So y’all, I’m not really here, at the site. If you’re checking this out, I’ll have managed to get to the library, and upload a bunch of stuff for you to check out. I will probably have checked the stats, though I’m afraid there won’t be anything to show, as the place has been dead for two weeks. ( Two months? )
I did make it to the library, but only had about 12 minutes to try to accomplish something. All I managed to do was answer a couple of comments. Not having the Internet at one’s command is like reverting back to the stone age. It is amazing just how unconnected we can become.
No new posts on a web site, is like being stuck with reruns, of your least favorite shows. I still don’t know what draws people to this place, but I hope you just like my ” way ” with the keyboard.
It’s still not the same though, the site is just static, and I don’t know who I’ll run into, when I post the next pile of pages. I hope to see who is doing what, and look at a lot of sites, but time will be a precious commodity.
I’m not looking forward to getting into my mailbox either. I was getting over 2000 emails a day, when I was ” wired “, and a couple of weeks worth is gonna kill me. I figure there will be between 15 and 30 thousand of them, and lots will have been things I could have posted, but now they’ll be old news.
Worse news. I got a peak at the site, and it was mostly dead. I wasn’t able to post anything, and time was precious. I was close to right, on the mailbox thing. It worked out to about 24,000 emails, and I could only look at a couple hundred, before I had to make tracks for other places.
Now it’s been over two months without being able to get online. there are over one hundred fifty thousand e-mails in my in boxes. In that number, over 100,000 are possible article and news ideas, and now most of them are old news. Someone here in the blog-world said you need to post things fast, as no one wants to read old news. So, who wants 100,000 old news items?
We arrived home on Easter Sunday, with $6.00 left over, after dog food, and fuel. My daughter sent me $40.00, so I got to get a 5 gallon can of fuel, and some in the rig, to get it back home. I still have a twenty dollar bill, for other important stuff.
I tried to prepare y’all how poor people have to live, by showing you films of Appalachian mountain people. I don’t live there, but I have to live just like that. Fire is my friend, and I use a lot of it. With a minimum budget, I’m allowed to do anything that I am able, while using as few resources as possible.
It’s pretty stupid, but I can’t afford to rent an apartment. By the time you take into account, first and last month, deposit, and filing and security fees, renters insurance, where applicable, utilities ( water, power, sewage, garbage, pet deposit and any other crud that always gets added into the mix.)
Yes, I can eat my dogs, so that’ll save me on the pet deposit. Here in Washington state, you have to apply for a lease or rental. It’s a big scam here, to have your background checked. Usually that costs you, about a hundred dollars, and they make everyone do that, individually, even if you are married and have been for 25 years.
And BTW, you will get in trouble for eating your dogs too. It is illegal to kill your dog when it needs killing. You can pay a veterinarian to kill your dog, but you will get all kinds of grief, doing so yourself. It used to be the mark of a man, to take care of your own business. Now some of those things are illegal for you to do for yourselves, and it is best to hire out such things. Brave new world!
You all have to remember, we are living in a civilized society. As long as you have money, anything goes. That’s civilized! So anyway, I don’t get enough monthly to cover all of the everything’s, to rent an apartment, but I can buy a piece of land for $300 per month!
So, I live in a funky old trailer, on raw land. Like Gilligan’s Island, no power, no nothing…. I get to spend most of my time out here, doing stuff by hand, as that uses fewer monetary resources. Once I am here, I can’t afford to go anywhere else. $730 doesn’t go very far. I also receive $293 a month in food stamps. Usually, we can make that last but, that’s because I’m oldish and aren’t really into food.
Being in Reno screwed up all kinds of stuff. The Post Office managed to get our names wrong, and when the P.O. box came due, I couldn’t pay for it, as the new system is foolproof, and obviously I am the fool. So now I don’t have an address either.
Also, bless our new systems, they could have held the P.O. box for an added price, on top of the $47.50 per year. Good old fashioned American Greed, my best friend!
I didn’t get to check on my truck yet either. I hope I can do that tomorrow. It’s only three and a half miles from home. I am hoping I can trade some labors for some of the price, to make it mine quicker than nearly a year, at $50.00 per month. It still needs some work too, before it can be driven away.
I did write a bunch of stuff, thinking you might be interested in what I had to write, but now so much time has elapsed since I last was with y’all, I’ve decided you may not be as interested as I had thought. It’s been just long enough, I’ve lost my confidence as to what you may want to read. Don’t want to be overly boring. (Too late! )
Anyway, I’m sorry I’ve left you all wondering whatever became of me. I am in town for another day or so, and will try to get this show back in the groove. Thanks for all of your comments and the great warm welcome back from those of you that noticed I was briefly in your sphere.
I had wanted to add some photos of where I have been hiding out. I do have some shots on a phone, but the usb ports are broken on the old laptop, and I have no other way to add them as of yet. The techno-moron in me, still can’t figure out an easy way to do some things. The phone isn’t a smart one, so, I can’t just upload things to the blogosphere via that route.