I didn’t even get to finish my coffee yesterday before I had to start doing a bunch of shit.

The Wifely Unit and her 2 boys took off for Seattle early this morning to go watch the Deahawks play. Her youngest, The Kid, brought over the new to him Kia Soul I worked on a couple weeks ago and I replaced some funky battery terminal for him and put a couple 0three different affitives in his fresh oil to see if it can get a slight oil burning problem under control. We’ll see of it helped any when they get back because it’s a long ways from hereto Seattle and Back.

Then I went to pick up Jesse who is a good twenty minutes away but he didn’t have his phone on him and had taken off to the store with his girlfriend. So I went from there to the dump, another twenty minutes away and back to get him and then back here. We screwed around and were headed to the gun range but on the way saw this and had to take a detour.

Holy Mother Of God were they not kidding.

At least an acre and sixty years worth of collecting. I have never seen so many weed Whackers in one place in my entire life and that was just one item. Hit and Miss Engines, Old Tools, Motorcycles, cars, Old Machinery, if you can imagine it, it was there, in quantity. Unfortunately, the people running the sale are wanting Stupid Money for EVERYTHING.

I did grab a small, portable air compressor for 20 bucks and there is an antique vertical Band Saw I made an offer on I may go back and look at again today but other than that, I’m not paying HALF the money they were asking for JUNK!

After that side quest, we did finally manage to get to the range and after a bunch of registering and bullshit I finally got to pop the Cherries on the 2 pistols I bought recently and an AR-15 I built.

Since everything was running Open Sights, I didn’t run them very far down the range so my elevation was off but I did have decent grouping. Decent for me as the last time I went shooting was at least 7 or 8 years ago and I can’t see for shit anymore.

I didn’t get home until about 7:30 and by then I was exhausted from running around all day. I got up early this morning because The Wifely Unit told me I had a birthday party to go to for a 4 year old cousin. So I grabbed a gift and headed up there only to be greeted by an empty parking lot. I made a phone call, was informed the party is NEXT weekend, let out a string of curses and came back home to have some breakfast. Now that nobody is here wanting me to do shit, I have a laundry list of shit I want to get done out in the garage.

No rest for the wicked eh?

I’m starting ti think I was Gehngis Kahn in a previous life.