Digging and Filling Holes

2215h
A day of digging at the First Feral Family house today, backyard digging and soil sieving to remove this ridiculous 2' high lawn hump my perp-abetting parents managed to create. Then in the front yard, below the bedroom I inhabit once per week, another source of soil perturbance activity. This is where the lower bedroom had moisture that lifted the parquet flooring, and there seemed to be a perimeter drain problem. So a hole was dug some 4' down to expose the perimeter drain, and in the course of doing so, and with full knowledge of it being there, the excavator operator managed to snag the copper water supply line and crimp it. And so the perimeter drain guy fixed it by cutting out the copper and inserting 2' of PEX (plastic) line.

Regular readers will know that the perps are totally rabid about where I get my water from, be it in the form of drinks, or in the form of purchased food and beverage products. And too, the perps like to have me exposed to various water sources (e.g. well, city system, bottled water), and irrigation methods, (e.g. PVC line, polyethylene line, drip lines, and any other means of supplying water to plants or to fields) and of course being in the water, (e.g. rain, showers, bathing and swimming). That I was in a master swim club for 14 years in two cities wasn't any fluke, but whatever the perps were looking for in the way of modelling water on skin intake/interaction wasn't accomplished then, and since they went beserk/overt on me in 04-2002, they have mostly kept me from swimming. And so the water supply games continues with the FFF house now getting a PEX insert into the house supply instead of a copper line. Regular readers will recall that the perps changed up the piped water supply to the laundry washing machine and the adjacent sink, the plumbers inserting some kind of plastic line, though I cannot recall which kind it is.

And of course, the above "happens" at the same time I am digging up the landscaped hump in the backyard, so there are two soil pits in effect, and I was cycled between the two as my perp-abetting mother got fussed about having the 4' open hole at the front of the house. And the roto-rooter guy who was investigating the front yard perimeter drain problem, informed me that he wouldn't be filling in the hole even if he did say as much three days ago. So... as I "happened" to be there, I was redeployed from the backyard to the frontyard to fill in the hole the excavator made five days ago.

2330h
A 45 min. phone call with the in-town brother about this and that, and he won't sell me his 1991 silver-grey Nissan King Cab with less than 100k miles on it. He has a white trades van he uses for his garage sale activities, and it seems most odd he needs two vehicles for one person. Even his sort-of girlfriend who lives in the downstairs room agrees with me and was rather annoyed with him that he won't loan or give me the vehicle. As I know my in-town brother to be thrifty with his money, I wasn't expecting he would give me the vehicle, though his girlfriend thought I should.

And what could be the reason for such a lengthy phone call at this time of day? Well, as it "happens", I have the LED desk lights on, the onese next to this display screen, and normally I don't have these lights on and am made to suffer in the dim conditions. Exciting moments in perp-land.

Other nonsense that went down today was the second parcel from the single order arrived at UPS, one day after the first one. So... out there again to pick it up, but lo, if they didn't jame up the parking like yesterday, and I got to park outside Customer Service and too, not have the gauntlet of shiftless males loitering around. Today's parcel was a roll-up (camping) aluminum table, something the perps insisted that I needed for moving away this December to take a viticulture course in Penticton. Well, if that it the case, why have I suddenly stopped and not purchased folding chairs and a collapsable cot? Funny how they have me cranked for one scenario and then allow me to purchase something odd, and back off on other complementary items. Driving me with a foot on each of the accelerator and the brake at the same time is what it seems from here, deep in the FUD-state, comparable to the police state.

Time to get his posted for the day and ponder what bizarre nonsense that will go down tomorrow, the start of the Labor Day weekend here, same as that of the USA.

[Addendum, 09-03-201]
Of interest to the above digging was that the perps had me sharpen the shovel with a motorized grinder for the first time. Past perp machinations over what I use and how I sharpen tools are many, so it was interesting to note that they had me use this grinder for the first time, and also use the same sharpened shovel in the backyard (with a week or more of prior digging) and then in the frontyard for a first time filling of the excavator dug pit. On with the show, and who knows when it will end, or to what microscopic (or smaller) levels of resolution it goes to.