Sunday Morning November 27, 2011 Musings

Old Sol’s finally recovering some dignity, getting some of the southern hemisphere melodrama behind him.  He’s spun around about 90 degrees and you can still see some of it lower right near the horizon.  But all-in-all he appears to be getting back to the business at hand. 

Nobody’s sure what the business at hand is, there’s a nice little solar breeze flowing out of that coronal-hole complex mid-south, leading us the way a hunter leads a goose he’s trying to shoot down.  It ought to reach us around the 29th of November.  Interesting stuff happening down at the south pole.  Remember where you heard it first.

I went up to turn out Kay’s chickens just before daybreak and kicked up a herd of about 20 wild turkeys, which we haven’t seen on this property in a goodly while.  But the country’s filled with hunters now, and there was some shooting not-too-far from the property lines yesterday.  They’re skittish critters and might have decided this side of the fences is safer, everything else being equal.

I swung into Kerrville yesterday to finally pick up that primer-bulb for the chainsaw and get chain and bar oil.  In the AutoZone store I noticed a couple of things I think might actually be worth buying as new tools after studying them a while.  One is a ratchet with 1/4 inch drive on one side and 3/8 inch drive on the other.  It has a comparatively short handle and a break just where the ratchet handle ends with a swivel on it to allow the handle to be bent allowing access to communistly personal space invaded places.

The other was a set of two box-end wrenches with ratcheting heads covering 8mm, 10mm, 12mm, 13mm, 14mm, 17mm, 18mm and 19mm.  If someone had told me yesterday morning I’d buy some new tools if I went to town they’d have lost intellectual standing in my eyes.

But looking at these I’m figuring I’m a pretty smart puppy.

Afterthought:  Jeanne found a discarded copy of Chancellorsville, by Edward J. Stackpole and sent it to me for my birthday.  I’m up to my elbows in it, finding it particularly interesting because the Stackpole generation of Civil War historians have such different perspectives about so many facets of what went on in that war.  He goes into loving detail about Hooker’s history, his behaviors throughout his career, his relationships with Lincoln and his various commanders and particularly with Burnside.  I’d never read that scandalous self-aggrandizing report he sent in about Antietam before now.  I’d also never encountered Grant’s “I consider Hooker a dangerous man,” appraisal of him. 

If I’d been driving my own truck I’d have had Chancellorsville propped up on the steering-wheel reading it on the drive to and from Kerrville, is how seductive I’m finding the tome.

Old Jules

21 responses to “Sunday Morning November 27, 2011 Musings

  1. Morning Jules, If you’re happy I’m happy. There have been a lot of innovations when it comes to tools cheap or not. I’ve been done purchasing tools but did buy a Harbor Freight 26lb aluminum floor jack that works real good. Should of had one when I was working. Cost 80 smacks and there won’t be anymore of that.

  2. Morning One Fly. Glad you came by. If I ever get my ‘new truck’ on the road and legal I’m thinking I might rebuild the engine on the 4-Runner, because after a third-of-a-million miles it’s needing it. Been figuring if I do that I’ll buy one of those engine stands of similar origin to the floor jack you’re talking about. Last time I rebuilt an engine it was a Volvo one and I had my first love affair with an engine stand, made a believer out of me. That dump truck up at Gale’s needs the engine pulled, too, because of a rod-bearing went Communist, and once an engine stand’s taking up space around here I might start to earn my keep around here by fixing it. Good seeing you. Hope all’s well in your life. Old Jules

  3. A flock of wild turkeys! They must be a fine sight. In my area we have a similar situation with pheasants during the shooting season.

    • Hi Snailquake. Thanks for the visit. If I had to choose between pheasants or turkeys I’d be hard pressed to decide. They’re both elegant enough to make a solid argument for themselves. Gracias, Jules

  4. There are no wild turkeys in Aylesbury, UK, sadly. Saw a programme recently about a guy who lived with them in the wild for a year and was totally moved by his affection for them and their incredibly character.
    Love the astronomy, nature, wrench, angle. Your blog is fast becoming one of the best little moments in my day. Thank Jules.

  5. Anon, I watched that, too! Amazing story. Hi Jules! Not sure how you found me, but I like you already and I’m looking forward to reading older posts.

  6. Really love where your blog is going, everywhere! Best place to be, won’t miss anything that way. Will make time to read your older posts. Thanks in advance.

  7. Hey Jules, saw you’d been by my place, so thought I’d stop by yours. Glad I did. I haven’t read Chancellorsville yet (my Civil War reading has been hijacked the past few years by books like Nurse & Spy — anecdotal books in the sense that they focus on bit players rather than a broader view) but sounds like it may be time to change that.

    • Shala: Thanks for the visit. I suppose reading runs in genre-cycles. Certainly does for me. Dadgummed shame we don’t live long enough to read them all, thinks I. Gracias, J

  8. First time visitor to your blog and I like it… you cover a bit of everything by the look of your previous posts and I think I’ll be enjoying myself here:)

  9. Hi Jules,
    I love your commentary about Old Sol. He’s a good guy. Photographs well. What is your favorite period in history to study, and why? I tend to be archaically inclined myself.

    Enjoy your writing, and expect I will continue to do so.

  10. Oh, and happy birthday.

  11. Love that photo of Ole Sol, Jules! Thanks for sharing it.

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