Some very hot and sunny days this past week, and if one has followed this blog over the years, they have come to know that this invites wildfires. And with an unforecasted lightning storm (ahem) late yesterday, why, we have 400 strikes and now 22 wildfires burning in the Okanagan Valley.
And a flurry of aircraft overhead in the vineyard today, nearly non-stop. Many were wildfire related, but others weren't. And lo, only a half kilometer away, someone started some kind of fire at a farm that poured out thick black smoke, as if burning tires.
The perps like a good fire, and explosions even better, though the latter are usually reserved for war time thankfully. I don't know quite why they have such an interest in pyrotechnics, apart from a catchphrase I picked up, fire being a "space time ripper", whatever that means.
And for the last two days the perps have had me in a high vexation state at work, attempting to get these wretched Tapener tie down tools to work. I hated them from years ago, most vineyard people hate them, but for "some reason" the boss man was enamored with the thing, and purchased one for me to tie up the now growing floppy vines we planted last year. The tool must feed tape, staple and cut and operate in an alternating mode, something too difficult it seems, even if they have made these since 1971 it says on the box. Finally I gave up on this POS tool, and hand tied the tape instead. No efficiency there of course, but hey, at least we got the TI victim infuriated while significant air traffic and road traffic kept up the noise.
07-19-2018
More vine training, tying them up, and again, overhead fire fighting traffic again, given that seven wildfires are still burning in the area.
And more invoked berserk levels of enragement again; finger fumbling, -a severe onset immediately after my first break (having eaten something) and then again after lunch. Nothing new, except the severity and duration, at least 90 minutes each time, and intense swearing at the assholes for pulling the supplies out of my hand just as I was to tie the knot for the tape.
07-20-2018
A blood test this morning, the technician invoking the term, "...abuse you...", in jest as to taking a blood test. How bizarre, and I don't find such a term ever to be humorous, and especially since all this extra-conventional abuse began 04-2002.
Continuing aerial traffic in the vineyard, helicopters and aerial tanker aircraft overhead.
07-21-2018
Saturday, and I worked at a new vineyard part time, leaf plucking. The owner is interesting, and we ended up in a 1.5 hour conversation about healthcare, each airing our issues and perceptions. He was in an automobile accident a few years ago, and is still going through the recovery process. Even with a straight ahead injury complex such as his, his doctor was doing shit until his wife started attending his medical consults, and only then did the doctor start him on tests and rehabilitation initiatives. Interesting, and cause (again) for me to ponder just what is going on; do doctors have a script from someone ahead of time for their patients and work from that? I know this is very conspiratorial, but it just seems that all too often they take patients sideways and engage in diversionary activities like blood pressure evaluations, etc.
07-22-2018
More vineyard work at the part time site. And continuing overhead fire fighting tankers, helicopters and single engine aircraft. Not unlike last year, where the site I worked was on the Penticton Airport approach path, and too, it was a big fire fighting season. Not that my regular vineyard gig is far from the action either, as the closest wildfire is across the lake (Okanagan) almost. It would seem the perps wanted me closer to the airport again, like last year until I left in mid July.
07-28-2018
I have been very busy at both vineyards this past week, usually doing a few hours in the evening at the part time gig.
07-30-2018
Monday, and the part time gig ended yesterday in the sweltering heat. Today was to be 38C (100F), but there was enough haze in the air such that getting a good tan was much reduced. All part of the sunlight diminution games it seems, this ongoing nonconsensual research "issue" for the perps to constantly mess with sunlight levels, and adding in hot weather as well. Regular readers will recall dense smog from wildfires last year for at least four weeks straight, but so far, there is much less smoke in the air.
And a minor skin burn that "happened" a few weeks ago; "somehow" the plunger for the French press coffee pot got stuck (when it never does), and I was pushing on it, and "somehow" it went sideways, and "somehow" hot coffee blew back out and splattered my chest area with hot coffee. It was a little sore, but having lifted my shirt off and put on a new one, I didn't notice much. A few days later, I notice that I had a skin burn on my left nipple and that the skin was rejuvenating. So now we have a four way skin color test: regular skin and nipple colors, and rejuvenating regular skin and nipple colors. Well done perps; it just wasn't enough to arrange the impossible event of having hot coffee blow back from a lidded French press pot, but it also "happened" to land on a two tone skin region and then cause another two adjacent skin tones to result. When is this brown color testing going to be over?
Note (for Google censors and their absurd anti-nipple campaign evidenced in their auto-nipple removing software in Youtube) this is a male nipple.
Anyhow, I am at least a week late in getting this posted due to working two jobs these days, as it seems the regular one only has two weeks remaining.
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