Desert Cat's Paradise
"The prudent see danger and take refuge, but the simple keep going and suffer for it." - Proverbs 27:12.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
More info on the MERS case and other good info on what is going on:Comments
Why Mortgages Aren’t Modified And What A Ruling Stopping Foreclosures Means
And More Here from Reason.com.
Labels: financial ponderings
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...said my thermometer this morning.Comments
The temperature in midtown Tucson at this hour is 38 degrees.
It is hard to overestimate the "valley effect" on the low temperature on still clear nights. I was expecting maybe 25 degrees?
Fifteen degrees is the coldest I saw down there over the last couple of winters. It is unofficially the lowest low I expect in any given winter. The hard part about this is that it comes so early in the season after a long spell of unseasonably warm weather. Plants and trees are not prepared for this by a longer period of declining temperatures. There will be damage as a result of this. I am most concerned about my fig tree. I may lose some tender cacti I brought from Tucson. I have some doubts about the daikon I seeded a couple weeks ago. Certainly the cowpeas are now done for the season. I should have turned off the irrigation timers and removed the sprinklers. They bust when it gets this cold and I may have to find replacements now.
Roscoe was uninterested in coming indoors last night. This morning he rocketed in the door as soon as I went outside. Yes little buddy, it is time to become an indoor cat again. I didn't have time to check on everyone, but Thomas was just fine and I expect the rest found their hidey holes to weather the chill.
The good news is my bedroom wall furnace kept the place warm just fine with the main furnace set to 55. Cha ching! Savings in the bank. Also my pipes did not freeze. Although when I turned on the faucet this morning and the water slowed a bit (indicating an ice plug partially blocking a pipe somewhere), it was my first clue that it was colder than expected out there. I need to buy materials to finish wrapping those pipes this weekend!
By this weekend we will be seeing highs in the 80's again and lows in the 50's and 60's.
Labels: San Pedro homestead
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Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Hey, if you're in a position to short the market, now might be a good time to put in your stops. Looks like the bear rally is about to come to an end.Comments
S&P 500 Overvalued by 40%, Set to Fall, Smithers Says (Update5) - Bloomberg.com
More from Vox.
Well, tomorrow is the first Q3 GDP report. Consensus is calling for 3.2%. If it was actually negative, the markets would collapse. The thing is, I have no doubt that it should be negative given that TOTLL fell 4.25% in Q3 and on an annual basis, GDP usually contracts about one third as TOTLL does. So, that would be -1.4%.
Hold on to your panties, folks. Tomorrow could be a thrilling ride.
Update: Well the wizards behind the curtain have managed to massage the data to make it show a 3.5% GDP growth rate. This will likely be revised in a month, but the effect, of course, is to spark a new rally in the stock market today.
Armageddon delayed, again. Which is a good thing--gives everyone more time to prepare, and should give my buyer the confidence to hang on through the short sale process. Now Congress has to pass that home buyer credit extension yet for my buyer to stay on the line. There is no way we are going to closing before the credit expires currently, and they will almost certainly pull out if it expires.
Labels: financial ponderings
posted by Desert Cat @ 9:56 AM | permalink
Hey, congratulations are due to Obama, Bernanke, and the whole team at Treasury including little Timmy Geithner. They have finally succeeded in eliminating the whole Boom/Bust cycle from our economy!Comments
From now on it will be all bust...
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45 Years Ago Today: We Have a Rendezvous With Destiny - Erick’s blog - RedStateComments
“Not too long ago, two friends of mine were talking to a Cuban refugee, a businessman who had escaped from Castro, and in the midst of his story one of my friends turned to the other and said, “We don’t know how lucky we are.” And the Cuban stopped and said, “How lucky you are? I had someplace to escape to.” And in that sentence he told us the entire story. If we lose freedom here, there’s no place to escape to. This is the last stand on earth.
45 years ago it appeared that we still had this hope.
It has dimmed somewhat since this man's candle went out.
Read the rest...
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Tuesday, October 27, 2009
...the answer is "no".Comments
There are plenty of ways that you can hurt a man
And bring him to the ground
You can beat him, you can cheat him, you can stink real bad
And spray him when he's down.
Are you happy?! Are you satisfied?
How long can you stand the heat?
Out of the orifice the stink bomb RIPS
To the sound of the beat!
(boom boom boom)
Another skunk bites the dust.
Another skunk bites the dust.
And another one gone and another one gone
Another skunk bites the dust.
Hey! Pepe Le Peu!
Another one bites the dust!
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Monday, October 26, 2009
Could they be the lights at the end of the railroad track that the train is barreling down upon a high speed? Is this the fabled "other shoe", to match the one from last September/October? Is Desert Cat hyperventilating and getting his tail all up in a frizzy mess aGAIN?!Comments
Possible Credit Dislocation: Be Warned - The Market Ticker
I have reason to suspect that the "monetary transmission mechanism" is full of rocks (again), and we are about to have another instance of what could colloquially be called "fun." (Yes, that's sarcasm.)
Crappy timing if you ask me. I have another offer on my Tucson house. A meltdown between now and closing would almost certainly scuttle that deal.
Forewarned is forearmed they say. But in this case I'm not sure it makes much difference to most people, as the time required for forearming is measured in months to years in most cases. We're probably measuring T minus meltdown in days or weeks now.
Oh, if you still have *any* dollar denominated assets (US stocks, bonds, etc.), Peter Schiff is screaming a loud red light **sell** now. Cash out, I mean *today* get on the horn with your broker and do it. Set aside enough to cover the tax hit if it comes from a tax-deferred account and put the rest into preparedness-oriented supplies ("beans, bullets and bandaids") and whatever you can't convert right away into silver coin.
Yeah, if you can do that, you can do something about it in a few days to a few weeks time. I'm just miserable that the remainder of my investments are locked away in a state retirement program that is completely inaccessible to me unless I quit my job. As you may surmise, the job is worth more to me in these times than access to rescue those funds. I already cashed out what I could to put up my solar electric system. You cash out what you can, so that you are not among the roaming hordes of desperate starving heading toward my retreat.
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Sunday, October 25, 2009
Friday I buried a heavy duty water hose from the faucet near my erstwhile ramada, over the the garden fence near the gate. I was getting tired of walking the extra fifty feet to the faucet outside the gate. Now I can turn the water on from inside the garden.Comments
I buried it because the water would get too hot in the summer sun and would freeze in the winter. I need to wrap the above-ground portions yet.
Saturday I spent nearly the whole day cooking meals for myself to eat over the next two weeks or so. I save money by cooking from scratch and then freezing meal size portions to take with me to work. I did put a couple loads of dirt in the railroad tie platform I made in between cooking tasks. This process is endless, and I will be glad to be done with it when I can put my tools and shelves and workbenches in the patio cover area.
Saturday evening and Sunday the lovely Daisycat joined me. She fiddled with the turtles again--feeding them what will probably be their last big meal before they enter winter hibernation, and adding a bunch of bedding material to their enclosure to give them warm places to burrow for hibernation. These turtles are just your common box turtles that are native to the valley. We didn't get them from here though. Down the street from our Tucson house lives a rather eccentric retired music teacher who keeps reptiles for pets (she dislikes mammals, she told me once). Several years ago two male box turtle hatchlings escaped from her yard and made their way to our yard. When we learned that she was missing some young turtles, we told her they had shown up in our yard. She did not want them back (she had too many male turtles as it was, she told us), so they stayed. Daisycat has adopted them as hers, even though originally I was taking care of them. Now they live out here on the farm in an enclosure that she put together last spring. She certainly gets a lot of satisfaction from taking care of them.
Sunday I continued hauling dirt and in the afternoon Daisycat picked more cowpeas and shelled them out. We have enough seed saved now to sow the entire garden area next spring.
Green Shoots (real ones)
The seeds I planted last weekend are coming up! The daikon is coming up thick, and the peas and vetch are just starting to emerge.
Cat's eye view:
Rumsefeld (foreground), Max (middle), Roscoe (background)
A Maxwell Update: He is doing well. The antifungal medication has tamed the lameness in his left leg and we are in the process of tapering off the prednisolone. He will need to stay on the antifungal medication the rest of his life, but he seems otherwise happy and hale.
Labels: San Pedro homestead
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Friday, October 23, 2009
A plague of them! I am at wits end.
I dispatched another skunk this evening. He was hiding in the culvert. Now everything stinks, reeks of skunk, indoors and outdoors!
I did some cooking, hoping to mask the skunk odor with cooking odor. It's doing okay, especially since I included garlic and onion in the cooking. I keep telling myself what I smell is my cooking and not the skunk. Now I have a pot of cinnamon simmering on the back burner.
First I had a plague of rattlesnakes. Then I had a plague of raccoons. Now I'm in the midst of a plague of skunks. This is the first time I have evidence that the buggers can climb my fence. I'm not surprised though. They have opposable thumbs like the raccoons do, so navigating the overhanging bend in the fence isn't impossible. What flummoxes me is that this fella seemed to have taken up residence in the culvert. He was settling in for a long stay. No wonder the cat food bowl was tipped over two nights in a row. That is not normally something the cats would do.
The previous skunk was Monday, and there were two more over the last couple of weeks, for a total of four skunks so far. Dear Lord in Heaven, let this be the last one! Snakes are one thing. Raccoons are one thing. But skunks are a ghastly thing all to themselves! They're kind of cute actually. Unlike raccoons, which I don't find particularly cute at all. But God help you when you shoot them. Their last act of defiance is to let loose with all they have!
Everyone knows what skunk smells like from a distance. But did you know that up close and VERY personal (no, I've never gotten sprayed so far), they smell very much like a LARGE VAT OF ROTTING GARLIC AND ONIONS?!
My retch reflex has gotten quite the workout in the last few weeks...
Labels: San Pedro homestead
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Thursday, October 22, 2009
Incorruptible Corpses -- Cogitz
Only the holiest.
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We have a warp core breach...30 seconds to critical...we're going to have to crash land on the planet...Comments
Yeh, I feel like Riker today. My work computer is in meltdown and I'm busy rescuing files off the C: drive in preparation for a "saucer separation" Monday.
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Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Here's a site that is offering a very inexpensive e-book for a series of DIY projects resulting from the author's efforts to live simply:Comments
Simple Solar Homesteading - Home
Forget about mortgages and high utility bills! The author generates his own electricity on site with solar panels and a backup generator, and keeps himself warm with passive solar heating and a small propane heater. It should be a simple matter to fit a small woodstove into a cabin like this if your remote lot is wooded. Water comes from an artesian well and waste disposal is a solar composting toilet.
What a life! If only I could do the same. *wink*
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New ACORN Sting Video Out: Philadelphia Video Now UpComments
Hannah Giles and James O'Keefe have released another video of an ACORN sting operation--this time at their Philadelphia office.
No word yet on whether the much sought after Hannah Giles in a string bikini video has been released yet.
UPDATE: Little Miss Attila has Hannah Giles in a bikini, Hannah Giles in a skimpy skirt, and Hannah Giles in cutoff shorts.
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Tuesday, October 20, 2009
That's the name of the company and the website. They have an interactive calculator to help you determine the financial benefit (if any) to walking away from a house you cannot afford or sell.Comments
You Walk Away - Foreclosure Protection Plan and Kit, Mortgage Loan Modification, Foreclosure Assistance, Debt Consolidation, Credit Repair from Foreclosures
I am becoming weary at the prospects for finding a buyer and successfully negotiating the sale with the mortgage holders. The last time we had a buyer on the line, the banks balked at the price, although follow up by my realtor indicated they would be willing to accept the price. The buyer got cold feet and bailed.
Now we have not seen much interest, let alone a serious offer for many more weeks. My tentative plan is to push the price down in steps until we get another offer. If the banks refuse, then they will be dealing with me making "deed in lieu" demands. I mean hey, if they believe it to be worth so very much more than an actual buyer is willing to pay, let them have it at that value, right?
Labels: financial ponderings
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Monday, October 19, 2009
The Morons and Moronettes were having a 1970's party in one of the comment threads at Ace's place. I got this stuck in my head as a result.
Labels: art appreciation
posted by Desert Cat @ 5:30 PM | permalink
Ruling could undo thousands of foreclosures - BostonHerald.comComments
Market watchers add that the judge’s ruling affects far more than just foreclosed homeowners.
On the contrary Scofield, I see a huge silver lining here! If banks cannot market foreclosed properties due to their former shenanigans clouding the title, then that is a big block of houses that will not be able to weigh down the housing market! Sales of other existing non-foreclosed properties will be buoyed.
Heh heh. This gets betterer and betterer.
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Op-Ed: 60 Million Mortgages May Have Fatal Flaws | RISMediaComments
Note to Daisycat: There is no simple path yet laid out to exploit this flaw. Much has to be processed through the courts before case law becomes clear enough to proceed against a presumption of recordation fraud. No precedents have been set in Arizona yet. So don't get your hopes up.
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This weekend Daisycat asked me if I really believed that terrible times were just ahead, or if we would be spared and taken away before we suffered any of the consequences of such times, if they are really upon us.Comments
I told her that she is free to believe whatever she wants to believe.
For a good summary of just how extensive the financial and economic damage is, and how much more chaos is yet to come of it, James Wesley, Rawles has a very good summation of what we're looking at so far:
Twenty-Two Reasons Why this Recession is Different and Why it Will Endure.
Let me throw in a prediction here:
Within 18 months the Fed will find itself facing *simultaneous* consumer price inflation, probably in excess of 10% (I am tempted to go out on a limb and predict 15%+), and continuing asset and debt deflation.The Fed is currently fighting against the debt deflation death spiral and doing a shaky job of it so far. The continued pumping of massive amounts of new paper into the economy is resulting in a loss of confidence in the dollar, which will cause it to continue to lose value against other currencies. As this happens, the price of all imports, including petroleum, consumer products, and even many food products will begin to reflect this loss of value with higher prices. When it becomes more profitable to export food than to sell it domestically, food prices will skyrocket too. There will be no way to simultaneously manage both the inflationary and deflationary forces, except by the imposition of totalitarian economic controls. And this will signal the end, the last breath of the experiment that was America.
Update: What does it feel like to be me?
I am a passenger in a 747 jet and I have noticed out the windows that three of the four engines are either belching smoke or are on fire, and the plane is clearly losing altitude. Some of the other passengers are panicky, but the soothing voice of the Captain keeps telling us that everything is okay, that we are in for a soft landing. Don't panic, please take your seats, the flight attendants will be by to take your drink order shortly. I'm looking around in disbelief as most people are unconcerned, talking or reading or sleeping--believing the voice above their heads instead of the view out the windows. The flight attendants move down the aisles dispensing little plastic glasses of soda and packages of peanuts. I swallow hard and move to the back of the plane--way back in the tail section where plane crash survivors are usually found--and gather up pillows to stuff around myself in a vain hope that I may be spared the worst of the catastrophe when it hits. I make mental note of which compartment the fire extinguisher is located in.
I don't know whether we will land unscathed, have a controlled crash on relatively level terrain with casualties but some survivors, or whether we will nosedive into the earth at 800 miles per hour and vaporize in a flash of hot metal and flesh. I can't leave the plane. I can't change the course of events that are to come. All I can do is pray and take what minimal preparations I can think of to mitigate the damages, whatever occurs.
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Another thing I eschewed or outright missed from the 1970's. "Listen to Eno" was scrawled on desktops and school hallways, yet I had no access to it and knew not to what it pertained.Comments
Me likey. Edgy, trippy. Probably the forefather of the Ambient/Trance stuff I currently enjoy listening to once in a while, though the richness and depth of much of today's music in this genre outweighs it.
I should note that if you've never "been there, done that"*, this style of music is unlikely to make sense. If you have, it makes perfect sense and that funky, wierd world comes back to you.
**And no, that *still* does not mean that. My experiences were temporally displaced (decades) from the cultural millieu that popularized them.
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Sunday, October 18, 2009
Last weekend after I picked up my tiller, I finally capitulated to the virus that was eating at me. I spent most of the rest of the weekend, including the Monday holiday plus a Tuesday sick day sleeping. I did fiddle with a few things when I could.Comments
I picked another big batch of cowpeas that were ripe. I did not shell these. Daisycat shelled some of them this weekend.
I finished hooking up the small gas furnace in the bedroom. I used it a couple of nights last week before the weather turned too warm to need it at night.
I hung a full-length mirror in the hall. Now I can admire my dashing, porcine figure whenever I want.
I started on wrapping the cold water supply line with insulation and plastic wrap.
A-and I started treating the bed of my garden cart with wood hardener before I ran out.
Not bad for being sick. But it was five days. Much more *should* have been accomplished in such a timeframe had I been healthy.
This weekend the indomitable, obstreperous Daisycat joined me for a portion of the weekend. She fiddled with the turtles--fed them worms, shelled some beans, and left posthaste Sunday morning. Always a bracing encounter, to be sure.
I finished treating the garden cart with wood hardener. I continued wrapping the cold water pipe until I ran out of materials.
I got more progress filling my railroad timber-leveled workshop area and entrance path. I've been taking dirt from downstream of the culvert outlet, creating a deeper swale in the process. I have a lot yet to go.
Charmay was conversing with me as I dug the swale.
I tilled a third bed--at least the first three inches of the pavement where the bed will go. I have decided I will challenge the lower layer of concrete another season. Since the seeds arrived Saturday, I planted the three beds to their winter cover crops. First I parceled out the correct amount of seed for the area to be planted, then coated the legumes with inoculant to help them do their job of fixing nitrogen into the soil from the air. That's Austrian Pea seeds on the plate, and Lana Woolly Vetch seed in the can. The rest goes into jars until I'm ready to plant it.
The first two beds got alternating rows of mixed Austrian Winter Peas and Wooly Vetch, and Daikon. The third bed got three rows of peas and vetch, and I sprinkled the Daikon seed together with some Nitro Persian Clover over the bed and raked the seed in.
Three down, six to go.
Labels: San Pedro homestead
posted by Desert Cat @ 9:03 PM | permalink
A couple weeks ago I made note of a link that suggests that potentially half of all mortgages may not be foreclosable.Comments
I found some additional information on this story, and how to begin the process of researching your own property. Document at the link:
Foreclosure Fraud - Guide to Looking up Public Records for Fraud
Update: Even better, this company will slog through the paper trail for you and give you an objective opinion regarding the degree to which the makers and purchasers of your mortgage complied with relevant federal and state law. It is up to you then, to take this information to an attorney for action.
Mortgage Fraud Investigations
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No, I am not.Comments
I own a Troy Bilt tiller. I own a Norway Cart, based on the design of the original Garden Way Cart. I own a patch of land way out in the country with some chickens on it and a couple of gardens. I have solar electric panels on the roof of my recycled house, and plans for solar heating, cooling and hot water facilities in the works. I'm working on building a "sustainable" future for myself and my family that is less dependent upon a petroleum-based economy.
But I am not a hippy.
It is about motivation and orientation.
There is a tremendous amount of overlap between the goals and aspirations of a Christian libertarian preparedness enthusiast and a hippy. But there are significant foundational philosophical differences. While the hippy eagerly looks forward to the collapse of capitalist society and tries to hasten it's arrival with political activism while orienting their lifestyle for post-capitalist tyranny, the preparedness enthusiast sees it as a grim inevitability and takes similar steps to protect himself and his own family from the harshest possibilities of the same future.
I say this because I am frequently made aware of the similarities as I go about many aspects of my planning. It alternately irks me and amuses me depending upon circumstance and mood. It is why I sometimes kick butt on idiot commenters who do not take the time to discern the difference (sorry DAve, but you deserved it).
And all of this to get around to a plug for one of my favorite hippy garden/farm supply companies:
Peaceful Valley Farm and Garden Supply. I bought several pounds of cover crop seed from these folks last week, and it arrived yesterday. Today I will be planting the first three beds I prepared with their winter crops. Photos to follow.
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Can't You SeeComments
Gonna take me a while to get my hackles back down.
God have mercy...
Update: live version (embeddable):
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Friday, October 16, 2009
Ah, the weekend (for me starts today)! I am back, in the country, and down three notches from the city pace.Comments
Well I'm-a runnin' down the road tryin' to loosen my load
I've got seven women on my mind
Four that want to own me, two that want to stone me
One since she's a friend of mine.
Take it easy, take it easy
Don't let the sound of your own wheels drive you crazy.
Lighten up while you still can
Don't even try to understand
Just find a place to take your stand.
And take it easy.
Well I'm-a standin' on a corner in Winslow Arizona,
I'm such a fine sight to see.
It's a girl, my lord, in a flatbed Ford
Slowin' down to take a look at me!
Well c'mon baby, don't say maybe.
I gotta know if your sweet love is gonna save me.
We may lose or we may win,
but we will never be here again
So open up, I'm climbin' in,
Take it easy.
Well I'm a-runnin down the road tryin' to loosen my load
Got a world of trouble on my mind.
Lookin' for a lover who won't blow my cover
She's so hard find.
I appreciate these songs much more today than I ever did back in the day. I was not into rock-n-roll as a kid. It was my sick phase where I purported to like country music instead (mostly because it was virtually the *only* alternative to be found on the radio). I also liked classical music, which I still do like to a degree. But the old rock and roll of the 70's was everywhere. The bus I rode had it on the radio station we listened to every day, so they seeped into my psyche, and now thirty plus years later they rattle around and come out and give me a little lift on a weekend morning.
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Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Amidst all of the yakkety yak about "gay marriage", it may help to read a refresher on just what the marriage contract is supposed to be about (but no longer has been for at least the last thirty odd years).Comments
(Modern) Marriage is Fraud
This is one of the most cogent expositions on what the original meaning and purpose of the marriage contract is (at least from a secular perspective), and what it has done for the cause of civilization.
Go click, read, then come back and tell me just how a legal contract called "gay marriage" has any relevance whatsoever within the framework of this historical perspective.
I suspect most if not all of those who deride the defenders of "traditional marriage" have not the foggiest clue of what it is they are deriding. I also suspect a majority of said defenders of "traditional marriage" also do not have a clear idea of what it is they purport to defend, given how thoroughly feminist indoctrination has saturated the culture. "Traditional marriage" no longer exists in this country.
For my part I understand better why Vox maintains that this interlude of "feminist enlightenment" is merely a phase between classic liberal civilization past and the barbarian, totalitarian culture to come. It is itself one of the chief causative factors in the transition into darkness.
Update: Related, and disturbing.
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Sunday, October 11, 2009Comments
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Friday, October 09, 2009
I bought a horse today. A Troy-Bilt Horse!Comments
One hundred miles of back road--seventy of which was washboard dirt, stood between me and this purchase, but I had a "canary"-eatin' grin on my face the whole way home.
The seller was asking $650, which was a ganga deal to start with. But the battery was dead. It started fine with the pull rope and everything else seemed to be pretty much in order. So we settled on $550.
Now you have to know what this is: a Troy-Bilt Horse retailed for over $1600 thirty years ago when my parents bought theirs. Inflation between here and there would have pumped that up considerably in present dollars. This machine could easily be fifteen to twenty years old, but has gobs of life left in it. The seller was as happy to see the five-fifty in his hand as I was to have a Troy-Bilt freakin' Horse on my trailer in exchange!
One weakness that every single Troy-Bilt constructed after they stopped using solid rod for the drive control lever has, is at the first bend in the shaft. It has a tendency to bend and eventually break there. This one showed signs that it would eventually go there, so my first order of business was fabricating a support bracket out of perforated stock. This modification will be good now for the life of the tiller.
A few shots of grease on strategic slidey parts, and an adjustment to the belt tension setting, and I was off!
Any gardener worth his/her salt ought to get a tingle up her tender parts at a sight as beautiful as this:
I'm so thrilled I could pee!
(Wait, is that too much information...?)
I also want to publically acknowledge my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ for his hand in orchestrating this purchase. At risk of sounding like a nutcase to those who don't believe I will not go into the details, save to say that the sequence of events and the specific leadings that I followed leave no doubt in my mind of His sovereignty at work.
Update: Oh heck, those of you inclined to think me a nutcase already do, so here goes: I was set to purchase a Husqvarna 700DRT rear tine tiller this month for $850 from a local Husqvarna dealer. It would have been a decent "mid-range" tiller that represented a compromise between what I wanted and what I could afford. What I would have loved is a medium horsepower BCS tiller, but those run $3500+ for a basic setup. What I wanted more practically, was a good used Troy-Bilt, because I know the older ones are solidly built and the right one would be affordable. I kept my eyes on Craigslist but rarely saw any tillers for sale.
I examined my budget a couple of weeks ago. I have property taxes due later this month and my funds were tight. Nevertheless it looked like I would be able to cover my obligations and still purchase the tiller at the start of the month. But I had a "check" on that plan, and decided I needed to delay the tiller purchase until the end of the month instead. ("Check"--a sense in my innards not to do something--often I associate this with a directive from the Lord.) Husquvarna purchase delayed--funny how that worked out...
So instead of buying a tiller, I wrote out the checks to pay for the property taxes and put them on the fridge because I didn't have a stamp to mail them off. I thought about paying online, but I felt a "check" again, and didn't. And I never got around to buying stamps any time in the last couple of weeks. Funny how that worked out...
Then I looked on Craigslist last week and Lo! The tiller I wanted, and for a very competitive price! I saw it three days after it was listed in Craigslist. Usually the ganga deals are long gone by then. But the owner had been out of town and when he finally got back to me, it was still available. Funny how that worked out...
Today was the first time I was able to go look at it, and it happened to be the first day this week that he was home to show it. Funny how that worked out...
I had decided that if and only if it was in running condition would I buy it, no matter how low I could bargain it down for defects. Everything was in order except the battery, which shaved a nice $100 off the price. And now it's mine. Praise. The. Lord!
Labels: San Pedro homestead
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Wednesday, October 07, 2009
Just one more reason for me to close my JP Morgan Chase account. According to this insider, Washington Mutual was taken down deliberately by insider trading and illegal market manipulation, headed by JP Morgan.Comments
The Biggest Banking Heist in World History: Washington Mutual
Update: More on a related topic here--Banks 1, America 0
The "save the banks" crew continues to peddle a seriously misleading story, mostly without challenge. They tell us that we had no choice. If we didn't give the banks trillions of dollars in their hour of desperate need, then the situation would be even worse.Yes, you should be angry. Very angry.
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"Systemic Failure Approaches" by Jim Willie, CB, FSU Editorial 10/01/2009Comments
There's your "Hope and Change".
No, don't go blaming Boosh. Even if it was his doing, your savior has been doing everything he can to do More Faster than his predecessor. He could have stood astride this track shouting "STOP!", but instead he hired the same Wall Street cabal types to populate his own Administration and continue the fatal poisoning of the well.
We are doomed. Make your preparations now, while they are still fiddling around covering their tracks and extracting the last wealth possible out of our failing nation. We're about to give Zimbabwe and Nigeria a run for their money as the worst third-world hellhole.
And by preparations, I probably mean more your spiritual preparations than physical--preparations to lose everything in this world but the one thing that matters both here and beyond.
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I go looky Friday!Comments
Troy-bilt Work Horse Tiller
Yeah. I used one very similar to this when I was a kid growing an acre of pickles for market. Mom and Dad sold it before they moved to AZ. I'm not exactly looking forward to digging the rest of those beds with the mattock as I did the first one...
Labels: San Pedro homestead
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Tuesday, October 06, 2009
Having trouble getting your short sale approved? This may be why: Is The FDIC Killing Short Sales? : HousingStorm.comComments
Labels: financial ponderings
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Waking up to discover the mortgage market was a giant criminal enterprise: Matt TaibbiComments
Landmark Decision: Massive Relief for Homeowners and Trouble for the Banks
At least in Kansas as of a recent Kansas Supreme Court ruling. As the article states, courts in other states are certain to take note of this development...
I'll certainly be watching this development with a keen eye.
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Heed this! Many swine flu deaths linked with second infection.Comments
When I had what I believe was H1N1 in June, it was not the primary flu virus that caused me the most distress, it was the secondary bacterial infection that got into my throat and lungs that knocked me flat for most of the month. I am still, three months later, hacking up phlegm on occasion.
Be especially vigilant for signs of secondary infection and don't be easily dismissed by health care workers who may overlook the signs of secondary infection. If you've got white pustules in your throat, if you're discharging green or yellow snot or phlegm, if your fever does not break after 3-4 days, go *back* to the clinic and point out these symptoms and ask specifically if you may have a secondary bacterial infection. You will need an antibiotic to effectively fight it.
Take heed from that article: H1N1 and MRSA is a deadly combination!
Labels: health and lifestyle
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I want to point to this article at survivalblog.com to help those of my readers who are staring at this mountain called prepping and wondering if any of it is possible for them:Comments
Is Prepping an Insurmountable Task?--The Beginner's Primer, by Gary T.--SurvivalBlog.com
To summarize: it is not insurmountable. The key is taking individual steps toward preparing for the most likely disasters in the short term and gradually working up to being prepared to face the less likely but more calamitous "worst case scenarios".
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Saturday, October 03, 2009
This weekend is foreshortened by my need to drive Miss Daisy to knee surgery Monday. I will be heading into town Sunday afternoon. I wish I could point to the great progress I made with the time I had, but alas I was much distracted by interpersonal issues that had the effect of sapping my will to go on.Comments
The main project was the installation of a small wall furnace in my bedroom. It has been getting cold enough some nights to warrant heat by morning, but I am loath to fire up the whole house furnace when all I need is for one room to stay comfortable. And my experience has taught me that relying on electric heaters for spot warming never pays off. It bumps up the electric bill without materially reducing the gas bill.
So my old travel trailer converted to storage building had a small wall furnace of 11,000 BTU capacity, and it was never going to be used there anymore. I pulled it out, cut the flue and vents to the new correct length and installed it through the wall of my bedroom.
I didn't finish the gas hookup yet. That will be another weekend. I was hoping to have it up and running for this coming week, but that is not to be so.
The cowpea cover crop has gotten into full-speed production of pods and seeds. I wandered in there on Friday and came out with a shirt front bulging with ripe pods.
I was just going to stuff them in the can and leave them to shell another time. But there were too many to fit the can so I started shelling some. And then some more. And some more. I ended up shelling all the pods that were dry enough to shell. There are a handful that will need a few more days of drying.
That jar is seed for next summer's cover crop, and there is much more to come!
Here comes a product endorsement. The ten miles of dirt road that lead to my farm are exceptionally hard on tires. Not that the road is so rough, but that it seems to be strewn with hardware of various sorts. I believe it was three flats I had to repair when I was driving Doozey down here, and now since I've been driving Mitzi, I think I've either changed tires due to a flat or done a repair in situ at least five times. This is hardware picked off the road at high speed (*not* at low speed in my parking area--contra Daisycat's assertion).
Take a look at this: a nail penetrated my tread almost a week ago. I have been driving with this hardware embedded in the tire for that long. No, the tire did not lose noticeable air pressure that entire time. How?
After the first couple of flats I've been putting this product in each tire. It works like a charm!
Slime! It is the real deal. It works as advertised.
Here is the nail, pulled out finally after riding around with me for about 500 miles.
I did the standard tire plug repair--rout out the hole with the router tool:
Put the plug on the plug inserter:
The repair kit comes with a tube of rubber cement. It is good for the first repair and then it promptly hardens in the tube. So I use some Plumber's Goop instead. This is also an amazing product--the whole Goop line is, really.
Plunge in the plug...
...then yank out the inserter, leaving the plug behind.
I added some more slime for good measure:
Buy it here:
It also comes in sizes suitable for bicycle tires, truck tires, wheelbarrow tires, etc.
Roscoe has made a determined decision to remain an outdoor cat through this late summer and early fall. He will not hear of coming indoors! I don't blame him. This is kitty paradise.
The first frosty nights may well change his mind however.
Are these not a gorgeous bunch! That's Rumsefeld (foreground left), Clyde (right), and Thomas (back):
Labels: San Pedro homestead
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Thursday, October 01, 2009
...I have a treat for you--this is a video compilation of clips of Hannah from the sting videos and also her recent television interview:Comments
Yea baby, she's got it!
Pour a bucket of ice water on me now...
Update: Here is the Hannah Giles interview video.
Labels: Hannah Giles bikini
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