Well, the technology front gets shadier and shadier the deeper we get, but what do you know, I've got some dial-up internet. Yeah, says a lot about my privilege when I am shocked that dial-up still exists.
So far we're doing all right. Lots of late night Rummy games and building of a sweet backgammon board. We take our car Gerald for drives that even stun our Mitsubishi motor vehicle. We've built a deck and awning, ran irrigation, weeded inside hot-houses, and castrated sheep. There's something so sinister about attaching a rubberband to a lamb's testes, but yet, so satisfactory... maybe that's the sinister part. We're currently in Opotiki, but are about to enter Hell's Gate in Rotorua. Then to Wellington via Taupo and off to the south island for a 5 week stint of breath-taking adventures.
We're teaching ourselves how to bone carve; a most vomit-inducing adventure. The bones need cleaning, then soaking, then cleaning, then soaking, then cleaning, then drying, then carving. Needless to say, it takes a butt-load of time to prepare just to struggle with the carving part.
Oh, and I now have a Mullet... I'm my own worst enemy.
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