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Sourdough

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So here I was sitting quietly, reflecting on the large gap between what preppers anticipate over the next 36 months and guess what exploded out of nowhere in my head.....???
 
That was a great movie. On a very similar note not sure when but probably 100 years ago funeral directors would go to the house to pick up bodies of the deceased. One came to my great grandfather's house by mistake. They had the wrong address. The funeral director knocks on the door and my great grandfather answers. The funeral director says "I'm here to pick up the body." My great grandfather says "I'm not ready yet."

True story!!
 
Disease and infections. It will kill most who survive the hunger and man’s inhumanity.
 
... funeral directors would go to the house to pick up bodies of the deceased. One came to my great grandfather's house by mistake. They had the wrong address.
I once was on a fire suppression team at work. We had "fire crews", responsible for getting the factory cleared during a fire, and we had our team who were trained by the local fire department. One day we were going for training under the local city fire departments instruction and watchful eyes. We were going to burn down an old house. You light it, let it get going real good, almost put it out, let it get engulfed again, almost put it out, repeat, repeat, repeat.

Anyway, we drove up to this old house, got out of the truck, started putting on our protective gear, and tis elderly lady walked out. She asked what we were doing. We told her we were there to burn the place down. Her eyes grew the size of dinner plates and she said, "To hell you are!"

That's when we realized we were at the wrong address. Oops!

Here we are at the CORRECT address. Not only did we get to burn down the house, we got to burn down the barn and other outbuildings. We had just lit the barn, and were waiting for it to get going good before going in to put it (almost) out.

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That was a great movie. On a very similar note not sure when but probably 100 years ago funeral directors would go to the house to pick up bodies of the deceased. One came to my great grandfather's house by mistake. They had the wrong address. The funeral director knocks on the door and my great grandfather answers. The funeral director says "I'm here to pick up the body." My great grandfather says "I'm not ready yet."

True story!!
They still do. My brother died at home (under hospice care) and the funeral home came to pick him up.
 
Sheeeee-it, I'd refuse, I don't want some stiff in the back seat or the trunk of 'The Mighty Camry'---that 20-year-old POS would be HAUNTED in no time, BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! The only person who would accept a ride in the shotgun seat would be Magus, and HE's too far away to even make the seat, lol. I damned sure ain't drivin' clear to north Georgia to let Magus go for a cruise in the Camry... I gots Biden Economics & heller fuel costs to consider, YA KNOW? Alright, I'm off to post some BAD@$$ PICS of today's motorcycle ride, AYE??? 😲

Somehow this post reminds me: one time many years ago, a bunch of us skaters, surfers, BMXers, dirt bikers, rice rocket riders, technical rock climbers & mountaineers, ETC., were discussing the relative merits of driving an old HEARSE as a surf rig, technical rock climbing rig, simple remote camping on BLM land rig, WHATEVER. In the past, surfers & other outdoor types have turned old HEARSES into... well... RECREATIONAL VEHICLES, BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Damn, sometimes I slay myself! Lol. OK, where was I? 🤔

Oh, yeah, this burly strappin' framing carpenter we knew (also an excellent dirt biker, Z1R rice rocket rider, etc) was with us, the guy's one of the best all-around riders I've ever met or known... something like 6'4" and a rangy 230 or 240 lbs., no visible fat, lol, just bulletproof bone & muscle and whatnot. Not the kinda guy ya wanna p!$$ off, unless you actually LIKE havin' yer head beaten down... might be a few body blows in there as well, lol. He was quick too, not muscle-bound like some WWF wrestler ripped on 'roids... just know that he was & still is a scrappy dude, good to have on YOUR side, lol. 😒

Well, this burly guy said: "F#%, I wouldn't want some old HEARSE for transpo, after all those CORPSES had been in there? That'd give me the WILLIES!!!" 😳

It was kinda funny, this bulletproof scrapper (and also a good shot with a firearm, lol) acting totally AFRAID to spend the night sleeping in the back of a HEARSE parked on the beach, lol. A deserted beach in Baja, nobody else around, lol. This guy could not only beat down a large percentage of our population, he could THEN part your hair or clip your earlobes just to remind you not to bother him again, lol. Anyway, I thought it was pretty funny, the guy scared of the hearse and all... but maybe he has a point! Maybe heaps o' ghosts will visit ya in the hearse "sleeper!" BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Damn. 😎
 
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