Care packages!

First, the gelsock final report…

And the very fine final count is …

Which is a number 50% higher than my fondest, most unrealistic hope. I nursed 10 or 12 of these along for over two years. Since I plan to live forever 32 is not a lifetime supply, but it will definitely remove the anxiety from my getting dressed process for quite some time to come. Thank you all so much.

Uh…since these just showed up in a shopping bag I have no way of telling who sent what. But given the copious supply, my answer to those of you who have emailed to ask if the ones you ordered arrived…Yeah. I think so.

Landlady was called away for several weeks on family stuff so I got a whole bunch of Big Brother-related material all at once. Remember the 40-year-old Mountain House taste tests?


100_0079 Five cases, 30 cans. Since these have already been waiting for the end of the world (or at least a catastrophically terrible hurricane) since at least 1980 I’m not keeping them for a rainy day. I’ll slowly use them up for quicky lunches and such.

There were two of what have become Big Brother’s monthly care packages, including goodies for LB…

Canned goods, snacks, doggy treats, books, and also a bit of cash, most of which I’m saving for building expenses but some of which I promptly ran out and spent…

I was wishing for a square shovel just the other day while cleaning up the packrat mess from under the woodshed, but a decent one costs $27 at the local hardware and I can always find better uses for that much money. But today I figured, I’m a big boy and I can own two shovels if I want to.

I also scored a better Official TUAK Camera, while it lasts…

Unfortunately this gift is a bit sad. Big Brother had a friend named Henry whom I remember from way back when. They were ham radio buddies when young, renewed their friendship after BB got out of the navy, and stayed close from then to just recently. Henry was a really nice guy whom I always liked though with the age difference we were never close. But as BB said, “You get to a certain age, you start attending a lot of funerals.” When Henry died BB found to his surprise that he was the estate executor, which meant that a) he had to deal with the crazy relatives, and b) I ended up with a sweet – if doomed – blog camera.

And also I’m no longer out of gasoline, but that would have happened anyway. 🙂

Thank you all! You keep an old freeloader going.

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4 Responses to Care packages!

  1. coloradohermit says:

    If it’s allowed to quote Big Brother, “F*cking awesome!”

  2. MamaLiberty says:

    Congratulations on the super haul, my friend. But why is the camera doomed?

  3. Joel says:

    I’ve quite lost count of how many Official TUAK Cameras there have been. There doesn’t seem to be a permanent way to protect the ones with mechanical zoom lenses from the dirt and dust no matter how I try. And even for the no-zoom point’n’shoots, something will eventually come along and kill them. The last good camera I had, I just fumbled it onto a concrete floor one day.

  4. MamaLiberty says:

    Oh! That way. LOL I do understand. The last really good camera I had died a horrible sizzling death when I dropped it off the back deck into a deep snow bank with the power on and the lens extended. The one I have now will eventually meet a serious doom too… it eats batteries like kids eat popcorn, and so I never have the batteries IN it when I want to take a picture. The result, of course, is that I still replace the batteries too often, and take far too few pictures. sigh I’m not sure I’ll ever buy another one – unless someone invents batteries that don’t die. I know, I know… I’m asking too much.

To the stake with the heretic!