but I am still married and not intrested in a little "meat" to spice up my life.

July.

July started with a new chicken devolopment. First an owl or some other bird of prey broke through the netting I have over the chicken yard and killed all but two roosters and one chicken. It did not take long and I had to relocate the chicken before the roosters ripped her to ribbons.

Marianne finally returned home. She is full of condemnation and guilt. We have some personal work to deal with but things appeared to be turning around.

She also helped me find a new car....

Looks nice, drives nice, but needs a new undercarriage,
chassis and a visit to the scrap yard.
Guess who was stupid enough to buy it.

I placed an order with the home hardware people in St Laurent. they messed up my order and did not deliver everything. When I asked them about it they said "oops" and never made any attempt to get the remainder of my building materials to me, so a few of my projects never got worked on.

August

Well the car we found was a miserable waste of valuable money. It turned out the cab mounts were rusted through. Not just parts of the cab but parts that can not be replaced.

I went to Silver bay auto and the guy there had another car that we bought. I took a $700 bath on the trade in. Someone will get a bush truck with leather interior and a multi-disk cd changer and power everything.

What was left of the garden was now a sun scorched wasteland. A few wildly fluctuating temperatures and the potatoes were dead the corn was almost dead the sun flowers were pitiful. It was looking like I was not laying up for winter any thing much.

October

Harvest was as I suspected. Something was digging up my potatoes, the corn was not worth pulling up and the sunflowers yielded seeds for next year barely.

Storing up firewood and the chainsaw lost a bolt on the muffler (another fine made in china thing that you need to have a machine shop to replace parts for).  The result was the muffler setting the auto oilier thingy on fire. So we have a serious wood issue. I was able to borrow a replacement for a while but the wood stockpile is getting awful scarce at this time.

A skunk or  raccoon killed one of the last two roosters and left us with a chicken and a horny unstable rooster. When I put them together he started to attack her. So.... Now we have one, and he was given a warm spot in the cooker.

Oh yea the oven had a melt down, so no baking for me this winter. I replaced the element and something else shorted out somewhere. I gave up. and the whole stove is starting to follow.

We called the septic tank guy (Dun Rite from Ashern) he told Marianne "I do not care if you are (expletive) drowning in it, I am never coming out to pump out your (expletive) tank!"

We found another guy from Lundar, who was more than willing to do the work for us. Not only that but he was there the day after we called him. I have not seen service like that since leaving the city.

The folks found a great deal on a mobile home, we got it moved here and I attempted to start fixing it up. Problem was the person who did the renovations on it did not put the insulation or vapor barrier on correctly. He also penetrated the wire when installing the siding. Several times. There was no plumbing rough in and stud walls were built with random non standard measurements.

In short they got a good shell, but I have to strip it down to the studs and essentially rebuild it from scratch. Not too bad, so the challenge is accepted. Difficulty, You cannot buy any building materials locally and the car you have is too small to haul them from the city. You also do not have any money to invest in the repairs.

So tear down and rebuild from studs, with a shoestring budget, black mold on the drywall, that you have to cut off and salvage the drywall for as you cannot just replace a couple thousand dollars worth of building materials.  Rewire and re-plumb, install heat, doors and windows, a front porch and plan an additional couple hundred feet worth of needed add-on. Without spending a dime!!

It is looking like a lawn ornament now.
 
On the plus side as I lost my job at the beginning of the year they just lost out on another ten thousand dollars worth of building material sales.

This old house is sinking into the earth and desperately needed a basement and proper foundation when we moved here. Last summer was supposed to have me spending the majority of my paycheque on building just that before winter. But as my incompetent micro-manager lying idiot ex-boss decided that he did not like me. All that also got put on hold, meaning that this winter the house is teetering on the verge of collapsing.

Other fun

Kyle had an arsonist torch his dilapidated old mobile house down the road one afternoon in the fall. He came by for a visit we were discussing the upcoming trapping preparations when there was a column of black smoke from down the road. we headed down and yep the trailer was in flames and there were tire tracks going on to the property. We called the fire department and while we were waiting this idiot in a white truck pulled in like his ass was on fire and demanded to see if we had permits? I said I do not believe the arsonist had a permit to torch the place but when the cops find them perhaps you can ask him. This jackass pulled out of there before I could get his information and make him give a report to the nice idiot from the cop shop.



Stupid people ......... (sigh)

From my last post to now.....

We bunkered in as best as we could after snow fall. Winter normally is too harsh now to do much of anything else. Most of what I need to do is construction that I either cannot afford, do not have materials for or have to work out doors to build.

So we spend far too much time playing Minecraft. and posting junk on youtube. I hate winter.

Last thoughts.

Marianne has asked me to remind people that she is not my composer. She may proofread but she does not change what I feel or express on my blogs. so for those of you who hate me, If you keep talking smack about my wife you will see a part of this old psychopath come out that no one will ever believe.  (jason and freddy have loads to learn form the real thing)

For those who care, I am still looking for a lawyer. I do not care who. I have people who are intentionally attempting to destroy our lives. When we are gone for a day or so people drop by and take tools, gasoline, and anything else they can. So someone has to be here constantly. When I ask people for service I get shunned. I try to do anything , I get shut down. You see, we are not kin. and the BS/BL people who started this whole mess have slandered me to the point where most people out here actually wish to hurt us.

Thinking of making this my affirmation for the rest of the year. (Wife agrees with this)

So as I said a year ago these are my observations and perceptions. If perhaps I insult you then perhaps you need to change your presentation. You see if I perceive that things are this way and you are not taking note of that, perhaps other people are perceiving the same thing?  

Cheers c[_]

oh Psalm 37 was the answer.


Next Post......

Due to some sound advice from concerned people and the fact that I had a $500 restraing order against me, I decided not to post anything further until now. May is over and if I accidentally spill venom about being screwed by Brian smith of Ericsdale proprietor of McMunn and Yates lumber in Ericsdale, or Bruce Law of Lundar, Retired former school bus manager or something. Then I do not have to worry about getting in trouble for mentioning that  they were attempting to destroy my ability to live. As for the alleged plot to blow a school up... that is the most preposterous thing I ever have heard of.

Here is the big thing, I need a few thousand dollars to put down a retainer on a lawyer. I can then sue those two assholes for a couple of million. I have contacted what should be the Occupational Health and safety about the lack of safe work conditions at McMunn and Yates In Ericsdale and the second cause of my predicament. They chose to do nothing as they would have to actually get off their asses. You see although it is unlawful to fire a person for refusing to work in dangerous conditions actually doing so can result in your immediate termination and have you black balled for life out here.

But on other good notes, we have spent the winter fending off starvation and freezing to death by burying ourselves in Minecraft. Spring came in as normal and I got back on the renovations, The tiller and lawn mowers are still broken the house is on the verge of collapsing and I cannot afford a pot to piss in.

We asked for social assistance and the 257 dollars a month they give each of us to live on almost pays the bills.  For comparison in Calgary I was making $28.30/hour and would work 10 to 14 hours a day, so I am living on less than 2 days net wages per month. Adjust to that if you can and not be bitter.

The renovations are coming along, last August I asked the RM to send the building permit guy down to talk about what we needed to do. Last week he finally showed up. Even though he is working on a build a mile past my place. I will need to move the house back 20 feet, also move the septic field, tanks, and repair the damages that Kyle did to our well in the winter of 2010, so we can stop getting yellow water every time it rains. I went over the plans I have for the place with him and perhaps I will be sitting down and pulling out the drawing board later and making a few sketches of what I am thinking about building. However a backhoe, and concrete and cinder blocks all cost money, Money that I do not have in abundance at this time.



As for Kyle; Marianne and I spent the day helping another outcast in town get some stuff done as she was being forcibly removed from her home. Marianne came home about an hour before I did. When I got home she just pulled in to the yard from dropping another load of his stuff back at his place. Apparently the moment we were out of the house he came by felt free to change and leave his clothes at the front door and dump the sled of traps that we spent two days cleaning up all over my lawn. He then drove across the grass with his leaky assed truck and got big globs of tar or oil on my grass. That was the last straw Marianne evicted his sorry user ass and he is no longer welcome here.  We then spent a couple of days and hauled all his crap to the front by the gate and told his mom that she had a week or we were dumping in in the ditch. When she saw the crap he was storing here I am guessing she tore him a new one as they came by a couple of times on her day off and she kicked his ass till it was all loaded. You may be a shitty little spoiled 16 year old brat but if you were my kid blisters would adorn you hands from having to work to make up for the damages, and adorn your ass for making me have to deal with it in the first place. We grew up on the business end of a leather belt, and as far as I am concerned they should have never done away with it.

So all in all there you have it. Spring is here the potatoes that I set aside for planting are going to rot by the front door as we do not have the time or means to plant them (that and it is 4 weeks too late now) The chicken somehow made it through the winter without being in the cooker and is now nesting in an old freezer out in the front yard. Everything is in bloom and the wood ticks are out in full force. I am searching for some kind of work, and trying to do 20 to 30 thousand worth of needed repairs on $257 dollars a month. I have ideas for a small business that would provide employment for about 20 people out here and I cant get anyone to take me seriously. I am still looking for a lawyer who wants to sue some people for a couple of million dollars without a retainer fee or any cash up front. All while waiting on the second coming of Jesus, as all appear to be equally likely in my immediate future.

Cheers  Kids. C[_]

And if you want to cheer me up you can see what I do on Minecraft on my Inverted Cow Plays You tube channel.