Woke up thinking of hunting this morning.. cool promise of rain in the air...

  Looked at Facebook, marked as read and left not a track... said good morning to my wife, stood on the scale and decided it was lying to me, but liked the lie anyway. Didn't turn on the boob tube, was that so named because only boobies watch it, or the fools find the boobs? Although I would be uncomfortable with so much feminine flesh flaunted, I have noticed the Latin ladies seem to laugh more so they jiggle and makes me think Americans are modestly repressed...

  Back to heating oatmeal, milk and raisins - while making coffee, mulling that Pat Man had moose for his morning sunrise shot, his father remarked the moose with her two calves is giving the ranch dogs something to bark about, waking up, Idaho.  Break an egg over the oatmeal, mix, return to microwave for finishing. Get first mug of coffee and go do breakfast on the back porch. Spend some contemplation time watching the eastern cat sitting on my fence watching me watching it. I am boring and too big to hunt, it moves down the top of the fence going for the garden, knowing the mice have trails there. One quiet stalk through that jungle, makes me wish I had a telephoto camera to take some pictures, and then off to the side to act like a rock... that doesn't work the western house pet arrives to see if the stalk missed anything, pardon my puss....  I see coordinated patrolling twice then they really impress me with contemplation, compression and leaping up the fence in two different directions.  The coffee is good this morning, I must have made it. As I look above the cat on the fence a high flying hummingbird hoovers making its mind up... shouldn't take too long, it has to be a tiny mind.


  Time to pack out for the YMCA, a mind is a terrible thing for the waist. I get to watch, talk and think as I sweat, there isn't much else on my menu.  Could my resolve be there? My motivation isn't, but then I am expected, if I had something to say I might even be listened to... hmm, I expect to hear about the cost of traveling to Yakima for training again. Some of us are very much like a record skipping back... well, someone has to do it, and since it is for my device tech - I will go and try to make my world interesting. Yard work will wait, the moles are popping up all over.