Feeling pretty good?

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Yes.  A bit weary, but all in a good way.  Hungry, just not hungry enough to work for it.  It's getting later, so I'd best get a shower taken before it gets too late.  I need to dry off first, and cool off.  Strangely, I am quite warm.  Have been for days.  With the furnace set to 72, and the heat in this front room off, it is still 72 up here.

And, with wool socks, and the base layer socks, plus shoes on, and efforts through the day, my feet are too hot.  I untied them, as I was resting and looking around online.  Hoping that would be enough to help them cool.  It helped some, but... no... should have taken them off and gotten into something cooler.  Will.

More things.

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Laundry switched over, given a spin.  Fresh put in.  More to do, soon.  A shower taken, as well.  And dressed, more warmly, if still cold.  I'll try to get more done yet today.  Would like to finish washing blankets in the next few days.

I took a peak outdoors.  It is ten F, so, yes, okay, cold.  It settles in, and around.  Even with the furnace up, it just doesn't warm.

Twelve hours down.

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I remember when I suggested I felt like I had been in a fight, or accident, a few days or weeks ago.  Things have changed.  After being in the motorcycle accident, I realized what fresh pain feels like.  And... that is what I felt, and what I feel today.  As if I had been in a serious fight, or accident.

My arms hurt, as if bruising.  When I go to stand, I have to do it in states, usually just two, but sometimes there is a kink in the muscles, so that it takes three stages.  Being beat by a two by four, thrown from a bike, or falling off a horse, can all do that sort of thing.  And... it feels fresher than I thought.  I just don't... feel the fullness of pain, fully consciously.  Maybe never did?  Maybe used to, but now my body isn't awake, or well enough, or have the proper nerve function, in order to feel the fullness of pain?  I can be certain, only that this feels fresh, now that I have sampled fresh pain recently enough to compare.

So very strange.

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Cold.  At 63 indoors, in the main of the house?  That's... beyond cool.  I had to, finally, check the temperature outside.  Oh, maybe an hour ago now?  But things seem stable, at the indoor temps.  The outdoors read 31.  Wow.  Being Jun 18, and to drop below freezing?  That's... different.  I did sort of suggest it.  I just don't always believe.  When I play a certain song, it's... what I mean.  Even when I don't believe, or otherwise say.  Why?  Because it seems so silly to predict cold, right as it is hitting 90.  *grins*  I guess... you never can tell?

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Some things popped, seemed to... be responses?  You decide.  As with the weather, I can't ever be certain, if I can see and say?  Show?

Laughing.

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At... whom?  Myself, you, us, them?  With?  Or at?

Why... yes!

Why!?!

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Doing what I can.  Getting nowhere for it?  Or so.  Ah, but I did just go up on heart medicine.  I am healed, mostly, save the old wound.  And a bit of that hip bruise, some scab remaining on the knee... both roadrash areas, and slight ankle impingement?  Or such.  Still, I'm in excellent shape, technically, by recent/local variability.

But it really is still cool, cold even, out there.  I turned the heat up today, but it's just not enough.  So sleepy!  Not enough to nap, but enough to be annoyed with life in general.  Runny nose too, which might actually be a sign of another part of the problem, allergies?  I've usually not had pollen reactions, but the last few springs... I think so?  Hmm, may have to see if there is something to take for that, that works with my particular issues?  Yes, maybe... if, when, I can get out.  Going through tissue like there is no tomorrow.

Oil, cabin air, and enginer air filters...

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Checked, cleaned, changed, as needed.  Oh, oil filter too, of course.  Done.  All good.  Then a meal, after.  The Black Pearl, a decent oriental shop... some Chinese?  Defenitely Tai, and Japanese, including sashimi... if that isn't exactly my thing.  I did try that the first time.  It wasn't as much damage as I feared.  Though, the cost of changing the oil, oil filter, and air filters on my own was far less than the meal and raw costs combined.

Thinking about it, changing just the oil and filter on my own saved me more than the costs of doing it, and the meal, by a forty spot.  Toss in the filters, and... Probably another hundred, hundred and fifty, with parts (which don't cost much).  I have a good shop, but they just can't beat doing it yourself.  They are paying guys $45 an hour, at least, and taking at least that much over the top, as well as charging parts and delivery, which... they don't pay, plus a huge markup.  No choicce.  And many people don't have that choice.  But... at least this time, I did.  

It... needed changed.  Yea.  Still, it worked well.  This summer, when it cools in the evening, I should be able to change it with my lift and jack stands.  Easily.  Though, to be honest, I only need to change it every few years.  Low mileage, pure synthetic oil, it does well.  Looked at the breaks.  They still seem good.  Never changed 'em, ride them worse than my mother!  Well built, I guess.  Tires have, 45 k on them.  And still have and inch and an half of tread?  An inch for sure.  Glad I didn't go with stock, now.  Sometimes it just... works out.  I ended up at Big O, without much choice.  Glad I did.  Should get them rotated and balanced before long though.

On the way back, I picked up a bunch of twelve packs of La Croix, in many flavors.  I have wanted to try them, and have a few flavors from last time I went shopping.  But they were on sale, at two 12 packs for $9.  They are still going for from $18 a 12 pack, as the cheapest I saw only in lime, on amazon.  Yea, they aren't able to sell them.  Unloading at other stores.  They aren't great, they just aren't bad, and better for me than soda, and a little bit of variation on regular carbonated waters.  I got enough to taste most flavors they make, and to last me months.  And at a quarter the price amazon is offering them.  Shipping, I get it, to a degree.  Especially now.  But, still.  No.  Now I am in the good.

I did get a shower before I got out.  Was running ten to fifteen minutes late.  But... all good.  It was a good day.  Got back by 13:00, I think.  Yes, now I can rest probably much of the rest of the week.  I need to get my dress slacks in to the dry cleaners.  But, other than that... and that can be done... whenever.  No mass this week, save this Saturday.  Just... too tired.  Can't probably even get the slacks out until next week, unless... something something forces me out?

I... need rest, boys and girls.  I have pushed so very hard.  Too hard.  Need a bit of a rest, days of it.  And to get back to the house and home things.  I did flip kefir last night, but haven't been able to drink it.  So, running into... problems.  I'll keep at it.  Probably only need three gallons of whole milk this week.

Would like to set up some more creme fraiche, and check on the mascarpone cheese.  Perhaps a few other such things.  Oh, make new fresh mayo, then use the blue cheese I got to make a batch of blue cheese dressing.  As well as a new batch of homemade ranch.  Love these little delights.  And, with kefir to add in, those dressings last a very long time, without all the chemicals.  Check!

What a wonderful day.  Though it is snowing in spits and leaps, from time to time.  It's a bit frightful out there.  Should it rain, we could have a mountain of snow flood our world.  Hoping for a nice, easy, run.  Oh... I did hear?  The snow pack feeding Lake Powel and Lake Mead?  It hasn't decreased.  That ISN'T drought, that is merely overusage of the same water sources as always.  Don't believe a thing they write.  Nothing.  Not these days.  Surprised the Catholic radio was allowed to go with that story.  Though, to be honest, the Catholic reporter was on the wrong side of the thing, it was the scientist he was speaking with who corrected him.  Check!

*grins*

Oh, my brother took a picture of his gift.  And thanked me.  Says it's just what was needed.  Dang kid.  Hmm... said something about birthdays coming up.  Will... have to get that data from him.  Try to... keep up, as I begin getting up, waking up, pushing through?  I... can try.  Later.

Supper should be excellent.

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Corned beef, new (small red) potatoes, carrots, celery, and mushrooms.  The corned beef is storebought, but it will do.  It was browned, in butter, before water was added.  Potatoes will go in fifteen minutes after the start.  Carrots another ten minutes along.  Then celery and mushrooms another fifteen minutes in.  Should be done in forty five minutes?  That's sort of the goal.

I'll try to get a few more things done.  Feeding Sassy in bits and pieces.  Plus giving her attention otherwise through the day.  Love the little lady.  And she usually likes me, mostly... a bit.  Pretty much like every female I have known.  *grins*  They are God's gift to us, and we to them, or... that was the rigging as the ship first sailed.  I... like the idea.

Oh, an arrangement has been made, for a flattop cut.  Next week... one of the days... at some hour or other.  So, yes, I am getting things arranged.  Spending a bit more than anticipated this month, but that is how it goes.

Ugh.  I'll keep at it.  Have more to do tomorrow, as well?  Yea.  I'll try to get a shower in yet tonight.  Not that it's necessary for what is to be done tomorrow, but... I'm... I try to be picky, righteous, clean.  I try.

I did reset the bed.  Forgot to do it over the weekend.  Have been pushing so very hard.  Too hard.  I lose track.  But I do my best, when and where I can remember to hit things.  Really pushing things, but so be it.

Dinner...

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The beef was good.  The squash was super, more so because it has been a very long time.  The chicken was terrible.  It might have been slightly overdone, but that wasn't the problem.  It was old, could taste it.  Horrible.  And, no.  I bought it just the other day, yesterday?  It was in the fridge one day, only out from the store to home.

That was terrible.  I didn't even finish my bite.  I don't think it's bad, just very very old.  It tastes like the meat was old.  But, do old chickens taste off, like that?  Was that the problem?  That was horrible.  Oh well.  I'll be tossing that chicken.  I'll look at the dates on the package.  And compare with the dates on the other chicken.  If it's similar, I may toss it all.

I'll be husking?, skinning?, the remaining squash.  Putting it in a ziploc.  And stowing it.  It was so very tasty.  I didn't even add much better, and was rather light with salt and pepper.  No brown sugar, of course.  Oh, and I didn't butter it while it was cooking.  I just let it do it's thing, for about an hour and fifteen to twenty minutes.  No, the meat wasn't in anywhere near that long, perhaps forty five minutes.  With all that was in there, the chicken shouldn't have been done.  But it read as near done, by temp.  And, given a few minutes to cool, it finished... by temp.  But, byeach.  The onion was only so-so.  But, it added something to the side.

As well, another glass of kefir.  I'm thinking of having even another.  But, that will be it for the day.  I'll see if I can have three glasses a day.  That would be really good.  I haven't been adding sweetener lately (liquid sucralose - has fewer carbs, by a higher risk to spike insulin... stupid... things).  I may have that in this next run.  And, if I am really back on top of kefir, I will begin making a smoothie every day or other or third day.  As well, I'd like to try to make overnight chia/kefir, and sometimes add oatmeal.  Let it... meld... overnight.  Maybe even warm it in the morning, but not actually make it hot.  I'm thinking of getting a double boiler for that.  I want it warm, I don't want to kill the kefir.  Hmm, may I have a glass or steel bowl that will fit one of my small pots?

Yea, food.  Even as an old guy, food and sex are the two things on my mind.  I've given up sex, so... food it is.  And, yet, even there, I am doing my best to eat most correctly.  To my understanding, within my ability to do so.  And, really, I do pretty good.  I have to push, and pull, and stumble, and fall even.  But, generally, I do fairly well.

Back to gaming, I guess.  And some kefir.  I really do love that stuff.  Later.

I wonder if you realize something?

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Some take things a bit more serious than they should.  Of course, some scenes are written in such a way as to... hide the tracks.  Or to be taken so seriously, that the connection to it's parady, parallel, perpendicular? isn't easily discerned.  I saw it immediately.  But, if you think about it?  You see.  Or... maybe not.  I'll... show them, that may help.

This scene is revenge.  Not... regarding the characters, within the show.  It is a doubling of the intensity of the scene it seems to hate, and a reversing of the end-game.  This is revenge upon another scene in a different movie.  You... did realize?  Or... maybe not.

The scene?

Some more music.

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Populated my screen, they did.  Some from other things, others from... memories and thoughts.  I do enjoy when things show, things I appreciate.

Somebody, it seems, wanted the lyrics on screen, plus a visually interesting video for the song I played recently.  They did well, by my grading schedule, so I thought to share it.

A few chuckles.

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Not much else, so far.  A bit of research on some things.  And... some realizations, learning.  Odd how the world is, sometimes.

The first thing I was looking into, was adapters for metric ratchets.  I was sure there had to be some.  There are for SAE, from 1/4" to 3/8" to 1/2", and between.  But... I... wasn't finding them.  I have mostly used SAE, so am not terribly familiar with metric tools, if I do have them.  On and on I looked.  Until...

Yes, I did laugh.  Metric sockets use SAE ratchets!  Okay.  And, really, I should have known that.  But, time, and lack of use, and memory... things fade, get lost.  But, fine, at least I now know that.  And, the SAE adapters will be sufficient.  As I consider a bike, there are some tools I want to obtain.  A few holes in my equipment, tools, else.  I can't fill every hole, and I won't.  Some things I just don't, won't do.  Something I will.  Other things I may ease into, like, maybe, changing tires.  Still not sure if tubed or tubeless is best, but it won't matter.  My initial configuration would be the way of it, until it was time to change tires, at least.

I did have to laugh.  Why not enjoy learning.  Ignorance isn't a disgrace, it is a beginning.  And, so, I started.  One down, a billion, trillion, gazillion, and more things yet to learn, understand, understand in new or peculiar facets.  I had to laugh about the next one, as well.

I purchase tire air chucks, self capturing.  So I don't have to screw the compressor on, every time I wish to fill or top off a tire.  Something more for bikes, but would be nice for the Xterra, when it is time to fill those, or even check them.  So, I tore open the package, grabbed my cordless compressor, and... started in at it.

I couldn't figure it out.  I thought I was supposed to take off the old one, and that this new device would screw into some part.  But... the gnarled threader would simply not come off.  Oh... I could get it off!  But, should I?  Tinkered, thought, looked for crevices which might indicate a way to removed the piece.  Nothing.

So... I went looking.  On y.t.  I couldn't find anything, for my first half dozen queries.  And, really, didn't find anything, directly.  But... did find something about a different type of chuck, on a different brand of compressor, so... watched it.  Hahahaha!  I... didn't have to take anything off.  All I had to do was screw the new piece right to the original gnarled twist on part, and done!  So... yes.  I... did figure it out.

Oh, and while on y.t., I saw a vid which... caught my eager eyed attention.  It's... been a while.  Lord knows, I... I look, think, remember.  But, it brought something else to mind.  Castle Anthrax, and the first time I saw this scene, and much I have thought about it then and since, watching again and just... from time to time.  Oh, yes, a bit of peril.  God knows I wouldn't mind, at all.  But the... rules have changed.  Still...

Just not getting anywhere.

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I don't think I got the dishes set to wash, from yesterday.  Which... is fine.  I am making soup, currently.  After that, and eating, I'll set up what was sullied yesterday and today.  As well, I may hit the shower.  Nothing fancy, but a little cleanliness is wonderful.  After that?  Before that, actually, I'll get the sprinklers set up, and ready to roll tonight... whenever I end up getting up.

But, after the sprinklers being arranged, dinner, dishes set up, a shower, and some air drying, I'll go on up and sleep for... however long.

I just shut the house up.  The front door was closed earlier.  A parade... a local event.  Statewide, actually.  If I had a place to watch, where I would be difficult to see, I might well watch.  I enjoy such events.  Have since I was a child.  And, I might even know some of the folks involved.  Though enjoying does not always require such, it adds to it.

It was 85 out there, moments ago.  It is in the higher 70s to 80 in on the machine.  Upstairs and down.  Though, with the ac back on, and the upstairs shut down, it should cool a bit, especially with it being partly cloudy in such a way that the sun doesn't seem to be at a full shine.  That could change in a heartbeat, and it could get really hot, really fast.  Or, cloud up even more and pour.  It really isn't the right month for that, but that has already been set aside, in a number of ways.  Seasons aren't seasons anymore, and at least up this way, hot isn't what it used to be.

Oh, even 85 would get to me, over time.  So, just because it isn't in the high 90s and low 100s doesn't mean it won't take me out at the knees.  And, it's been 93 to 97 the last few days anyway, which really is getting to me.  That I am doing anything, and trying to regain days... doing so to some degree, from time to time.  It's... something.  I am doing well, I just have limits.

Not sure if it will be a nap, or a full sleep, when I do get up there though.  Not... worried, about it all, either.  It'll be what it is.  I do my best.  I don't worry about the rest.  Later.  Or even later.  Or goodnight.

I haven't done much about the house.

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If only, or partly, because I got out.  A bill, partly paid, and some information gathered.  A stop at both banks, to engage in business.  The business was completed to satisfaction.  Got the vehicle through the cleaner.  Had a lunch.  Maybe not totally kosher, for keto, but close.  Got the shower in, earlier, and put the dishes in for a final soak.

So... not bad.  I wanted to do two more things, but it was hot.  Oh, and I was driving around with two propane tanks.  Wanted to exchange them.  They only had one, so I took it.  I'll change the other next time I am out.  Perhaps see if my store does that, has one.  That way I could shop and get the tank, or at least find another source.  Sometimes they close those types of things around 17:00.

I won't be doing much else, down here anyway, today.  Too hot, too tired.  It is 88 outside, at 30% humidity.  It is 79 at 40% humidity in the front room, if 76 in the main?  I think so.  I may go on upstairs, after resting just a bit while browsing a short while.  Maybe I can open up the other table.  to get the cutting mat and ironing mat situated, so I can more easily just cut things when I wish.

Oh, I... made a deal, at the place where I bought the machine.  They were going to offer me a 25% price cut, when I finish paying for the final device.  Which... is fine.  But... I just spent a bundle, and will be spending a bundle again.  So, asking me to double up is a bit rough.  She knows what I spent, thought about it for a second, then granted it.  I am hoping for just a ticket for that off.  Within a year or something.  I'll save up for a number of things.

I'd like to get enough for a quilt or two.  For practice.  Plus, various fabrics to practice the various threads and techniques.  Reading, watching, listening, might all help.  But until you put your hands into the guts of projects, and most likely make serious mistakes?  You won't learn.  I want to know as much as possible, as quickly as possible.  That will take a few hours at the machine every day.

Oh, I have stuff to practice with.  But very simple practice.  I don't have batting, backing, fill, stretch fabrics for t-shirts, enough of any material for a poplin short sleeved shirt, or dress long sleeve.  I am even thinking about a "pirate" shirt, maybe even, in part, by hand.  Linen, though, is... damnably expensive.

I had thought about buying at amazon.  But between quality issues, shipping issues, deliver issues, underselling, and else?  I... think I'll just pay a bit more, see what I am getting, and get the quality I want.  I get it.  It's brutal.  Fuel prices.  UPS and amazon are probably having to put their heads together, and squeeze every dime, nickel, penny even, out of everything.  But... if it is to that point, customers mean nothing.  I'll wait until they take care of the mess they installed.  I... think the millionaires are going to have to eat the billionaires, first.  But... that's possible.  Mustached Petes will... just have to be taught.  Or is it the other way around?  Perhaps it's the slower handed, less thieving, Mustached Petes who have to take it back from the young turks?  We'll see.

I did get a nice lot of things done.  Not everything, but... for the heat, and what else I have been doing, not... bad. Not bad at all.  And... I'm not done.  I've still got things to do today.  And I... will do what I can to get them done.  I thank God every time He seems to let me roll.  Slow or fast, up or down, I... like to work.  Good day.

Q&A

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The things people think, wonder.  It... really does show.  Or... I am laughing at the wind?  Who ever really knows.  One, for the most part, and at best, can only suspect.  Suspect, surmise, guess, figure.  As for me, I am a very suspicious sort?  Well, I certainly suspect a lot.

Is it a question, or an answer, though?  Who are you?  Is it, are you... so-and-so?  Or... you ARE so-and-so.  Though... who that may be is... anybody's guess.  Depends on who is thinking what, when they are thinking it, at any given moment.  The devil, an angel, nephilim, man, worse... which... also start with a "w", and is closer to devil, than man, in... more ways than one often enough.  *wink*

Interesting.

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Now, this guy is rigging these systems in a van.  Not... where I'd be doing it.  I'd have a lot more room to work.  That is, in a, say, 7' x 16' to 20' toy hauler or cargo trailer.  Still, if he can jam these things in a van, a trailer would be easy.  Mountings to hoses, wires, and else, would be terribly easy.  As well, I could get most of this up in the front, leaving the back end for hauling things, or for a minor vehicle or two... think bike and atv.  Yes, this... could work.  And, it is more recent.  With more modern tech.

Deja Vu

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Better or worse?  Stacked, or serial, not parallel?  Right.

June?

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The 13th?  Crazy.

I thought I heard the pitter-pat of rain.  But... thought... that couldn't be.  I dismissed it, until I couldn't.  More, I started shivering?  Was I tired, or... cold?  Finally, I shook myself out of lethargy, and went to look.  Raining.  Definitely raining.  And it dropped to 46 out there.  So, yes.  Okay.

Very strange.  Very, very, strange.  And, it's not just a drop, or three.  It hasn't stopped.  A solid rain, for the last half hour.  All good.  Really, at least for my notions.  I have to wonder how good this is for farms.  Though who knows.  Will have to wait and see.  Still, should have been dead dry a couple of weeks ago, and into the 90s and steadily by then, too.  Summer, as it has been known locally, will be very short this year.

As much as water is needed, though, not a bad thing.  If, as I have mentioned, I have great doubts about there being a drought here... just water thievery.  So... This water is more difficult to steal, if it slows growth?  Meh.  Oh well.

Finally.

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I did get a set of stairs in.  Tired, sleepy even, but... I'm going to try to keep at it.  Legs burn.  Just a touch.  But only near the end and for about a minute after.  All good.  The goal is to make them able to handle the sets without any problem.  Or... be able to do it without fuss.  But, more, to begin to be able to do more, and more, perhaps until stairs aren't any sort of problem at all?  Is that possible?  It's the goal.

I received the new tarps and walking poles.  I haven't done anything with the former, save remove from delivery packaging.  But the poles have been removed and sorted.  Then, stored back in the bag they came with, for when not in use.  With the bobbles and bits, used for various weather or ground conditions, it is good to have a bag.  So very much better than my old pair.  Cork handles, padded wicking wrist binds, a quick and sure adjustment tensioning system, and a bit more height.  Superior in every way, and as mentioned, at a third of the price.

The only negative is that they, at maximum height, just create a 90 degree angle at my elbow.  I don't have room for extra height going downhill.  Still... for now, and the price, they will do.

A shower.  Oh I do love those.  I was expecting to have to scrub and scrub and scrub.  It has... been a while.  Very strange, but... no scrubbing needed.  I did it anyway.  Washing my body three, four, maybe five times.  Washing my hair, over and over and a third or fourth time.  Conditioning, then washing and conditioning again.  It... wasn't necessary, save to my... emotional senses.  I... felt so unclean.  But, really, wasn't.  So very... strange.  It was, other than hair, as if I washed yesterday, and for the last week, daily.  Very strange.  Anyway... I am clean.

As well, the foot thing?  Turns out not to be a problem.  I thought it would burn, or that the flap would... be a loose piece of trouble.  But, no.  Not... so much.  Now to get to chores.

I had only had a fatted coffee, so far, today.  Testing blood sugar, it has risen to 155?  F#%@#34 jk$*2!n b*!!s)%t!  Fine.  I'll... I... just had sardines and keto crackers, a glass of water, and a dose of insulin.  Can hope that fixes it.  Not sure why it would go up.  Perhaps I used too much sweetener.  Still, a bit... annoying.

Pill medicine is in.  Sardines won't serve for a full meal, just a start at something.  I'm thinking beef and beans, or peas?  Thin slices, less than half an inch... closer to a quarter inch... by, say, four by two inches?  So, yea, not a lot.  But... it's good enough.  That and another fatted coffee, or maybe a fatted bouillon drink?  No sweetener to mess up with that.  Hmm... sure.

And... I think someone thinks... something.  Women are dirty.  Sure can be.

It's going.

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Dishes are getting a rinsing soak, save for the frying pans.  Only using one, but both have been dried and set for use... one in use.  Frying bacon cubes and now onions in with that.  Sure smells good, even just as is.  I am thinking about adding fresh veggies, too.  But I think that would just be too much.  The oven is turned on, heating up, and should be ready right in time.

I also thought about frying the veggies that I am using, in with the bacon and onions.  And... I may.  Just adding a very slight bit of color, and absorbing flavor.  Peas and beans, anyway.  I think I'll skip adding the spinach.  But that should be very well drained by now?  I'll check it, and work it a bit more, each time I stir the frying foods.

I may be at an end though.  I have done what I can.

I have hopes for tomorrow, and Sunday.  But, perhaps not as much as I had hoped.  Not everything I had planned for today, obviously, will be done.  And, it may not carry over until tomorrow.  Still, it's been a good day.  And, even then, it isn't necessarily completely over.  I may be yet able to put up the dried dishes, and dry and set out what is left.  As well, I may roast the chuck roast yet tonight.

I was a bit worried, so had some food for a snack... with blood sugar going down.  And, I have a bit of a headache, possibly from the quick drop in blood sugar, though maybe for the warmed temps.  It got pretty warm, 78 here by the machine.  Which... isn't horrible.  but compared to 64 most days until just today and yesterday?  Something like that... yes, it gets to me.

Blood sugar, just now, was 105.  So... I am good with that.  No need for fast acting insulin tonight, but I do have to hit the slow acting.  I am using that as my primary, trying to get it to do most of the heavy lifting.  And... it... might be doing it.  

I may even try to work with the tarp yet tonight.  Maybe.  Still, I'd like to be in bed by 20:00, if I'm not sure that is possible.  It will more likely be between 22:30 and midnight, if I get the roast going, get to dishes, and play with the tarp.  Ugh.  We will see.  Later.